Song Qingyu was lying on the bed with a pale face, as if she was lifeless.
His heart was suddenly gripped by a pair of big hands. He quickly walked to Song Qingyu and stretched out his hand.
When a weak breath fell on his hand, his clenched heart suddenly loosened, and then was clenched again.
Before he could think, he bent down, picked up Song Qingyu, and walked quickly to the door.
The neighbor was shocked when he saw Song Qingyu, whose face was pale, lying in Lu Yanzhi's arms, and quickly gave up his seat.
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Gu family.
"Third Young Master, I've already arranged a hotel for Lawyer Ji."
In order to avoid any accidents, Song Feng specially arranged a very hidden and safe hotel.
It took him three days to find this.
After making the arrangements, he came back to report immediately.
Gu Hanxing raised his eyes and pushed the document away: "Are you sure it's foolproof?"
"Yes, this hotel is a hotel developed internally by the Gu family. There will definitely not be any accidents."
Only members of the Gu family are allowed to enter this hotel.
No matter how powerful Lu Yanzhi is, it is impossible for him to get in.
Gu Hanxing nodded slightly, but there was a hint of emotion hidden in her beautiful eyes.
After a moment, he tapped the table lightly, making a pleasant sound.
"Song Feng."
"yes."
"Tell me, why did Lu Yanzhi do this?"
Song Feng was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and answered honestly, "I don't know either."
"But..." He paused, and under Gu Hanxing's encouraging gaze, he said, "I think the whole thing was deliberate."
"Deliberately?"
"Yes, think about it, that ugly dress..."
Gu Hanxing frowned unhappily.
"Since it was knitted by Miss Song, why did that person wear that dress? Doesn't this mean that it was Mr. Lu who sent them?"
Gu Hanxing frowned, his slender fingers still tapping on the table, but the sound was a little lower.
"If it's not Lu Yanzhi, who do you think it is?"
Song Feng shook his head: "This... I know very little about Miss Song, so I dare not speculate. However, with Ms. Zhang's status, there is no way to invite Zhou Yuebei."
So, there must be someone behind this.
Gu Hanxing retracted his slender fingers and glanced at the memo on the table.
There is a red circle on today's date.
The red circle means that Song Qingyu’s program is about to go online.
He can go find Song Qingyu again today.
This is a good opportunity to ask about the doubts raised by Song Feng.
at this time.
Hospital.
Song Qingyu stared at the ceiling.
It took a long time for my eyes to finally focus.
"woke up?"
A cold and magnetic voice rang in my ears.
Song Qingyu knew it was Lu Yanzhi without turning around.
But she still looked back.
After confirming that it was Lu Yan, she fell into a trance.
Ever since Zhang Lan came to see her, she has been haunted by nightmares every day and dared not close her eyes. However, even so, the scenes in the nightmare would still appear vividly in front of her at night.
At first, it was just a picture of my father lying in the hospital ward.
Later, he fell in a pool of blood, was stuck in a car, and was covered in blood...
In the end, even during the day, if she closed her eyes for even a second, she could see her father.
He was covered in blood and his eyes were full of resentment.
Gradually, she could no longer distinguish between reality and illusion.
She only remembered that at the moment when she was in so much pain that she wanted to follow her father, she suddenly heard Lu Yanzhi's voice.
No longer a cold, temperatureless tone.
But very nervous.
There was even a hint of crying in her voice.
"Are you stupid due to hunger?" The cold voice sounded again.
It was completely different from the caring voice in the dream.
Song Qingyu was sure of it.
It was indeed a dream.
Seeing that Song Qingyu remained silent, Lu Yanzhi's brows furrowed again.
He raised his hand and waved it in front of Song Qingyu.
Song Qingyu closed her eyes.
Seeing this, Lu Yanzhi's tense jawline finally relaxed a bit: "Porridge or soup?"
Song Qingyu's long eyelashes trembled slightly, but she didn't say anything.
It's not about being angry with Lu Yanzhi.
But she was so hungry that she didn't even have the strength to speak.
The next second, she was suddenly picked up.
Song Qingyu opened her eyes wide in fear, but her body was limp and she was forced to lie in Lu Yanzhi's arms.
The faint mint scent on the man hit her nostrils.
In the past, she loved the smell of Lu Yanzhi the most.
Whenever she had a nightmare, she could fall asleep just by smelling this scent.
But now, she just feels annoyed.
But, I don't have any strength at all.
The successive blows made her feel a little frustrated.
When her consciousness was in a state of confusion, a warm feeling touched her red lips.
She looked down and saw the spoon filled with porridge.
"Come." Lu Yanzhi had a cold face, but his movements were very gentle. "Open your mouth."
Song Qingyu pursed her lips tightly.
Lu Yanzhi's brows knitted tightly together: "Are you trying to starve yourself to death?"
Song Qingyu still didn't speak and kept her mouth shut.
Lu Yanzhi clenched the spoon, then he thought of something and smiled: "You want me to feed you myself, okay."
Song Qingyu's pupils shrank.
Although she didn't know what Lu Yanzhi meant, her brain had already issued a warning.
The next second, her jaw was slammed shut.
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