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"Ugh …" I said that Grandma Qian would be here soon. If she sees you in my room, then we won't be able to wash ourselves even if we jump into the Yellow River! " Zhuo Yanfeng gritted his teeth and said.

"Why do you need to wash up? We used to sleep together." Han Muyun said as if it was a matter of course.

"Shh!" Zhuo Nianfeng pricked up his ears and listened for what was happening outside. Before Han Muyun could react, he dragged him off the bed and stuffed him into the wardrobe.

Pa da, the door opened and lights came on. Grandma Qian stuck her head in and said, "Good child, wake up …" "Eh, it's quite early today?"

Zhuo Yanfeng stood next to the wardrobe and vigorously nodded his head. "That's right, I'm looking for clothes …"

"You can turn on the lights. Grandma isn't the type to be stingy with her electricity bills." Grandma Qian nodded in satisfaction. "I'll go get another boy to get up."

"Grandmother! I'll shout! " Zhuo Yanfeng immediately raised his hand and said.

"That's fine too. Hurry up and wash up. I'll go make breakfast." As she closed the door, the sound of her footsteps gradually disappeared down the stairs.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Han Muyun pushed open the wardrobe door with force. His angry black eyes lost all sleepiness, and he seemed to be completely awake.

"I told you to get up." Zhuo Yanfeng looked at the tightly shut door and softly said.

Business at the cake house had been busy since morning.

When Zhuo Yanfeng returned from delivering the cake in the morning, he saw another familiar figure in the distance — it was Ouyang Qingxue.

She was standing by Han Muyun's side, talking to Grandpa Zhang with a sweet smile.

Zhuo Yanfeng couldn't help but stop his steps and bit his lips. She was discharged so quickly?

He didn't expect to catch up to Han Muyun and come here.

Having Han Muyun was already a headache, but now there was Ouyang Qingxue. With the two of them in the same boat, Zhuo Yanfeng only felt that his future would be even more miserable!

Secretly sighing, Zhuo Nianfeng didn't know how to face the two of them.

She had clearly indicated that she liked Han Muyun and would wait for his reply.

But Han Muyun still wanted to get engaged to Ouyang Qingxue. If things continued like this, who knew how long their relationship would last.

I might as well make a decision.

If he were to marry Ouyang Qingxue, he might as well end things right now.

When Zhuo Yanfeng thought of this, he couldn't help but jump in fright.

She promised Han Muyun … I'll wait for him.

Moreover, even if she made a decision, she wouldn't be able to let him go …

However, as long as Han Muyun and Ouyang Qingxue were together, Zhuo Nianfeng wouldn't be able to calm down.

This kind of entanglement... What was it?

What was the difference between Han Muyun's gentleness last night and his gentleness to Ouyang Qingxue today?

I might as well... Exit now.

It was even more fair to Ouyang Qing Xue to have logged out of this game and allowed him to do so.

When Zhuo Yanfeng thought of this, he could not help but feel even more heartache.

She will never be free again... As long as Han Muyun was here, she wouldn't be free.

His gaze involuntarily swept past the crowd and landed on Han Muyun. He was once the youngster of his entire world. He said, wait for him, he said, believe him.

However, in the face of such feelings, Zhuo Yanfeng could no longer wait quietly.

She really wished that she was Ouyang Yu …

Or as mature as Ouyang Yu...

Zhuo Yanfeng returned to the store with mixed emotions. Seeing the perfect smile on Ouyang Qingxue's face, he froze. He turned his head around and didn't bother to hide his hatred towards her.

Now, she didn't even need to wear a mask towards Zhuo Yanfeng.

"Feng, a new friend came today. Let's get along." The old tutor didn't seem to notice the subtle changes in their emotions at all as he turned to greet the guests after he finished smiling.

Zhuo Yanfeng and Ouyang Qing Xue looked at each other for a long time before Han Muyun finally said, "Go do something!"

"Han Muyun is my man, you better stay away from him." In the operation room, Ouyang Qingxue looked at Granny Qian, who was busying herself on the other side of the room, and said in a low voice to Zhuo Yanfeng.

"Then you should look after him yourself." Zhuo Yanfeng replied indifferently, carefully tracing the patterns on the cake.

She hadn't taken the initiative to provoke Han Muyun recently.

Ever since he had promised Han Muyun that he would wait for him, Zhuo Nianfeng was prepared to become an invisible man and patiently wait.

However, Han Muyun came to find her again and again, afraid that she would forget about him.

"Han Sifeng, you don't have the qualifications to argue with me. If it wasn't for my brother taking you in, you wouldn't even know where you'd be right now! But now, not only do you not know to repay my brother's kindness, you even pestered my fiance and hurt me with Liu Zihui. Are you a human or not, do you have a conscience? "

Ouyang Qing Xue was fuming as she interrogated Zhuo Yanfeng in a low voice.

"That's between me and Ouyang Yu." As for your injuries, they have nothing to do with me, right? " When Zhuo Yanfeng heard her mention injuries, he could not help but laugh with interest.

"You …" Ouyang Qingxue was livid.

"Also, don't compare you to Ouyang Ziyun." Zhuo Yanfeng glanced at her hands, which were still wrapped in gauze, and saw that they didn't need to do anything.

Of course, Zhuo Yanfeng knew what Ouyang Yu had done to her.

His good feelings towards himself were deeply branded in Zhuo Yanfeng's heart and would never be erased.

He was the man who had extended his hand to her when he was at his weakest.

He was giving her enough space to see herself clearly and to learn how to become stronger.

In fact, he was the one who taught Zhuo Yanfeng how to control his own fate in the face of adversity.

He was also someone Zhuo Yanfeng admired from the bottom of his heart.

Therefore, whenever Zhuo Yanfeng made a decision in his life, he would think about what he would do if she were Ouyang Yu.

Half a year ago or even earlier, Zhuo Yanfeng could have left him and had the ability to take care of himself.

However, he suddenly hesitated.

Because of that invisible affection, he hesitated and stayed in his villa, smiling along with him as he watched him frown.

Zhuo Yanfeng's heart always had a feeling that he couldn't let go. If he didn't see him happy, then he wouldn't be able to leave him alone to face the cold world.

Yes, Ouyang Yu's world was cold and lonely.

Apart from the astonishingly beautiful Madame Ouyang, he seemed to no longer have any warm concerns.

This included Ouyang Qing Xue. Although he looked like he was getting along well with her, they still didn't have a warm relationship with each other.

"You … You don't know what's good for you. My brother treats you so well, but you don't cherish him. You'll regret it one day if you step on two boats with one foot. My brother will lose you, and you won't be able to get Han Muyun either! " Ouyang Qingxue hatefully lowered her voice and said.

"Do you know Ouyang Yu?" Zhuo Yanfeng lowered his head to arrange the strawberries. He didn't know why, but he suddenly had the urge to ask her, "Your big brother, have you tried to understand it by heart?"

Ouyang Qing Xue froze for a moment. Then, she sneered and said, "He's my big brother, of course I know him."

"You don't know anything about it like that, do you?" Zhuo Yanfeng put away the finished fruit cake, picked it up and walked out, "He is very lonely, he needs your concern."

When he walked out of the operation room, he saw Han Muyun leaning against the door, seemingly filled with worry.

"Room six, 8 Hua Lun Road." Zhuo Yanfeng passed the cake to him and said indifferently.

"Are you angry?" Han Muyun didn't reach out to grab the cake, but asked softly.

When he saw Ouyang Qingxue today, he knew that his peaceful life was about to come to an end.

On the other hand, Ouyang Qingxue should have been recovering from her injuries for a month before the scars completely faded away. As a person who loved beauty, she couldn't wait to follow him regardless of the wounds.

"What are you angry about?" Zhuo Yanfeng asked back.

Han Muyun wanted to say something, but hesitated. He finally took the cake and walked out.

"Girl, the cake for the second unit of the Wuan District, 405, hurry!"

Zhuo Nianfeng looked at his back, and was in the midst of his depression, so she shouted at me.

"Yes sir!" Zhuo Yanfeng came back to his senses and walked inside.

In the Ringyu sector.

Zhuo Yanfeng quickly arrived at room five on the fourth floor. He pressed the doorbell and his heart began beating rapidly for no reason.

The feeling that he would be rejected returned.

The door opened and a girl with long hair stood inside, looking curiously at Zhuo Yanfeng.

"Excuse me, is this Miss Qi …" Before he could finish his words, Zhuo Yanfeng stopped in his tracks.

It was because she saw the figure that walked over from behind the long-haired girl — — Qi Yuanyuan.

She looked more haggard and older, as if she didn't want to be a girl of eighteen or nineteen at all.

"Who?" Qi Yuan held the cigarette in her mouth and frowned. She glanced at Zhuo Yanfeng and actually didn't recognize him.

"Cousin, send the cake." The long-haired girl took the cake, turned her head and said, "There's a card on it."

"Let me see." Qi Yuan picked up the card outside and her eyes suddenly turned red. She muttered, "He's gone …" "He really left …"

"Qin Yao?" Zhuo Yanfeng subconsciously said.

"You …" At this moment, Qi Yuan started to look at Zhuo Yanfeng with tears in her eyes.

The short-haired girl in front of him was very refreshing. She had clean and clean hair, snow-white skin, and clear eyes. She was very similar to the little follower who liked Qin Yao back in the day …

"Where did Qin Yao go?" Zhuo Yanfeng could not help but ask, and when he saw her staring at him blankly, he immediately added, "I'm Zhuo …" "Han Sifeng!"

"Didn't you go to another city? How did you become a little sister delivering cakes? " Qi Yuan was obviously more surprised than sad as she asked in surprise.

「 Let's not talk about me for now. What happened to Qin Yao?」

"He's going to England." Qi Yuan looked at the card and said quietly, "The 11 o'clock plane …"

"Won't you drive him to the airport?" Zhuo Yanfeng looked at the time anxiously. It was already ten o'clock.

Qi Yuan fell silent and smoked heavily, the dark circles in her eyes becoming more obvious.

"I'm not going." After a long time, she finally spoke.

"Qin Yao, he …"

"I won't go, I won't see him again …" "I can't see him again …"

Qi Yuan's tears gushed out immediately, "If possible, if you see him, tell him that I've never loved him!"

After she finished speaking, she forcefully closed the door, blocking Zhuo Yanfeng's path.