"My room is yours." Quan Huaichen's tone was gentle, with a little comforting meaning, but there was an indescribable ambiguity.

"I, we are like this... no, can't we?" Zhao Nanyi's voice was very soft. Hearing him say this, he was a little nervous and panicked, but in the end he couldn't resist the sleepiness coming.

Just now, because she was worried about him, she was very focused. Now that he was back safely, she suddenly relaxed and her tiredness became stronger.

She leaned against his shoulder, and her clear eyes seemed to close in the next second.

"Why can't an unmarried couple sleep together?"

Quan Huaichen looked at her half-awake look and chuckled, and a slightly coaxed tone sounded: "No, I'll carry you to bed."

Zhao Nanyi couldn't react at all, and nodded obediently according to his words.

Quan Huaichen chuckled, "Wait for the New Year, I will take you home. My stinky daughter-in-law always wants to meet her parents-in-law."

Zhao Nanyi was trapped and didn't hear clearly what he was saying. She responded softly, "Yeah."

Then, leaned against his shoulder and fell asleep.

After struggling all night, she was really sleepy and tired.

He hugged her and quickly walked into the bedroom, put her into the soft bed, hugged her into his arms, and let her squirm gently in his arms until he found the most comfortable position to fall asleep.

Soon, her even breathing sounded.

He kissed her forehead, but he couldn't sleep all night.

What happened today is really strange.

The caregiver was killed, perhaps because of some grudges and revenge, but it was too coincidental that there was a power outage in the monitoring room at that time.

Coupled with Song Zhengyan's reaction, Quan Huaichen always felt a sense of indescribable strangeness.

He looked at the person in his arms, but his heart felt inexplicably uneasy.

He hugged her arms and tightened the force slightly. When he was unable to love and his heart was dark, this beam of light shone in. It was she who asked him to let go of the past and shine again.

He never allowed the light to disappear from the moment she appeared.

He reached out and closed the quilt and whispered in her ear: "Good night, my fiancée."

The next day, the murder of a nursing worker in Jianglin Hospital remained unabated.

At 10 o'clock in the morning, Jianglin Hospital held a press conference, and Quan Huaichen was the spokesperson for the hospital.

When the press conference is held, it is just the time to prepare for the filming.

Zhao Nanyi was obviously restless.

"What's wrong with you?" Jiang Liu looked at her uneasy, looked at her phone from time to time, and asked, "If you are in a bad state, don't force yourself to work. This will only backfire and you can't do anything well."

"Teacher Jiang, I'm fine." She wanted to believe Quan Huaichen. He was so powerful that he would definitely be able to deal with those stingy reporters.

"Is it really okay?" Jiang Liu obviously didn't believe what she said.

Zhao Nanyi took a deep breath and looked at him and nodded, "Maybe he didn't sleep well last night."

"Well, I can see that these dark circles are too obvious. What did you do last night? Anyway, I definitely didn't concentrate on studying photography technology."

Zhao Nanyi's cheeks were slightly red when Jiang Liu teased her, and she felt a little embarrassed.

"She must have been worried that my second brother would go last night!" Suddenly, a clear and nice voice sounded.
Chapter completed!