Chapter 87

Ziyan had just cleaned up her home. Before she could have a rest, the phone rang.

"Feng, I'm back in London."

Seeing that it was Gao Jianfeng, Ziyan picked up her spirits and answered the phone.

"Are you finally willing to come back? Why don't you turn it on? Why don't you answer my phone?"

Gao Jianfeng asked as soon as he opened his mouth.

"We're in the mountains. There may be no signal."

Ziyan said calmly.

As she grew older, she lied more and more, just like a habit. Once she took lying for granted, it would be natural to say it.

"I said to go to Taiwan that day. Why didn't you wait for me?"

Gao Jianfeng's questioning tone became more and more serious.

"I was chased by the police, so I took the waterway."

"What about Zhuo Weiting? Have you seen him?"

With each question, Gao Jianfeng's anger increased a little.

"Yes, ah Feng, who I'm going to see and what I'm going to do should not be in the regulations."

Ziyan was also annoyed. Just ask once. Why do you ask again and again.

"You, we'll see you later. I'm going to your house now. Don't say you want to go out and buy vegetables. Stay away."

Gao Jianfeng disclosed to Ziyan in advance.

"No, actually, I'm going to have a rest. If you want to come, I'll wait. It doesn't matter."

Ziyan yawned, as if to prove that she was really sleepy.

Gao Jianfeng hung up angrily and drove faster.

Ziyan starts to make coffee. Anyway, she doesn't want to get angry with Gao Jianfeng.

He was her friend and the only one. She hoped that this friendship would last a lifetime, but now she felt that it was almost over.

She knows that Gao Jianfeng has sacrificed too much for her, but she really can't force her feelings.

While making coffee, he thought about his son. The child was still like the Zhuo family.

Cold hearted, used to say he would take care of mommy and not separate from Mommy, but he was excited when she said she would go back to Taiwan that day.

Especially last night, she told her son that she had returned to Taiwan, but her son didn't ask him to stay, nor did he say he would come back with her.

He seems to be used to Taiwan and the Zhuo family, which makes her very sad.

When Ziyan coffee was ready, Gao Jianfeng arrived, as if he had calculated the time.

"Sit down. I haven't been at home for a long time. There's nothing at home. You can make do with it."

Ziyan poured coffee for Gao Jianfeng and sat down opposite her first.

She is not used to standing and feels like being punished, but Gao Jianfeng doesn't sit. He keeps looking at Ziyan and staring at her face.

"Yan'er, have you made up with Zhuo Weiting?"

Gao Jianfeng watched Ziyan for a long time before he sat down and asked.

"What do you mean by your reconciliation? Have you met, talked or something else?"

Ziyan looks at Gao Jianfeng and is not used to his way of asking questions.

No matter how she and Zhuo Weiting are, it's also her business. He really shouldn't take care of it.

"Have you met and talked with him? What did you say?"

Gao Jianfeng stood up again. It seemed that he wanted to kill someone.

"What do you think we should say? Ah Feng, he is Xiaoxian's father. Although he is separated, he will always be Xiaoxian's father. Why can't we meet? Can't we talk?"

Ziyan also stood up. She knew that Gao Jianfeng had been preventing her from meeting Zhuo Weiting, but one night husband and wife bairien, not to mention their children.

Nothing else, even for the sake of the child, she must not disappear because she hates him.

"Yan'er, haven't you understood for so many years? He doesn't care about you at all. He doesn't want you."

Gao Jianfeng almost roared.

"Ah Feng, do you know why I insisted on giving birth to Xiaoxian?"

Hearing Gao Jianfeng's words, Ziyan was really sad. At the beginning, he was their witness. He thought he knew, but he didn't.

"I know your goal has been achieved. Take revenge on him with Xiaoxian and make him regret what he did."

Instead of asking for coffee, Gao Jianfeng went to the bar and took out a bottle of whisky.

"You always think so. I insisted on giving birth to Xiaoxian in order to prove my innocence."

Ziyan turns around and hides her tears. She helps Gao Jianfeng take ice and pour wine for him.

"Just for this?"

Gao Jianfeng dared not set the channel.

"Just for this reason, I don't hate him. Although I have resentment when I see the newspaper, I don't hate him. In my past life, he has always been a good person to me. When I am with him, he has given me a lot of happiness, hope, dreams and happiness. I don't hate him as you say."

Ziyan looks calm on the surface, but her heart is full of ups and downs.

"So, from beginning to end, you still think of him? Do you still love him?"

Gao Jianfeng drank up the wine in the cup in one breath, walked to Ziyan and questioned.

"Maybe, but we can never go back to the past. I'm very satisfied with my current life. I don't want to change it."

Ziyan turns around and wants to sit down. She doesn't want to consider too many such problems.

"You're lying. You don't want to change what you do in Taiwan? If you don't want to change, what do you do with him?"

Gao Jianfeng stepped forward and grabbed Ziyan's shoulder. He was still aggressive.

"Ah Feng, we are friends. Why do you force me to explain in this tone?"

Ziyan looked at the hand on her shoulder. Gao Jianfeng had never advised her before.

"You are wrong. Since I saved you, I have never regarded you as a friend. In my heart, you are my woman, and Xiaoxian is naturally my son. So many, I let you pretend and let you avoid. That's because you didn't see Zhuo Weiting, but now you go to see her. Do you want to be together again?"

Gao Jianfeng's other hand also clasped Ziyan's shoulder, and his two hands tightly clasped Ziyan, as if to break her.

"Ah Feng, calm down. We are friends. I always think so."

Ziyan wants to pull Gao Jianfeng's hand out, but his hands, like pliers, can't be pulled out at all.

"Friend, look at me. Friend, I will give you everything. Friend, I will sell myself? Yan'er, can't you face yourself? We've been together for nearly seven years. How long has Zhuo Weiting been with you?"

Gao Jianfeng forces Ziyan to face her.

"Me and him -"

Ziyan suddenly smiled, but it was so bitter.

"The day you saved me was the 100th day after my wedding banquet with Zhuo Weiting."

Looking at Ziyan's disguised smile, Gao Jianfeng felt a pain in his chest and fiercely took Ziyan into his arms.

"Yan'er, things are over. I will never hurt you again."

Gao Jianfeng hugged Ziyan and let her listen to his heartbeat and feel his love.

"Ah Feng, thank you very much, but I really don't want to get involved in marriage. Isn't it good for us to be friends like this?"

Ziyan breaks away from Gao Jianfeng's embrace and looks at Gao Jianfeng seriously.

"No, I want more than friends, Yan'er. Don't you believe me after all these years? I will never hurt you."

Gao Jianfeng was a little anxious when he saw Ziyan's words.

"Ah Feng, I believe you, but I won't get married again. I'm very satisfied with my life now. There will be no injury, no pain, flat and light. I don't want to destroy all this."

Ziyan dodged.

Now life is just what she thinks, except killing.

Don't contact too many people and don't think about how to get along with others. Just be yourself and live in your own world.

"What about Zhuo Weiting? You won't be with him again?"

Gao Jianfeng forced Ziyan to say.

"For so many years, I have never thought of being with him again, but he is Xiaoxian's father. We will certainly see him again."

In this matter, Ziyan doesn't want to marry Gao Jianfeng. She really doesn't want to marry again, even Zhuo Weiting.

Although she felt as if she had returned to the past in the ward, especially the kiss, which made her miss and even think a little, it was not reality.

Now they are people from two worlds. It's really impossible to be together.

"What about Xiaoxian? Why didn't you see Xiaoxian?"

Gao Jianfeng found that he had not seen Xiaoxian for so long.

"He has gone to Taiwan. In the future, he plans to live with Zhuo Weiting."

Ziyan avoids Gao Jian's air duct.

She didn't want to question Gao Jianfeng with such words. He said that Zhuo Weiting was not right in front of his son, which had been rejected by Xiaoxian. It would be bad for the child if he left his son in London again.

"Did you give him to Zhuo Weiting? Did you see him again?"

Gao Jianfeng's voice suddenly changed, like a different person, cold and terrible.

"Xiaoxian has the right to decide whether he wants to be with his father or his mother."

Ziyan was really afraid of the fierce sword wind at this time.

Don't talk to Gao Jianfeng for seven years. I've never seen him so angry or crazy.

"I'm just asking you, have you seen Zhuo Weiting? Have you been in contact?"

Gao Jianfeng forces Ziyan step by step, and Ziyan instinctively retreats.

"Ah Feng, although I joined the dark night, I never promised not to see Zhuo Weiting."

Ziyan is very scared. Her body is stuck to the back wall.

"You know, I haven't wanted you to go to Taiwan for so many years. Do you know why?"

Gao Jianfeng's evil eyes were filled with jealousy. He really hated Ziyan. He took his heart and lungs out to Ziyan, but she never cared.

"Ah Feng, will you calm down and be rational? Strictly speaking, this is my private affair, I......"

Ziyan's eyes closed in fear, because Gao Jianfeng's hand pinched his chin.

"Yan'er, it has never been your private affair between you and him. Since I saved you, I regret that I married you. I thought that as long as you are happy, as long as you are happy, everything else is not important, but you are not happy with him, so I won't let go. Whether you love me or not, I want it all my life Confine you to me. "

Gao Jianfeng looked at Ziyan's eyes and slowly pasted her face.

Seven years, he waited for seven years, took care of seven years, and finally helped people raise flowers.

Ziyan didn't hide. She knew her power very well. She couldn't hide, and she was a little selfish. She wanted to know whether different people kiss the same.

When Gao Jianfeng's lips touched Ziyan's lips, she only felt cold.

From his lips, she felt his anger and his grievance. Although there was no nausea, there was no strange feeling.

When Gao Jianfeng tried to pry open her lips and tongue, she wanted to push it away, but his legs were trapped in his legs and his hands were clamped on his head.

She could not avoid, could not refuse, and when the angry kiss deepened, her tears burst into her eyes.

"Are you crying? Is it because of him?"