Xue Zhibing lay to recover her strength, and she didn't cry again.

What's the use of crying? It's better to think about how to live after leaving Shengshi.

She struggled to stand up. This is her new apartment. She moved out of Qin Yuanyang's villa three years ago.

That day, he took the woman home and went into his room. That night, she packed up and went to the hotel for a period of time, and bought this small apartment.

She didn't know how she got through the dark days. Seeing Qin Yuanyang, she choked with pain, but she still had to laugh at her work.

Xue Zhibing thinks that if she goes on like this, she will not be far away from schizophrenia.

Qin Yuanyang takes a woman back with integrity. She should have died long ago and should not have any more illusions.

Xue Zhibing looks at herself in the mirror. She washes her face in cold water and goes to the kitchen to cook porridge on crutches.

Life still has to be lived. No matter how hard it is, it will pass.

The Secretary said to the president uneasily, "Xue tezhu can't come."

Miya sobbed and wiped her eyes with a tissue. "Second young master, I don't want Xue tezhu to apologize. I just hope she won't misunderstand me again!"

Qin Yuanyang said to his secretary with a cold face, "fight again."

The secretary called again, "can't get through."

Qin Yuanyang stood up, he went to get the car key, "Xue Zhibing really thought I had no way to her?"

Xiao Yilin followed him up, "I'll go too!"

Miya covers her face to see the second young master go out in a rage. She smiles successfully.

Xue Zhibing is not very proud, she is waiting to see how Xue Zhibing to apologize to her!

Qin Yuanyang's face was gloomy all the way. If he hadn't had a little nephew in the back row, he would have flown to the shabby apartment.

Yes, that woman has a lot of personality. She has to live in a shabby apartment if she doesn't live in a villa. In his eyes, she is challenging his patience.

He Qin Yuanyang can be good to a woman, but not Xue Zhibing.

He parked his car downstairs in his apartment. Qin Yuanyang took his nephew to the 15th floor. Regardless of the children's presence, he raised his hand and smashed the door. "Xue Zhibing, open the door for me!"

He smashed it a few times, but there was no movement inside. Qin Yuanyang asked his nephew to stand by the wall, raised his legs twice and then demolished the door.

Xiaoyilin covers his head. Such a second uncle looks like a bad man!

Qin Yuanyang pushes open the crumbling door. He goes in. There is no one in the small living room. The furnishings are in a mess, unlike Xue Zhibing's style.

He turned to the kitchen and saw Xue Zhibing fall to the ground. There was an overturned pot beside her. The hot porridge sprinkled on her body and her arm was burned out with a large red mark.

Qin Yuanyang pulled in his heart for a moment, and his anger dissipated in an instant. "Damn, are you looking for death?"

Xue Zhibing didn't expect that he would come to her. Qin Yuanyang came to her. Xue Zhibing pushed him away: "don't touch me, I won't go to apologize!"

Qin Yuanyang roared: "you see what you look like, and still make trouble!"

Xue Zhibing was stunned by his roar. Qin Yuanyang had bent down to hold her up.

Xue Zhibing fell into his arms. She didn't know why she cried. Qin Yuanyang's steps were a little confused: "it hurts?"

Xue Zhibing cried so much that she couldn't speak. She heard a worried child voice saying, "second aunt, how did you get hurt?"

Xue Zhibing stops. She wipes her eyes and looks at the living room. "Xiao Yilin, you..."

Qin Yuanyang put her on the sofa and asked, "where is the medicine box?"

Xue Zhibing points to the cupboard. Qin Yuanyang takes the medicine box. He looks at the gauze wrapped around her ankle. He feels as if she has been scratched by some sharp weapon.

"When did it hurt?"