He pulled with great force. Unexpectedly, Yan Zixiu did not resist and fell directly on the bed.

Jing Shaoci narrowed his cold eyes slightly and said in a sarcastic tone: "It seems that you are willing."

Yan Zixiu looked at him calmly and said: "It's not that I am willing, but you are really incompetent."

He was never wrong in face reading. Even if something went wrong, Jing Shaoci could not beat him.

For some words, the more indifferent the speaker's tone, the more angry the listener will be.

Jing Shaoci sneered, and the moment he released his wrist, he tore open the front of his clothes.

After a crisp sound of "chi", Yan Zixiu was really stunned, and the next second he directly grabbed the other person's neck and pressed him to the bed.

"This is the shirt you bought for me!"

"You..." Jing Shaoci paused, frowning and saying, "Do you care so much?"

Yan Zixiu's chest kept rising and falling, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Why shouldn't I care?"

This shirt was sent to the hotel by Jing Shaoci when it rained that time. It cost him 36,000 yuan. He couldn't forget how unfairly he spent the money even in his dreams.

Jing Shaoci looked at his angry face, and the anger in his heart inexplicably disappeared.

He was silent for a while, and said, "I will send you another one."

Yan Zixiu was about to say something when the doorbell outside rang.

Li Fengzhi, who was eavesdropping, was startled and hurriedly bent over to leave the bedroom door, and then walked quickly towards the door.

"Have you sent Mr. Jing to the hospital?" Standing in front of the door were Chen Qi and his assistant.

Li Fengzhi suddenly remembered that Chen Qi was an artist of Yunsheng's film and television company, no wonder he took the initiative to care about his condition.

"That..." He remembered what he had just overheard, touched his neck awkwardly and said: "Mr. Jing, he is already well."

Not only is he well, the two also had a deep exchange on a certain functional problem of Jing Shaoci.

"Well?" Chen Qi was a little confused.

At this moment, the bedroom door inside opened.

Li Fengzhi heard the movement and turned his head to take a look. Seeing Jing Shaoci coming over, he smiled politely at Chen Qi and left tactfully.

Yan Zixiu's shirt was torn, and the three buttons on it were broken off somewhere.

At this moment, he was sitting on the edge of the bed with his collar wide open, revealing not only his fair chest, but also his well-defined lines.

The action of adjusting his cuffs, coupled with his slightly messy blue-gray hair, made him look like a scumbag getting dressed and leaving afterwards.

It would have been more perfect if his expression was not so serious.

After Chen Qi left, Jing Shaoci looked at the mess he had made Yan Zixiu look like, and said, "My car is in the underground parking lot."

Yan Zixiu wanted to refuse, but he was not suitable to go out in his disheveled state, so he could only say in a cold tone, "Thank you."

As soon as the three of them took the elevator down to the second floor, the driver drove over immediately.

Along the way, Li Fengzhi had been peeking at the situation through the rearview mirror, but the couple sat on the left and right, not only were they clearly separated, but their expressions were also colder than the other.

After getting off the car at the destination, the three of them walked into the hotel, and Gu Zhichuan, who was waiting in the lobby, immediately stood up and walked over.

As soon as he approached, Jin Qi suddenly exclaimed: "Gu Gu, look at the adults' clothes!"

Seeing this, Gu Zhichuan asked with some concern: "Mr. Yan, did something happen?"

"No..."

Jing Shaoci interrupted Yan Zixiu before he finished speaking, "You really feel sorry for him."