Song Qingyu's voice became a little trembling: "Lu Yanzhi, calm down."

Lu Yanzhi pinched Song Qingyu's shoulders.

He had no choice but to calm down.

Especially when I think about the fact that Song Yan is in Song Qingyu's bathroom right now!

There was no way his brain could stop.

"Let him come to my room and take a bath."

He slowly let go of Song Qingyu, threw down these words, and turned into the next room.

Song Qingyu lowered her head and looked at her shoulder.

The remaining warmth from the man was still scorching hot.

After a while, she walked into the room.

Knocked on the bathroom door.

Song Yan sat beside the bathtub, distracted.

Song Qingyu: "Song Yan."

Song Yan finally raised his head and looked at Song Qingyu. He did not see a trace of hatred in Song Qingyu's eyes.

He felt like he was in a dream.

He couldn't help but ask, "Sister Qingyu, don't you... hate me?"

Song Qingyu smiled. Her smile was so kind, just like a sister's: "You haven't hurt me, why should I hate you?"

"But I..."

Song Qingyu shook her head gently: "I know your difficulties, I don't blame you."

Song Yan was choked with sobs and couldn't speak.

"Okay, follow me."

She pulled Song Yan to the next room.

The door to the room was open.

Lu Yanzhi was not in the room.

Song Qingyu frowned and pushed Song Yan to the bathroom door: "Come in, wash here, I'll find clothes for you."

Song Yan nodded.

He still felt that the scene before him was a dream.

It's a good dream.

As long as she never wakes up, Song Qingyu will never be angry.

After closing the door, Song Qingyu found Lu Yanzhi in the bedroom.

He sat on the bed, covered with the quilt.

On the stool next to him was a set of clothes for changing.

It's brand new.

You can tell at first glance that it is of great value.

Song Qingyu took the clothes: "Thank you!"

Lu Yanzhi glanced at her and said abruptly, "Are you going to deliver it to him personally?"

Song Qingyu heard the threat in his tone.

But she still said calmly: "There's nothing I can do. It's just you and me here. If I don't go and see him off, do you, such a big shot, have to condescend to see him off?"

Lu Yanzhi sneered, turned over and got up, snatched the clothes from Song Qingyu's hand, and walked out.

Song Qingyu looked at Lu Yanzhi's back and pouted angrily.

Lu Yanzhi used provocation on her every day.

Today he finally got to use it.

Song Yan washed for half an hour before finally coming out.

As soon as the fresh-looking young man walked out of the bathroom, Song Qingyu's eyes lit up.

Catching the light in Song Qingyu's eyes, Lu Yanzhi snorted heavily.

Song Qingyu ignored him, but looked at Song Yan and said, "Do you want to take a rest first?"

Lu Yanzhi sneered out loud at this moment: "Song Qingyu, you are quite good at taking care of people."

Song Qingyu ignored Lu Yanzhi's sarcasm and said, "You look very tired."

Song Yan looked at Song Qingyu, then at Lu Yanzhi.

He is indeed very tired.

But he is not a fool.

He could tell that Lu Yanzhi did not welcome his arrival.

"Sister Qingyu, no need." Song Yan smiled faintly, looking very weak. "I came here just to tell you that I am willing to help you."

The expression on Song Qingyu's face froze.

Even Lu Yanzhi looked up and glanced at Song Yan.

But soon, he took out the cigar on the table and lit it: "Are you kidding me?"

The smoke rose, covering Lu Yanzhi's face in smoke.

Hazy.

It doesn't look very real.

Song Yan's gaze passed through the smoke and fell on Lu Yanzhi's deep eyes: "I've thought it through..."

“If it’s because,” Song Qingyu’s voice rang out, “your sister, you feel sorry for me, so you want to help me, I think you should forget it.

I still say the same thing, your sister is your sister, you are you, you two are two people who have nothing to do with each other.

You don't have to risk your life to help me because of your sister."

At the beginning, Lu Yanzhi asked her to ask.

She didn't agree.

Lu Yanzhi felt that if Song Yan was willing to help them, it would increase their chances of winning.

She agreed reluctantly.

After agreeing, she also told Lu Yanzhi that Song Yan should not be forced.

If Song Yan is willing to help, then help.

If you don’t want to, forget it.

"Sister Qingyu, you're really overthinking it," Song Yan said with a firm look in his eyes, "I'm willing to help you because we are friends."

Song Qingyu was stunned.

She didn't expect Song Yan to say that.

A while——

"Sister Qingyu..." Song Yan smiled slightly: "Let me help you."

Now that things have come to this, Song Qingyu just needs to nod.

Just then.

Lu Yanzhi suddenly said, "It's getting late. You should go back to sleep first. We will discuss the rest of the plan."

These words were said to Song Qingyu.

Song Qingyu looked at Song Yan hesitantly.

Song Yan: "Sister Qingyu, it's really getting late, you should go back and get some rest."

"Okay." Song Qingyu glanced at Lu Yanzhi worriedly, then looked at Song Yan, "Then you two should discuss it properly."

But don't fight.

"Yeah." Song Yan nodded solemnly.

He looks like a good kid.

It looks reassuring.

What really made Song Qingyu worried was Lu Yanzhi.

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