Jing Junzhuo could see at a glance that Zhan Hengyi would never let Jiang Deqing leave Nanyang alive.
However, Jing Junzhuo didn't care, nor did he want to remind Jiang Deqing to be careful.
Because from the moment Jiang Deqing brought Nan Chengcheng to Nanyang without his knowledge, he no longer considered Jiang Deqing his own.
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Nan Chengcheng and Zhan Hengyi were taken to the wooden house where she woke up.
Zhan Hengyi checked the house carefully and found no eavesdropping devices. Then he hugged her in his arms, sighed deeply, and wrapped her body in his arms, tighter and tighter.
Fortunately, fortunately she is fine.
On his way here, many possibilities emerged in his mind, each of which would make him heartbroken to death. Fortunately, nothing happened.
She is safe and sound.
"Is there a problem with the money, or with the check?" Nan Chengcheng whispered in his arms.
Zhan Hengyi looked down at her and said, "I can't hide anything from you.
Anyway, don't worry, we'll leave early tomorrow morning."
After saying that, he kissed her.
Nan Chengcheng's fair cheeks turned slightly red, and as their lips and teeth intertwined, she murmured emotionally, "Zhan Hengyi, let me be your real woman, now."
She had a bad feeling, afraid that if she died here, she would have regrets.
He rested his forehead against hers and said, "Wait for us to get home, dear.
This place is not worthy of the pure and beautiful you.
I will keep you alive and we will live.
We will go back to Jiangcheng and watch countless sunrises and sunsets together."
The moment he spoke, his eyes glanced out the window not far away and saw a burning gaze looking towards their window.
It can be vaguely determined that they are Jing Junzhuo and General Bo.
Zhan Hengyi put his arm around her waist and turned her around, with his back facing the window.
He leaned over and kissed her.
Slowly and slowly, red dots bloomed wherever it went.
Nan Chengcheng felt a little unfamiliar with him, but she was very happy.
Because you like someone, you want him to touch you.
Nan Chengcheng didn't see the person looking in from the window, and her expression was extremely painful at this moment.
"Zhan Hengyi, I really miss you." She closed her eyes and said softly.
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They slept in each other's arms until night.
Nan Chengcheng changed into a gilded sarong and draped a tulle over her shoulders, as if to cover up the marks, and appeared at the dinner party.
But everyone could see the marks on her fair neck, round and small shoulders, and collarbone.
That was Zhan Hengyi's longing for her and his exclusiveness towards her, and he meant to tell all men to stay away from his woman.
The dinner was held in the Golden Pagoda.
Guests sat on the floor at long golden tables, and each plate of sumptuous food was accompanied by curry and basil leaves.
Meng took out the strongest wine to entertain everyone.
Nan Chengcheng looked at the several pregnant wives beside Meng. She walked over to them and sat down, seemingly chatting with them casually about makeup and sarongs, but in fact she quietly took away their golden-brown hair scattered on the sarongs, with a cunning flash in her eyes.
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