"Ayan?" The woman on the bed called him softly.

She couldn't think of anyone else except Liang Qingmo who could make him so emotional.

Xu Buyan finally raised his eyes and glanced at her coldly, "Stop making such a fuss. I don't have the time to mess around with you."

"Are you leaving?"

Seeing him stand up, pick up his coat and leave, Shen Xinyi couldn't help but ask him to stay.

"Why don't you stay and have New Year's Eve dinner with me?"

He turned around and stared at her playfully: "...You'd better take what I say seriously. I have never had a good patience."

He had already said what needed to be said clearly, "If something like this happens again, I will make you regret it."

Xu Buyan had a cold expression on his face, his tone was full of threats, and there was no trace of pity on his well-defined face.

Shen Xinyi knew he was not joking, but she felt much better after seeing them arguing.

"Didn't you see it too? The photo of Liang Qingmo hugging someone else, she..."

"If you don't want to die, shut up."

Jumping around in the minefield, stepping on Xu Buyan's mines everywhere.

The things he had finally forgotten were brought up by her again in an instant, and he didn't know when he would be able to forget them again.

The two people who were threatening each other did not see the person who had been outside the ward door before.

A few minutes later, the door was pushed open and a man came in, carrying large and small bags in his hands.

Xu Buyan called the people out and whispered, "Old Zhao, keep an eye on her first. Don't let her run around. Always pay attention to who she comes into contact with."

…

It was ten o'clock in the evening when Xu Buyan returned to Songbai Garden.

The atmosphere in the villa was low, and everyone remained silent tacitly.

"Sir, the young lady..."

After Xu Buyan understood what had happened, he instantly regretted what he had said before.

Whether I should say it or not, the most important thing now is to apologize.

He gently pushed open her bedroom door, and seeing that she was already asleep, he tiptoed out.

He had been planning to go back to his room directly, but suddenly he noticed two very clear lines of watermarks at the door, which spread all the way to the bed.

He realized something was wrong and pulled back her quilt. Sure enough, he saw her lying on the bed, soaked through, with her wet clothes soaking the sheets and quilt.

Her hair was also wet and stuck to her face in a messy manner.

At this time, she still had her eyes closed, her face was pale, and her lips had turned pale due to dryness.

"Damn it! Liang Qingmo, do you want to die?"

Xu Buyan cursed under his breath, then picked the person up and carried him into the bathroom.