Chapter 338: What you wish for

When they came here, they drove a lot of helicopters and private planes to save time, which came in handy now.

Zhou Ri walked to the plane's cockpit, and Zhou Zipei held Lu Siyin and gently placed her on the spacious sofa.

He looked at Lu Jingshu and Chu Mian and said, "I'll take her away first. You guys are going to have a hard time here."

Lu Jingshu frowned slightly and glanced at Lu Siyin, who was lying on the seat and still restless even in a coma. She wanted to stay with her, but she also knew that there were still many things she needed to deal with here.

With Zhou Zipei here, she didn't have to worry.

Lu Jingshu asked Lin San to fetch the backpack she was carrying, threw it to Zhou Zipei, and said, "The things inside may be useful."

Zhou Zipei took the things and sat in the back seat without hesitation, carefully holding Lu Siyin in his arms.

The roar resounded through the sky, and the plane flew into the sky and went far away, disappearing in an instant.

Zhou Zipei checked Lu Siyin's body, and the more he looked, the heavier his heart became. There was a gunshot wound on the shoulder, and it seemed that he had been injured not long ago.

After all this ordeal, the wound had been torn, and the gauze was soaked with blood.

His left arm hung limply at his side at a weird angle, with muscles strained. It must have taken a lot of effort for Ah Yin to break the chain.

Zhou Zipei's peach blossom eyes were dark and deep, and his gaze wrapped around Lu Siyin's unconscious sleeping face, with his brows tightly furrowed.

After a long time, he lowered his head and gave Lu Siyin a kiss on the forehead, sighing softly, "This is really killing me..."

He touched her arm, hardened his heart, and connected it for Lu Siyin.

Lu Siyin let out a muffled groan from her throat, but did not wake up.

Zhou Zipei took out the medicine from Lu Jingshu's backpack and re-bandaged the wound on her shoulder.

Even if they took a plane, it would take more than ten hours to get to his residence in Country L.

He lay down next to Lu Siyin and held her in his arms. Their bodies were close to each other. The familiar, soothing breath gradually made Lu Siyin let go of her instinctive vigilance and her brows relaxed.

...

It seemed that she was extremely tired. Her nerves, which had been tense for five years, suddenly relaxed. Lu Siyin slept for a whole day and a night.

When she opened her eyes again, she found that her whole body was tied up and she couldn't move. She blinked blankly, and the scent of agarwood that she had missed for a long time lingered at the tip of her nose.

Lu Siyin was being held in Zhou Zipei's arms.

Zhou Zipei closed his eyes, and the breathing in his ears changed a little. This slight movement was like thunder and drums to him, who always focused on Lu Siyin.

He opened his eyes in surprise and met Lu Siyin's clear, shining almond-shaped eyes.

Zhou Zipei heaved a sigh of relief, the corners of his lips raised, and his voice was still hoarse as if he had just woken up: "Finally woke up..."

Lu Siyin opened her mouth: "Have I slept for a long time?"

"Well," Zhou Zipei touched her hair behind her head, "one day and one night. If she doesn't wake up, I'll find someone to call her soul back."

Lu Siyin was surprised that she could sleep so well, and rubbed against his arms like a spoiled child.

"No need to call, the soul will definitely follow you."

Zhou Zipei's heart moved, and his dark and quiet eyes suddenly became deep and captivating.

He lowered his head and kissed the corner of Lu Siyin's mouth, thanking her.

Thankfully, Ah Yin finally came back to him after all the twists and turns.

It was still night time, and Lu Siyin woke up at an awkward time. She would not be able to fall asleep if she continued sleeping. She felt like she could go out and run for five kilometers.

"By the way, how did you figure out the federal government's scheme?"

Zhou Zipei said, "The last message you delivered was slightly different from the previous ones. The more I read it, the stranger it seemed to me. I didn't know whether Lu Bin had betrayed or his identity had been exposed and something had happened. It was obvious that the way to contact us had been mastered by those people in the federal government, so they passed on false information to us. I couldn't get in touch with you to tell you the news, and at the same time I didn't dare to act rashly, for fear of exposing you and bringing disaster."

"That's why you hung corn on every door of the seaside village, ten, nine and one bunches, randomly hung up," said Lu Siyin.

Zhou Zipei smiled, patted her on the head, and said lovingly: "Yes, you are very smart, you guessed it all."

Lu Siyin sighed: "Aren't you afraid that I can't guess the meaning?"

Zhou Zipei's tone sounded very proud: "Didn't you guess it?"

Ten, nine, one .

These three numbers always appear in a fixed order.

And they are J, I, A in the 26 English letters.

In pinyin, it is jia - fake. It

is very straightforward and bold. Zhou Zipei is betting on Lu Siyin's sensitivity to numbers, and can immediately notice and think of the meaning, but Liu Chenan does not have the patience to pay attention to these details.

However, although it was risky, he... made the right bet!

Lu Siyin smiled silently. She was very sensitive to numbers. As Zhou Zipei thought, she could see the three numbers that appeared frequently.

That was why she was not so anxious afterwards. She only focused on breaking the chain on her wrist.

She didn't hold them back.

Liu Chenan made all the calculations, but in the end, he was still one step behind. One wrong step led to all the wrong steps, which led to his defeat and escape.

Thinking of this, Lu Siyin thought of Sang Enying, his eyes turned cold, and he said, "Have you seen Sang Enying?"

Zhou Zipei hummed, and said casually, "She's dead."

"You killed her."

"Oh," he sneered, "I thought so. She was in the factory at the time, and when she wanted to escape, she was killed in the chaos."

Lu Siyin was silent for a while, and didn't feel much in her heart. Although she didn't know why Sang Enying knew her identity and knew that she was an undercover, she repeatedly ruined her plans and put herself in danger. Lu Siyin was not broad-minded enough to "forgive everything when someone dies."

Sang Enying's death was not unjust, and Lu Siyin only hated that he couldn't kill her with his own hands.

Zhou Zipei took off a necklace from her neck and took off the ring on it, which was the one she had not given away five years ago and not long ago.

"Can you accept it now?" He smiled, his face as beautiful as fresh snow in the breeze, and his voice was gentle when he spoke.

Lu Siyin was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "I don't think I have any reason to refuse."

Zhou Zipei raised his eyes, "Of course. Even if you refuse, I won't let you go this time."

He pulled out Lu Siyin's left hand, pinched the ring and slowly pushed it into the tip of his middle finger. This scene was like a movie on the screen, playing very slowly and for a long time in his eyes.

Even though the room was dim, Zhou Zipei still lowered his eyes and stared at it without blinking, and his eyes suddenly became hot.

The scene in front of him has been playing in his mind for five years, and he has been having the same dream day and night.

But it was nothing but a dream, and only the loss when waking up from the dream was real.

He really... has been waiting for this moment for too long.

Lu Siyin lay flat on his back and raised his hand in front of him, wanting to take a closer look at the ring, but the room was too dark and he couldn't see it clearly.

Zhou Zipei beside him moved a little, and then the bedside lamp came on, and the warm yellow light enveloped the area.

Lu Siyin raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and finally saw the thing in his hand.

"When did you plan to give it to me?"

Zhou Zipei hugged her with one hand and put the other hand behind his head, saying lazily: "Five years ago, I was bullied by Zhou Qian and others in Zhou's company, which was the day you left."

Lu Siyin's heart was pounding, and the hand wearing the ring was pressed against his chest.

Zhou Zipei had planned to propose to her at that time, when she was still in school. No matter how she looked at it, she felt that this move was a hasty and impromptu decision on his part.

Did he have a premonition of something at that time, so he couldn't wait to tie her to his side, even with the shackles of marriage.

Unfortunately... in the end, he was still a step too late, five years too late.

"In fact, even if you didn't bring evidence to the Zhou Group that day, I could still control the overall situation and make Zhou Qian's plan fail and go to jail. And Zhou originally planned to give it to you as a betrothal gift."

She loves money so much, although she is not short of money, she should also be very happy.

Lu Siyin felt a force pressing on his chest, and it became difficult to breathe.

She turned sideways, resting her cheek on his broad and strong chest, with guilt in her eyes. She just said one word: "Yes..."

Zhou Zipei pinched her chin and lifted it up. He lowered his head and kissed her lips, blocking the remaining two words.

Zhou Zipei used the tip of his tongue to gently trace the contours of her lips, as light as a gust of wind, a feeling of being cherished in every way.

Lu Siyin's eyelids trembled, and a faint red appeared at the end of her eyes.

Zhou Zipei let her go, rubbed the corners of her eyes until the redness faded, and said: "Don't tell me you're sorry. I tried my best to make any decision you made, but in the end I can't blame you. What's more, you've suffered so much. How can I bear to blame you?"

Lu Siyin calmed down and said sincerely: "But I still feel guilty. The choice I made five years ago, I thought of my sister, brother-in-law, uncle, Cheng Wei, ghost shadow, etc., but only I didn't consider you. No matter what, I always feel guilty towards you."

Zhou Zipei's eyes suddenly brightened like a spring breeze, her eyebrows slightly raised, and she said in a light and teasing tone: "Since you feel guilty, be nicer to me in the future."

Lu Siyin nodded heavily and said solemnly: "I will be responsible for you."

Zhou Zipei turned over and pressed her under him. His voice was magnetic and low, which was even more ambiguous in the hot night: "How are you going to be responsible for me?"

Lu Siyin's almond eyes widened slightly, and there was a hint of Embracing the warm light reflected by the night lamp, her pupils were clear and bright. She blinked, looked at Zhou Zipei's eyes full of teasing smiles, and said slowly: "I just want to be better to you. Even if you get old, ugly, and your body...is not good anymore, I won't abandon you."

Lu Siyin imagined the picture of Zhou Zipei's wrinkled face, swallowed her saliva, and carefully added: "Or, take back the condition of being ugly!"

Zhou Zipei: "..."

He laughed in anger: "I'm only in my early thirties, less than six years older than you, five years and ten months to be exact. How can I be old? I have been a wretch and haggard, but never ugly. And! Your husband will never fail at any time."

Lu Siyin nodded and said perfunctorily: "Okay, okay, you are right."

Zhou Zipei: "..."

A dark color surged in his eyes, and he lowered his eyes and was silent for a moment. He looked dangerous no matter how he looked.

Suddenly, he lowered his head and opened his mouth to bite Lu Siyin's neck with helpless anger. It was not until he saw the mark he left there that he raised his head with satisfaction and said, "I think actions are more convincing."

Lu Siyin widened her eyes and felt his body changes. The two bodies were pressed tightly together, and they were sweating under the quilt. The heat made her cheeks even redder.

"You, don't be impulsive, it's almost dawn."

Zhou Zipei kissed her exposed white and tender skin from time to time, and said vaguely: "Let it shine, we do ours."

Lu Siyin's face turned black: "..."

Beast!

Pervert!

She is still injured!!!

Zhou Zipei took into account that she had just woken up and was weak, and finally just hugged her for a while, with his warm palm on her waist, and did not move for a long time.

The sky outside was light, and it had turned from night to gray. The sun had not yet appeared, but it brought light to the world.

After Lu Jingshu's careful examination, Lu Siyin had not only the gunshot wound on her shoulder and the dislocated left arm, but also abrasions of varying sizes all over her body, especially the red marks on her wrists and ankles, which were obviously scary.

The medicine specially made by Lu Jingshu was indeed effective. In just one day, all the wounds on her body had scabbed over.

The gunshot wound on her shoulder was a little more serious, but she no longer felt any pain and it was estimated that it would heal in two or three days.

After dawn, Lu Siyin got up lazily from the bed and looked at the bright sky outside the window. She hadn't felt so happy and comfortable for a long time.

She was worried that there were no clothes for her here, but then she saw Zhou Zipei open the closet, and his and her clothes were half separated and half put together.

Men's clothing is mostly black and white shirts and various suits, while women's clothing is much richer, with all kinds of colors and styles for all seasons.

After a little surprise, Lu Siyin asked knowingly: "Why do you have women's clothes here?"

Zhou Zipei hummed nonchalantly, and also deliberately said: "Every time a different woman comes, she will buy a few pieces."

Lu Siyin's face fell: "..."

She said in a gloomy tone: "Then you are quite fair and impartial."

Zhou Zipei looked at her with amusement, and chose a sky blue dress from the closet. For the first time, he did not take out a black suit from his half, but chose a light blue one. He

compared them with great satisfaction, and found that there was a slight difference in color. He frowned, but finally threw the coat in.

Holding the skirt, she turned around and walked to the bed, saying, "Wear this today."

Lu Siyin didn't care and said she could wear anything, but she still said, "I don't wear other people's clothes."

Zhou Zipei curled her lips and looked at her with some embarrassment: "What should I do? I only have these women's clothes here. Otherwise... you don't have to wear them, or wear mine."

Lu Siyin glared at him fiercely, snatched the skirt from her, and didn't avoid him, putting it on openly.

The size was just right, it was indeed prepared for her.

"Do you always have my clothes here?" She didn't pretend anymore and asked directly.

Zhou Zipei nodded: "Yes, you are my wife. Whose clothes can we put in our bedroom if not yours?"

Lu Siyin hesitated, but still couldn't ask another question.

She actually has the answer in her heart, doesn't she?

I guess Zhou Zipei would make custom clothes for her and hang them here every year and every season.