Chapter 162 Unable to Control Her Heart

But that night, Shen Xiyi still didn't sleep well. He got up in the middle of the night and read the complete chain of evidence sent by He Chao.

Hotel surveillance showed that just ten minutes after Wen Chengyu helped Liang Junchen into the room, she came out again. However, this time, she was without her coat and her long hair was messy.

Moreover, she was very panicked when she went out, in a state of nervous escape.

She looked disheveled, as if she had stopped halfway through something.

Shen Xiyi frowned at these scenes, and couldn't guess what was going on in the room.

No one entered the room again after that.

The following is the police investigation. It was another group of people who drugged He Chao. They succeeded because He Chao had to leave early that night to do other things.

The last glass of wine was tricked.

After reading all the evidence chains, Shen Xiyi had a general understanding of the situation.

Shen Xiyi glanced at the sleeping child and walked out of the room.

At this time, Liang Junchen had not yet slept because he felt uncomfortable both physically and mentally and could not fall asleep.

His voice was low and hoarse, and somewhat weak: "Xiyi?"

This call made him feel like he was dreaming. He didn't expect Shen Xiyi to call him suddenly.

He had actually been waiting during the day, but when he never got the chance, he gave up in his heart.

"Why aren't you sleeping yet?" Shen Xiyi's voice was emotionless and indifferent, like a stranger.

Liang Junchen's heart tightened, he leaned on the sofa and looked at the ceiling with a dazed look.

"I can't sleep."

"I've seen all the ones He Chao sent over."

Hearing this, Liang Junchen slowly sat up straight again. He swallowed nervously and waited patiently for Shen Xiyi's next words.

He waited for a long time, but Shen Xiyi did not respond immediately.

He was like a drowning man clinging to a life-saving straw.

After a long time, the other side finally spoke: "You should come back and live here."

Liang Junchen's Adam's apple rolled up and down. He thought that Shen Xiyi should be at least very excited when he knew that he was innocent.

But she was so calm, as if she didn't care whether he was innocent or not.

"Xiyi, you still don't believe me."

Shen Xiyi paced back and forth in the small hall outside the door, his tone still unhurried: "You live outside alone, if there is any accident, it will still be very troublesome. Our daughter is so young, I don't want her to lose her father so early."

Her words were like a heavy blow to Liang Junchen.

Liang Junchen slowly lowered the phone, and there was no other sound except Shen Xiyi's shallow breathing on the other end of the phone. It was terrifyingly quiet.

"Okay, I'll be back in two days." Liang Junchen's voice was very hoarse.

Shen Xiyi didn't say anything and hung up the phone first.

Liang Junchen stared at the phone in his hand in a daze, and she hung up the phone without asking him any more questions.

This was the first time in his life that he felt so uncomfortable. This was probably the feeling of loss that Uncle San often talked about.

It turns out this is what it feels like to truly care about someone.

The servant on duty downstairs saw Shen Xiyi dressed and coming downstairs, and hurriedly greeted her and asked: "Madam, it's so late, where are you going? Do you need to call a driver?"

"No, take good care of the children, I'll be back soon." Shen Xiyi held the car keys in his hand, gave a brief instruction, and then turned and left.

The servant was very worried. Although Shen Xiyi had passed the driving test before, he had never driven a car. Liang Junchen also told him that if Shen Xiyi wanted to drive, it would be best to have a driver accompany him.

But now there is no one in charge at home, and the servants on duty can only pray that Shen Xiyi will come back soon.

Liang Junchen was not sleepy. The house was so quiet that only the sound of his breathing could be heard.

Suddenly the doorbell rang, Liang Junchen walked out, his eyes fell on the entrance.

I don't understand who would knock on the door in the middle of the night, especially since this place is not accessible to ordinary people.

No matter how annoying it is, I still have to go and have a look.

He didn't look at the monitor and opened the door directly. Shen Xiyi outside the door made him stunned for a moment, and he subconsciously rubbed his eyes.

Shen Xiyi was looking at him. The night in early spring was still cold and chilly, and she felt chilled.

Liang Junchen held her hand with trembling hands: "Xiyi, am I dreaming?"

Shen Xiyi's hands were very cold. When Liang Junchen felt it, he subconsciously put her hands in his arms.

Shen Xiyi had no choice but to move closer.

"Why are your hands so cold? It must be cold outside." Liang Junchen said as he was about to pull her into the house.

Shen Xiyi stood still, staring at him intently: "It's only been a few days, how come you've lost so much weight?"

When Shen Xiyi first saw his face, he was a little bit unbelievable. What kind of hypnosis could torture a person like this, as if he had a serious illness.

"It's okay. This kind of thing is inherently risky. Just take some medicine for a few days and you'll be fine." Liang Junchen's eyes were full of tenderness and affection.

But Shen Xiyi still noticed at a glance that something seemed amiss with Liang Junchen.

"It's better to go home. It's inconvenient to live here alone."

Shen Xiyi didn't know how she convinced herself to come here. The fact was just as she thought. Seeing Liang Junchen like this, she felt a little sad.

You can see that he has suffered.

"I don't want to affect you and the child."

Shen Xiyi's expression gradually faded: "I'm here to pick you up."

Liang Junchen suddenly remembered something: "Did you drive here by yourself?"

Shen Xiyi got her driver's license before she got pregnant, but she never really started cooking. Liangyuan is at least forty or fifty kilometers away from where he lives now.

"Um."

Liang Junchen subconsciously tightened his grip on her hand upon hearing this: "Didn't I tell you, you haven't driven much before, so you should have a driver follow you when you go out?"

"There aren't so many cars at night." Shen Xiyi wanted to say that his driving skills were not that bad.

Liang Junchen knew that his house was freezing cold and didn't even have heating. He looked back and then closed the door.

He gathered her coat and said, "Let's go home."

He didn't know whether they could be considered to have reconciled, but Shen Xiyi's indifferent attitude made him puzzled, and he couldn't get too close to her rashly.

Shen Xiyi looked at his thin clothes, wanting to say something but stopping herself, and finally turned around first.

When they got outside, Liang Junchen took the car keys from her hand and said, "When the weather gets warmer, I'll take you out for some driving practice."

He got in the car naturally. Shen Xiyi stood in the night wind for a minute before opening the back door and getting in.

Liang Junchen glanced at the empty passenger seat, his body stiffened, and he looked at her through the rearview mirror with his deep eyes.

"Why don't you sit in the front?"

"It's more spacious in the back."

Liang Junchen suddenly tightened his grip on the steering wheel, then started the engine without saying a word.

The joy of seeing her just now has been completely extinguished at this moment.

She didn't forgive him, nor did she want to forgive him. She even didn't want to sit in the passenger seat.

Shen Xiyi was out for more than two hours, and when he came back, he was with Liang Junchen.

Fu Ma, who was awakened by the servant, was waiting anxiously downstairs. She was relieved after seeing Shen Xiyi. Then she saw Liang Junchen walking out from behind Shen Xiyi.

Fu Ma: "So the young mistress went to pick up the young master."

"Fu Ma, put some hot water for him to soak." Shen Xiyi walked in and gave an order as he passed by Fu Ma.

Fu Ma nodded: "Okay."

Shen Xiyi went upstairs, leaving Liang Junchen alone downstairs. Fu Ma walked up and looked at Liang Junchen carefully.

"Why do you look so bad? Are you sick?"

Liang Junchen shook his head, then asked, "I haven't been home these few days. Has she done anything unusual?"

Fu Ma thought for a moment and then shook her head: "It's normal. I take care of the children every day and eat and sleep on time."

Liang Junchen frowned. Shen Xiyi was so comfortable that it seemed as if it didn't matter whether he was at home or not.

"She went to pick you up so late. She actually cares about you. Maybe she can't let go of this matter for a while."

"Go and run some hot water."

Liang Junchen was a little annoyed. For the first time, he felt that he could not control Shen Xiyi.

Even if he could control her freedom, it would be difficult to control her heart.