Han Xiaofen seemed to have lost all her strength and nodded dully.

As the sun sets, flocks of wild geese fly south in late autumn.

Zhou Liwan sighed, "Okay, it's getting late. If the person involved doesn't call the police about Zhou Qingya's matter, the police have no right to intervene. So what to do is up to you guys."

Zhou Liwan and Jiang Shiyue looked at each other, then they nodded to Han Xiaofen and left the hospital.

"How is it? Are you hungry? Let me take you to dinner first." Jiang Shiyue fastened his seat belt and turned to Zhou Liwan and said.

Zhou Liwan was a little tired, and nodded slowly: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Seeing her like this, Jiang Shiyue felt a little distressed, so he stopped talking so that she could have a rest.

There happened to be a private restaurant nearby that I often went to. It had a beautiful environment, was very private, and was quiet.

Just enough to let her be quiet for a while.

The car drove for about ten minutes. The restaurant was a single-family bungalow designed like a Beijing courtyard house.

It has quite a flavor.

Not long after Jiang Shiyue brought Zhou Liwan in, another luxury car parked at the gate of the yard.

After the man got out of the car, he stared at the two men with dark eyes, then followed them in slowly.

Zhou Liwan was quite satisfied with the environment and atmosphere here. He sat in his seat and stared blankly.

"Is there anything in particular you'd like to eat?"

Jiang Shiyue opened the menu and looked at it slowly. Zhou Liwan glanced at the colorful menu on his side and was too lazy to start. "I'm fine with anything. Just order whatever you like."

Jiang Shiyue shook his head in amusement, then quietly ordered food from the waiter.

Zhou Liwan casually drank a few sips of water, his mind full of what happened that day.

There were too many and too many things, giving her a headache.

Seeing that the food had not been served yet, Zhou Liwan wanted to go to the bathroom first.

She stood up and looked at Jiang Shiyue: "I'm going to the bathroom first."

He nodded, but his eyes were filled with worry as he looked at her.

He also knew that so many things had happened to her today that her mind must be in a mess.

Seeing her dazed look, he felt a little worried. After hesitating for three seconds, he finally followed her.

Zhou Liwan took a deep breath and patted his cheeks, trying to quickly forget those things. Just as he passed an empty box, he was suddenly pulled in by a pair of hands.

Zhou Liwan's breathing stopped suddenly, and when she saw the person in front of her clearly, she was already pressed tightly against the door panel by the other person, unable to move.

"Uncle... why is it you?" Zhou Liwan's voice sounded a little surprised and a little scared. This kind of posture was not what should happen between the two of them.

It's too ambiguous.

Shen Nanzhou looked down at Zhou Liwan. The lights in the box were not on. The only source of light was the dim light in the corridor coming through the glass door.

Zhou Liwan saw Shen Nanzhou staring at her, and felt a little scared: "Uncle?"

Shen Nanzhou asked lightly, "Are you really in love with that policeman named Jiang?"

Zhou Liwan obviously didn't expect him to ask this question, and was stunned: "What?"

"In addition to holding your hand, did your boyfriend kiss you?" He leaned over slightly to look at her at eye level. "Did you kiss like you kissed me that night?"

Zhou Liwan's head suddenly buzzed. She stared at Shen Nanzhou in disbelief with her eyes wide open. He was pretending that night!

Zhou Liwan opened his mouth, too surprised to speak.

Shen Nanzhou continued to move closer, his tone full of danger: "Why do you want to do that to me when you already have a boyfriend, huh?"

Zhou Liwan was almost suffocated by the other party's aggressive aura and turned around and wanted to leave.

Shen Nanzhou suddenly approached, put out his hand and pressed the door behind her, and the door, which had just opened a crack, closed again.

The noise attracted a tall figure to stop at the door of the box.

Zhou Liwan was a little helpless and looked up at Shen Nanzhou: "I thought you were drunk that night, and I just wanted to comfort you, there was no other intention."

"No other meaning?" Shen Nanzhou's lazy voice was charmingly hoarse, "If you didn't have feelings for me, would you kiss me so seriously? I almost couldn't control myself at that time."

Zhou Liwan paused for a moment and pursed her lips.

She tried to tell herself that she just felt sorry for him at the time and had no other thoughts.

She was just about to raise her head to explain to the man, but she didn't expect him to lower his head and kiss her.

Zhou Liwan was kissed right in the middle of the kiss and tried to dodge, but was held firmly in his big hands.

"Hmm~" Zhou Liwan made a ridiculous sound, but quickly swallowed it. She had never experienced such a warm and fiery kiss, as if he was going to execute her on the spot.

The man's hot breath kept coming towards her, burning her and making her sweat.

She struggled desperately to push the man away, but Shen Nanzhou ignored her and reached out to hug her. He pressed towards Zhou Liwan more and more passionately, pried open her lips and probed inside.

Zhou Liwan's mind was in a mess, and she was afraid that Jiang Shiyue, who had not returned yet, would come looking for her.

Shen Nanzhou's lips rubbed and sucked Zhou Liwan's rosy breasts wantonly, but his eyes looked at the man outside the door provocatively.

The two men stared at each other across the door, as if they were showing off their sovereignty, or performing a show.

The next second, the man withdrew his gaze and directly held the girl's face for a more passionate French kiss.

Knowing that Zhou Liwan was about to suffocate, Shen Nanzhou slowly let go of her. Their foreheads were touching, and his breath was spraying on her face.

Zhou Liwan was exhausted from the torture and said weakly, "Let me go."

Shen Nanzhou ignored her and whispered in her ear: "Break up with him, you have a better choice, don't you?"

Zhou Liwan was so angry that she pushed him away: "Do you know what you are talking about? Do you know what you are doing? I am your niece!"

Shen Nanzhou sneered nonchalantly: "You know we are not a family at all, right? The blood flowing in our bodies is different. To you, I am just a man."

Zhou Liwan didn't say anything else, just looked at him seriously.

Although it is not right to think this way, Zhou Liwan still feels that Shen Nanzhou at this moment is the real him. After all, he has such a bohemian gene.

The man who appears to be a gentleman, polite and tactful in his daily life is just a disguise.

That's how he fooled everyone.

Including herself, for so long she had always thought that Shen Nanzhou was an upright elder.

But gradually, something would happen that shattered her fantasy.