Qiao Jingxue was stunned: "Where do you want me to go?"

"If you go abroad, you can go anywhere." Zhao Hanchen said in an emotionless voice: "Don't contact me from now on. We don't owe each other anything."

"Are you crazy?" Qiao Jingxue murmured and shook her head. Her eyes were fixed on Zhao Hanchen, filled with unwillingness: "You tell me now that we don't owe each other anything? Zhao Hanchen

Hanchen, you are simply dreaming, you owe me, you will owe me your whole life."

Zhao Han looked at her going crazy calmly.

His drooping phoenix eyes were full of impatience, and he was extremely indifferent.

By now, all his patience had been worn away.

Now, no matter what Qiao Jingxue thinks, it is impossible for him to be soft-hearted towards her again.

What he owed her, he had already paid off.

"Zhao Hanchen, what do you mean if you don't speak?"

Qiao Jingxue tightly grasped the quilt under her hand, looking at Zhao Han's unimpressed face, she couldn't help but feel a bit of bitterness and hatred: "Do you look down on me? Do you think I am desperate now, and I am just a lost dog?

You can’t stand up, right?”

"Calm down, the wound on your body has just been sutured and you need to rest calmly."

Zhao Hanchen reminded lightly, paused, and continued: "I have said everything that needs to be said. You can take care of yourself. Someone will pick you up and leave later."

Qiao Jingxue saw that Zhao Hanchen really didn't intend to help her anymore.

But why? Was the original love fake?

How could he be so cruel to himself!

"I won't leave..." Qiao Jingxue suddenly turned over and pulled out the needle on the back of her hand.

Blood drops quickly spattered out, but she didn't care at all. She just climbed out of bed in embarrassment and fell at Zhao Hanchen's feet: "Hanchen, please help me. Please help me one last time. I will

Everyone is safe and will not provoke Cheng Weiyue again."

"How else do you want to cause trouble? Are you risking the whole Qiao family and your own life?" Zhao Hanchen looked at Qiao Jingxue lying on the ground, but felt a little compassion, and kindly advised: "You are going abroad now.

It is the best choice. Qiao Jingxue, you are still young, you can start over."

Qiao Jingxue lay on the ground and did not respond. She lowered her head, and blood was still coming out from the back of her hand, which was dazzling red.

Zhao Hanchen had to admit that he still felt soft-hearted for a moment after all.

But this matter is now out of control. He doesn't want to take care of it and can't.

He walked out and Qiao Jingxue was the only one left in the room.

In the night, the shadow of the lamp reflected her pale and desolate profile.

This time, it's really over.

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It snowed heavily the next morning in the southern suburbs.

There was no sign, but it was said to be a rare snowstorm in ten years. With such weather, the filming of the TV series would naturally be delayed.

Zhou Jingwei was also trapped in the southern suburbs, together with Cheng Weiyue.

Fortunately, Zhou Siheng is still in the Zhou Group and can temporarily handle the complex and trivial matters.

In the early morning, when Cheng Weiyue was still sleeping, Zhou Jingwei walked to the living room of the suite and answered Zhou Siheng's phone.

On the other end, his voice was a little hoarse and tired: "You don't have to worry about Zhou, I have stabilized it for you. Now you just need to stay with Cheng Weiyue. By the way, how is her injury?

How are you doing?"

"The doctor said that the gauze can be removed in a few days," Zhou Jingwei looked at the hotel menu casually, flipping through it and asked, "What's the reaction from the Qiao family?"

"Of course we have to abandon the soldiers to protect the commander, and the important matters of the Qiao family come first. As for Qiao Jingxue, they don't dare to pursue it." After Zhou Siheng said this, he sighed on the other end of the phone: "You should worry about the internal affairs of the Zhou family first.

What we did this time was too extreme and was not conducive to everyone’s trust in the master’s family.”

"What do you need to trust?" Zhou Jingwei smiled casually. He adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and said in a calm voice, "As long as you learn to obey."

Zhou Siheng couldn't help but laugh: "If others hear this, I don't know how to arrange it for you."

"Who cares?" Zhou Jingwei sneered, with a hint of disdain in his eyebrows: "I only care about the people I think are important."

The two chatted for a few more words, probably because they had some official business to deal with. Zhou Siheng took the initiative and said, "Brother, let's not talk about it for now. I'm going to get busy."

Cheng Weiyue woke up at this time. She got off the bed, stood at the door frame, and watched Zhou Jingwei look back after hearing the voice after hanging up the phone.

His eyes were a little tired, and his pretty features were noble and touching.

Cheng Weiyue heard him say: "There is good news and bad news about a person, which one do you want to hear first?"

"Bitterness first, sweetness later, let's hear the bad news first." Cheng Weiyue said with a smile.

"The bad news is that Li Qi sent someone over in the morning to inform us that filming will be temporarily suspended during this period."

When Cheng Weiyue just woke up and saw the heavy snow outside the window, she had already guessed it.

She nodded and asked, "What's the good news?"

"The good news is that I have temporarily arranged Zhou's work, and I can stay here with you." Qiao Jingxue stood up slowly, took a long step, and walked to Cheng Weiyue.

He curled his lips slightly, with a smile that confuses all living beings: "Christmas is coming soon. I will spend Christmas with you before going back."

"Will this delay your work?" Cheng Weiyue asked with happy eyebrows, but still a little uneasy.

"What work is more important than you and can be said to be delayed?" Zhou Jingwei sighed and whispered: "Yueyue, there is nothing more important than you."

He picked her up and walked to the sofa nearby to sit down.

Cheng Weiyue was startled by his sudden hug: "Why are you hugging me so suddenly?"

"It's cold on the ground and you're not wearing socks." He said calmly.

Cheng Weiyue looked at her round toes and curled up shyly.

Zhou Jingwei put the menu on her lap and whispered: "What do you want for breakfast?"

"There's nothing in particular that I want to eat..." Cheng Weiyue flipped through a few pages at random and pointed to the Tingzi porridge on it: "How about some porridge?"

"I've already ordered this, what else do I want to order?"

"How do you know I want to eat this?" Cheng Weiyue asked curiously.

"I don't know, but you have just had surgery and need to eat lighter." Zhou Jingwei pinched her face and said, "No spicy food is allowed these days."

Breakfast was delivered quickly.

In addition to Tingzi porridge, I also ordered a stack of shrimp dumplings and a portion of rice rolls.

They are all Cantonese dim sum.

The porridge had just been brought out of the pot and was steaming hot. Zhou Jingwei patiently cooled it down one bite at a time and fed it to Cheng Weiyue's mouth.
Chapter completed!