43 Husband, the doctor said you'd better not...!

"Isn't what I meant clear enough? Since you have made your choice, why can't I?" Zhou Jingbai's tone was also very excited.

[Is there really no one to care about the two of you yelling so loudly in the middle of the night without locking the door? You are all sleeping so soundly, who can come to save me, oh my, why are you hugging me tighter all of a sudden, I can't breathe. ]

He subconsciously struggled twice and the arm that was holding him finally loosened a little.

"It was really just a misunderstanding, I can explain it, Brother Jingbai, please don't be like this, okay?"

"I don't need your explanation, just pretend I didn't say anything before, and I don't plan to divorce him." Zhou Jingbai's tone was very firm.

[What happened? Why didn't I understand after listening for such a long time? Can you two stop arguing and just mention the reason for the argument? I still don’t understand what’s going on even though it’s right in front of me.

Wen Zihuan sighed helplessly, still not daring to move and was forced to stand between the two people. Why did he feel like he was a shield now?

Fang Xingluo looked at the two people hugging each other in front of him and wiped the tears from her face, "So you weren’t drunk when I saw you in the hotel room that day, right?"

"Yes."

Wait? What did I just hear? He wasn’t talking about the last time I ran to Zhou Jingbai’s room after getting drunk, was he? But when did he see it? Well, I was disconnected at the time and didn’t know what happened in the middle, but Zhou Jingbai clearly told me afterwards that he was drunk, so why did he suddenly change his words now? The more I listen, the more confused I get. 】

Fang Xingluo was stunned by the answer just now, then turned around and left without saying anything.

Wen Zihuan couldn't see anything at all because he was held in his arms, but he could hear a series of hurried footsteps that were getting farther and farther away.

【Did he get angry and run away? It's really strange. Zhou Jingbai is always mean to everyone, as if he had poison on him, but he really treats Fang Xingluo like a treasure, and he also saved her life. They seem to be a pair that is locked in a deadlock. What kind of hatred or grudge can make them so decisive? 】

Wen Zihuan was just thinking when he was let go. His face was red because he was a little upset just now.

"You can go back now."

"Ah?"

"Don't you understand?"

"Oh, okay." Wen Zihuan agreed quickly and ran away, closing the door before leaving.

This time, he completely gave up looking for food and went back to his room to sleep, worried that if he stayed outside any longer, he might run into them again.

"Drink some water and you won't be hungry. Drinking a lot is also full, it doesn't matter." Wen Zihuan drank two large glasses of water and his hunger was finally relieved, so he went to bed contentedly.

Drinking a lot is obviously not as effective as eating a lot, and there is a side effect, which is that he will wake up quickly.

Unfortunately, the guest room he stayed in did not have a bathroom, so he could only go to the other side of the corridor. Fortunately,

he closed Zhou Jingbai's door before, otherwise he might be seen by him again.

This time he was indeed not seen, but he was heard.

He just walked to the door and subconsciously slowed down his steps and held his breath. When he was about to successfully pass the tribulation, the door suddenly made a loud noise, as if a heavy object hit it.

Wen Zihuan was already tense, and when he was hit in a very quiet situation, his legs trembled and he fell to the ground. He almost couldn't hold it in and solved it on the spot.

Just as he got up and was about to pretend that nothing happened, his eyes lit up and the door of the room was opened.

The smell of alcohol came to his face, and he didn't even need to get close to smell it.

[Oh my God, how much did he drink? It seems that the wine bottle spilled and it all flowed on my hands.]

Only then did he notice his wet hands and the smell of alcohol.

"Honey, Doctor Lin said you'd better not... It's okay, just drink a little, he didn't say you can't drink at all, haha." Wen Zihuan suddenly changed his words in the middle of his words. He

was mainly worried that Zhou Jingbai would glare at him to death if he continued.

[Although Doctor Lin didn't say that you should not drink at all, you can only drink a little. Have you been indulging too often recently? If you pass out because of drinking, the Zhou family might throw this black pot on my head. ]

"You drink too." Wen Zihuan didn't have time to react when a bottle of wine was handed over.

"Don't want it? It's late at night, and I'm a little anxious and really can't drink anything. How about I go to the bathroom first and come back to drink with you?" He could only take a step back to discuss.

Unexpectedly, the next second Zhou Jingbai picked him up from the ground and turned around and walked into the room.

"I want to go to the bathroom, not the room!" He struggled all the way but to no avail.

Zhou Jingbai was even more rogue than usual after getting drunk. Although he would usually argue with every word, he would at least listen to what others said. Now he would not listen to a word.

Wen Zihuan was thrown onto the bed fiercely. Only then did he see that there was a bathroom in this room, so he was about to get out of bed. Now he really couldn't care less because he was really dying. No matter if there was a wolf or a tiger behind him, this was what he was most anxious about.

But before he could get out of bed, his ankle was restrained by a hot big hand.

"Where are you going?"

"I'm a little urgent. Can we talk about it when we come back?" Wen Zihuan's words were ignored again.

And this was not the worst. When he was struggling next, his leg twitched... and he accidentally touched Zhou Jingbai's face.

[You can't blame me for this, right? He suddenly moved his face towards me and I kicked him accidentally. No, if he hadn't grabbed me and stopped me from going to the toilet, how could I have kicked him?]

Wen Zihuan was frightened and didn't dare to move. Zhou Jingbai touched his dull and painful cheek and quickly pressed down on him.

Suppressed moans were soon heard from the room, but soon they stopped because Zhou Jingbai forced his mouth open and the suppressed sounds gradually leaked out.

"The sound was too quiet, I couldn't hear it."

When Wen Zihuan woke up, he found that he was lying on the bed in his own room.

Although he felt like he was falling apart now, he wasn't the one who was drunk last night, so of course he still remembered that he was in Zhou Jingbai's room.

However, he soon realized why he was sent here. At this time, Zhou Jingbai beside him turned over and put his hand on his lower abdomen, which made him feel painful and itchy, so he could only move to the side carefully.

Even so, he was still woken up. Zhou Jingbai saw Wen Zihuan's rosy cheeks and two bright eyes blinking at him. There were red spots in the corners of his eyes, which were the traces left by crying last night.

"The bed in my room is dirty and I can't sleep. I can only sleep here and sleep for a while." Zhou Jingbai said bluntly and went back to sleep. Wen

Zihuan was so excited when he said this. When he thought of the scene last night, his face turned red and his heart beat so fast that he almost jumped out.

[How did this guy manage to speak so calmly? And why was he not surprised at all when he just woke up and saw me lying next to him without clothes? And this time he didn't even explain? Didn't you say before that you were so cruel to me because of the side effects of the medicine?

Wen Zihuan felt aggrieved but didn't dare to say it. He woke up at first, but soon fell asleep because he was too tired.

However, Zhou Jingbai suddenly opened his eyes and sat up. He turned his head to look at Wen Zihuan who was already fast asleep and found his mobile phone in the pocket of his clothes on the ground.

But this time there was no call or message.

When Wen Zihuan woke up again, he was the only one in the bed. Although there were traces of someone sleeping next to him, there was no temperature for a long time. It seemed that he had left for a while.

He tried to sit up, but gave up halfway through.

Fortunately, someone brought him breakfast. Wen Zihuan, who was eating breakfast in a daze, suddenly remembered something and dropped the fork in his hand to the ground.

The bed sheets and quilts that were soiled last night must be washed or replaced. This job is definitely not done by Zhou Jingbai, but by the Zhou family's servants. They will definitely see it...

"Ah, I didn't expect that my reputation would be ruined at such a young age." He said with a desperate expression.

Wen Zihuan didn't plan to leave this room today. If possible, he didn't want to go out before leaving here.

Fang Xingluo was sitting opposite Zhou Jingbai when he was having breakfast, and the person who picked up food for him last night was also sitting next to him.

The three of them ate in silence without looking at each other.

"The group called and said that they need me to go over for something. Zihuan suddenly fell ill. Don't let anyone disturb him. Lunch and dinner will be sent to the room."

After Zhou Jingbai got up, he explained to the servant next to him, and then turned around and went out.

Fang Xingluo looked at his leaving figure with a gradually gloomy expression.

In the end, she put down the knife and fork in her hand and walked away, but she went upstairs and went straight to Wen Zihuan's room.

When she got there, the person inside was lying on the bed, looking up at the ceiling, wondering how he should face the servant who was responsible for cleaning up the mess in the room.

The door was opened without any warning, and Wen Zihuan thought that someone was bringing him a drink or something else.

"Just put it on the table." So he waved his hand without even looking up,

"Wen Zihuan."

Wen Zihuan was startled when he heard this, and he glanced and saw that it was really Fang Xingluo.

"Why didn't I realize that you had this kind of trick before? Are you very proud that Brother Jingbo didn't divorce you?" Fang Xingluo's words made him not know whether to cry or laugh at the same time.

My Mr. Fang, what is there for him to be proud of? How could

he be happy when he was so happy about his divorce from Zhou Jingbai that he didn't even have time to make a scene? Aren't rich people's thinking logic different from theirs? Why can't he understand?

Wen Zihuan wanted to retort but he was tired because of the pain in his body and heart. He also felt that if he retorted, he would definitely not end well. After all, this is the Zhou family's old house.

He had no status or say in that family, let alone here, so he had better be careful.

Fang Xingluo thought that he would at least refute or say a few arrogant words, but he didn't expect Wen Zihuan to say a word.