"Come on, apologize to me. Besides, I made you drink." Gu Xiaoai played with the flowers and laughed.

Last night, Zhu Zhiyi was suddenly intoxicated with alcohol. A drunkard of her helped Zhu Zhiyi and a drunkard to see the doctor. Just in the corridor of the small apartment, they bumped into a pile of injuries

And her head also had the scars of hitting a wall in a hotel during the day yesterday.

It's better to wrap it up. When the scar subsides, nothing can be seen.

She can live her life normally.

"Xiao AI, what are you going to do in the future? Back to the magazine? " Zhu Zhiyi supported her body and sat up, half leaning on the head of the bed.

"No, my father is going to get out of prison. He thought I was in graduate school." Gu Xiaoai raised his head from the vase and said faintly, "I can't keep up with graduate school now. I don't know how to make up this lie."

"Casually put a few postgraduate entrance examination books at home to fool the past." Zhu Zhiyi began to give her bad ideas, "or find someone to do false evidence!"

"..." Gu Xiaoai looked at his good friend speechless, "do you have a human way?"

Her father was a man of the day in the shopping mall. Could he be cheated by such tricks?

"I think it's human."

"This is the earth. The earth people live here, not you Martians."

"... you Gu Xiaoai is a Martian."

Two good friends who haven't been entangled together for a long time make fun of each other innocently. Zhu Zhiyi's laughter comes from time to time in the small ward.

Gu Xiaoai agreed with her with a smile.

"Bang --"

The door of the ward was suddenly kicked open from the outside.

Gu Xiaoai is using scissors to cut the extra branches of flowers. Hearing this, she can't help but raise her head, which makes her shocked.

Wujiang and other bodyguards stepped back and forth into the ward and stood in a row with their backs against the wall

Li Jue Feng's tall figure then appeared at the door. His black overcoat gave rise to a haze that people dare not ignore. On his expressionless face, his eyes looked at her face darkly and indifferently.

She got hurt all over again.

Glancing at the woman lying in the hospital bed, Li Jue Feng's displeasure improved slightly.

Gu Xiaoai is still smart and didn't go to Chu Shixiu.

If he finds out, he must have killed them.

"Mr. Li."

Wujiang copied a chair before he got up and put it in the center of the ward.