Tomb Robber: Oops, I think I met a tomb robber.

Just when Zhang Rishan was at a loss as to how to comfort the crying little girl, hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the door. The next moment, the door was kicked open with a bang. Zhang Rishan almost instantly pulled the quilt to cover Qiuyue. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he was stunned when he saw who it was.

"Xiaoyu?"

Zhang Xiaoyu stood breathlessly at the door, his eyes bloodshot, as if he hadn't slept all night. He stared intently at the crying person in Zhang Rishan's arms, dropped the letter in his hand to the ground, walked quickly to the bedside, reached out to grab Zhang Rishan's arm, and tried to pull him away. His voice was hoarse and full of disbelief and anger: "What did you do! How could you do this!"

Qiuyue had forgotten to cry when Zhang Xiaoyu came over. She hugged the quilt tightly. When Zhang Xiaoyu questioned Zhang Rishan harshly, she quickly reached out and grabbed his wrist, and said in a tearful voice: "Xiaoyu, don't, it's me who was drunk last night, he..."

Before Qiuyue could finish, Zhang Xiaoyu's eyes were bloodshot and he shouted furiously, "Just because you're drunk doesn't mean he's drunk! I don't believe he couldn't stop you when you were drunk!!"

His words almost instantly woke Qiuyue up. She froze in shock, her little head blank, tears still hanging on her face, about to fall. Zhang Rishan's face was extremely ugly. He shook off Zhang Xiaoyu's hand and said coldly, "This is a matter between Yue'er and me. It has nothing to do with you."

"She healed my hand, so she's my benefactor, and of course she has something to do with me. As for you, if you really liked her, you wouldn't be in this situation now. But you took advantage of her drunkenness to bully her. Do you dare to say you were doing this for her own good?!"

Zhang Xiaoyu's eyes flashed with cruelty. He reached out and directly picked up Qiuyue, including the blanket. Zhang Rishan's face darkened instantly, and he raised his hand to grab his little girl. Qiuyue covered her face again and cried out in a sobbing voice, "Stop it!"

After she said this, the two of them froze completely. Qiuyue sobbed a few times before slowly lowering her hand. She looked at Zhang Rishan with her beautiful eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Last night, you really could have stopped me from going crazy, right?"

Zhang Rishan looked at Qiuyue, whose eyes were red from crying. He was silent for a moment, but in the end he still didn't want to lie to her, so he whispered, "Yes."

Qiuyue suddenly felt like crying and laughing at the same time. She said in a trembling voice, "Why are you doing this? Is it just because I'm pretty?"

Zhang Rishan opened his mouth slightly but was speechless. At first, he was indeed attracted by her beauty, but when she asked him if she looked good in that beautiful cheongsam, his heart was out of control.

Call him superficial or lustful, but he will never let go.

"I like you. Although it sounds pale to say this now, I really do like you. My heart tells me that I like you very much."

Zhang Rishan's eyes at this moment were extremely serious and sincere. Qiuyue looked at him a little blankly, and suddenly shouted in her heart.

[So, what is Zhang Rishan's favorability? ]

Yunyun, who was called, appeared immediately. He glanced at the favorability level on the screen which had reached its peak, closed his eyes and started talking.

[Sister, his favorability is 60~]

Hearing that the favorability was 60, Qiuyue felt a sudden sense of relief. She closed her eyes, turned her head away from him, and said in a hoarse voice, "President Zhang, you were just a little bit carried away. Let's just pretend this never happened. Xiaoyu is back, probably with news about Master Buddha. Let's get down to business."

After Qiuyue finished speaking, Zhang Rishan felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave. When he saw Qiuyue turning her head away and no longer looking at him, he felt as if his heart was crushed. The pain was so severe that he almost wanted to cry out in pain.

Does she really not want to have anything to do with him?

"Then, if it's that Adjutant Zhang, that Zhang Rishan, is it him, then it's okay?"

Zhang Rishan couldn't help but say this in the end. His eyes gradually turned red and he stared at Qiuyue's profile.

"Yes, he can."

In order to completely cut off the possibility of his favorability reaching 100, Qiuyue responded quickly without hesitation. When she turned her head to look at him again, with determination in her eyes, she raised her voice and said, "He can, but you can't!"

Zhang Rishan's face turned pale instantly, and looking at Zhang Rishan who was far away in the space watching this scene, the space that was originally shattered suddenly became full of birdsong and flowers. The face that had been gloomy all night finally became calm, and even smiled. Looking at Zhang Rishan on the screen, his eyes were full of uncontrollable arrogance and joy.

Ha! Serves you right.

After Qiuyue put down her words, she turned her head to look at Zhang Xiaoyu and said in a softer voice, "Thank you, Xiaoyu, please put me down."

Seeing Qiuyue firmly scolding Zhang Rishan, Zhang Xiaoyu's ugly face improved a lot. He whispered to her, bent down and put her down very gently. After putting her down, he did not let go immediately, but supported her for fear that she would fall.

Qiuyue stood on the ground and let out a breath, without even glancing at Zhang Rishan. She used healing magic to cure herself of her fatigue, and then pinched a cleansing talisman to clean her whole body. When the quilt that originally blocked her spring light was about to slide down, Zhang Xiaoyu subconsciously grabbed the quilt to cover her. Qiuyue shook her head at him, pushed his hand to push the quilt away, and she was already dressed.

Zhang Xiaoyu, who saw this magical scene, did not ask anything. Instead, he lowered his head and looked at Qiuyue and said, "The Buddha did send a message. Miss Qiuyue and I will go to the study."

Qiuyue nodded and followed him out of the study, while Zhang Xiaoyu picked up the letter that had just been dropped on the ground. Neither of them glanced at Zhang Rishan who was still lying on the bed (deleted), and walked straight out of the room.

Zhang Rishan watched Qiuyue walk out without even looking at him, and it seemed as if the words she had just said were still replaying in his ears.

"He can, you can't!"

He sat there in a daze, suddenly raised his hands to cover his eyes, and his whole body was trembling slightly.

"Ha, he can, but I can't..."

"Why, why did he meet you so early, and yet you treated me as his substitute."

pat.

A crystal tear rolled down from between his fingers.

"I won't let go."

"You said you didn't want me to be angry, and you didn't want me to ignore you..."

"You were telling me that, not him."

"Last night, you said you didn't want to make me angry. You said that to me, not him. Don't even think about getting rid of me."

He muttered to himself, and the hands covering his eyes gradually clenched into fists. He put down his hands, revealing his scarlet eyes that were full of persistence to the point of madness.

"I'm also Zhang Rishan, why can't I?"

"Don't even think about getting rid of me..."

Qiuyue didn't know about Zhang Rishan's situation. When she followed Zhang Xiaoyu out of the room and into the living room, she saw the (deleted) skirt on the sofa and her face suddenly flushed. She hurriedly wanted to take it away, but when she got closer, she saw some (deleted) marks on the sofa. She was so embarrassed that she almost exploded. Zhang Xiaoyu was even closer to the sofa and noticed it at first glance. His face darkened again. After putting the letter on the table, he leaned over and picked up the skirt, whispering, "Don't be afraid, I'll take care of it."

"No, no, no, I can do it myself."

Qiuyue was ashamed, annoyed, and embarrassed. She took out the whitening talisman and quickly threw it on the sofa. It was instantly clean. Then she looked at the skirt in his hand. Zhang Xiaoyu immediately said, "I'll take this and throw it away later."

"But……"

Qiuyue wanted to say something, but Zhang Xiaoyu said, "You must be hungry. Can I ask someone downstairs to bring some food?"

Qiuyue was startled, and quickly shook her head, saying, "I, I'm not hungry, no need to bother."

Zhang Xiaoyu looked at her eyes which were red and swollen from crying, and there was almost uncontrollable heartache in his eyes.

If he hadn't delivered the letter last night, would she not have suffered all this...

His hand holding the skirt clenched for a moment, but quickly loosened it. He whispered, "Really? Your health is more important."

Qiuyue shook her head: "Really, no need. Tell me what the Buddha said."

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaoyu stopped insisting and pointed to the letter on the table: "The Buddha wrote this letter and asked me to deliver it to you personally, so I rushed back overnight. Take a look."

Hearing this, Qiuyue did not immediately look at the letter on the table. Instead, she looked up at him carefully. Sure enough, she saw that his eyes were bloodshot and his face was tired. Qiuyue put her hand on his arm and started healing. Zhang Xiaoyu trembled all over, and all the tiredness in his body disappeared in an instant, and he became full of energy.

After doing all this, Qiuyue picked up the letter and opened it to read.

Looking at the familiar font, Qiuyue was stunned for a moment, and then she looked at it carefully.

The content of the letter was roughly that Mr. Fo said he was very sorry that he could not come to the Crescent Hotel to see her, but he was very honored to receive the files and information sent by Qiuyue. He was willing to work together with Qiuyue to eliminate the Wang family's lurkers there. At the same time, he also thanked her for curing Zhang Xiaoyu's hand. He would do his best to send Zhang Qiling out of the sanatorium. If there is anything else that needs his help, just come and tell him, he will do his best to help, and Qiuyue will always be his distinguished guest, Zhang Qishan.

Seeing this, Qiuyue finally breathed a sigh of relief. Zhang Qishan's side of the matter was settled. As long as Zhang Qishan was willing to cooperate, there would most likely be no problems. She looked up at Zhang Xiaoyu and said, "Thank you, Xiaoyu, for coming here overnight."

Zhang Xiaoyu lowered his eyes, forced a bitter smile, and whispered, "No need to thank me. You healed my hand. This is what I should do."