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The buzzing sound of his phone broke his train of thought. Ji Weiyang coldly looked at the display, then frowned and switched off his phone.

All along, because of his guilt, he had always been meticulous to Lu Anqi, but guilt was after all, not love.

He started the engine and was about to drive away when the car suddenly shook. Someone had actually chased him.

Ji Weiyang opened the door and got off the car. It was Chief Wu's Audi from the Health Bureau. As soon as Chief Wu saw that it was Ji Weiyang, he was stunned and immediately bowed to apologize, "Chief Ji? "Sorry, sorry, sorry. The tires slipped in the snow and the driver did not brake."

"Ji Weiyang glanced at the back of the carriage and saw that there were additional cuts on it, so he was fine. The weather is not good, so your driver should be careful, safety first. " Ji Weiyang replied indifferently.

"Yes, yes." Chief Wu nodded repeatedly and asked again, "Ji always comes to see his wife off to work? Mrs. Ji and her wife are very fond of each other. "

Ji Weiyang lowered his eyes and went silent, but he had a bad feeling about this.

Chief Wu didn't know the whole story, so he continued, "There's not much work in the Bureau this Friday. If you don't let Madam Ji rest for a day, you can accompany Director Ji to repair the car, and the Bureau will report everything."

Ji Weiyang smiled indifferently, "There's no need to go through so much trouble. Just let the secretary send you to the 4S store and let Zhan Yan work properly." He opened the door and got in. He started the engine and the dark green Land Rover shot away like an arrow.

Only the heavens knew how much he wanted to see her, but when Zhan Yan saw him, she would feel even more sad. It would be better to take a look from afar, even if it meant drinking poison to quench one's thirst.

At this time, Ji Weiyang hated this feeling of not being able to see or love each other, but he was completely helpless.

Without Ji Weiyang, Zhan Yan lived a very peaceful life. Every day, she would go to and from work, and after work, she would occasionally eat and chat with his comrades. Zhan Yan realized that these people could live peacefully together when there were no benefits to be had.

She came across an online novel by chance and browsed through it a few times. She wasn't too interested in tombs being stolen. Then one day she went to the bookstore to look up information and suddenly found the online novel on the bookstore's best-seller shelf, in the most conspicuous position.

Zhan Yan stopped in her tracks, as if she had received inspiration. The way to transfer knowledge is not limited to paper publishing. After going back, Zhan Yan spent some money to register a small website and reorganize Professor Dong's manuscript. She then typed it into the computer bit by bit and posted it onto the internet. Moreover, not long after, there was a publisher who took the initiative to contact Zhan Yan to discuss on publishing. Regarding the issue of the salary for the script, Zhan Yan was not concerned, she had only raised two conditions. First, she wanted it to be published as soon as possible, and secondly, the author would use Professor Dong's name.

During the weekend, Zhan Yan and Du Xiaomo had an appointment at the dining hall to eat. Zhan Yan arrived first and ordered a glass of willow juice. She sat at a seat close to the window and watched the cars go by. Then, she saw Du Xiaomo getting off from a military car, and the car left very quickly, so much that Zhan Yan did not see the man's face clearly. It was only by using the license plate alone, that she could tell that the man's status was extraordinary.

Du Xiaomo had arrived late, and was constantly complaining about the traffic jam at the peak of the hour.

Zhan Yan gave a faint smile, "Even an army car is blocking?"

Du Xiaomo's face changed, she looked out the window awkwardly, "You, you saw it all?"

Zhan Yan lightly grasped the transparent glass in her hand. Her pale white face did not have much emotion as she asked, "You broke up with Brother Yuxuan?"

Du Xiaomo replied depressingly, "Yes, it's over. It's been a while, we were not suitable to each other to begin with."

From the very beginning, she knew that Gao Yuxuan was unable to let Zhan Yan go. Furthermore, with her kind of family, and such an awkward identity, what they needed was a man who could support her and make her proud in front of her family. As for whether she loved him or not, it wasn't important. Love itself is an expensive luxury, having nature is good, no similar can live.

"Alright, alright, stop talking about me. Let's talk about you and Ji Weiyang." Du Xiaomo waved her hand, obviously not willing to talk about the man in the carriage.

"We have nothing to say." The light in Zhan Yan's eyes flickered, and her expression became even paler.

Du Xiaomo ordered a cup of coffee and put in a lot of milk. You really don't intend to reunite with him? "I heard that he's not doing well recently. She's making herself like a machine for making money. If she continues like this, it won't be long before she dies from overwork."

As Du Xiaomo said that, she secretly sized up Zhan Yan's reaction, only to see her calmly looking out the window, as calm as ever. Du Xiaomo sighed, and continued, "Although Ji Weiyang was a little bastard in the past, but I can tell that he is true to you, and that it is only this one time that a person can love their entire life to the fullest. Didn't you think about giving him another chance? "

The corner of Zhan Yan's lips slightly raised, her smiling face was extremely light, and one could not tell if her smile was bitter or sweet. "I don't know." She replied perfunctorily. In truth, she really did not know that in this period of time she had been separated, whenever she thought of Ji Weiyang, her heart would still be in pain. She knew that if she wanted to completely erase from her mind, she would not be able to do so in her entire life.

Every single time they quarreled, hurt, and recombined, they would always end up in the established mode of interaction. Zhan Yan had enough of those injuries that only existed in the name of love, she did not want to repeat the same mistakes again. Right, Teacher Dong's book is about to be published. " Zhan Yan changed the topic and showed the sample manual to Du Xiaomo.

Du Xiaomo casually flipped through a few pages, her face still carrying a look of disbelief, she never thought that Zhan Yan would actually publish the book. "Not bad, you really did it. You can take this to Teacher Dong's funeral now."

"What?" Zhan Yan opened her eyes wide in shock.

"What's there to be surprised about? Isn't she very sick already?" Du Xiaomo said indifferently, "However, I finally understand why she handed over these manuscripts to you."

Zhan Yan did not say anything, only looked at her in shock, and waited for her answer. Du Xiaomo then let out a mocking snort, "When Teacher Dong died, her two sons did not shed a tear, they were still calculating how much the funeral would cost. They only have money in their eyes, and if the manuscripts were given to them they would be lost as scrap paper. "

Zhan Yan bit on the straw lightly, laughing without saying a word, her gaze still faint.

Du Xiaomo glanced at the cover of the sample book again, and only Professor Dong's name was written on it. She then sneered, only Zhan Yan could do such a thing, if it was anyone else, the author of the book would have already changed. Professor Dong valued at this point, so when she passed the manuscript to Zhan Yan, rather than calling it trust, it would be more accurate to say that she was using it to her advantage.

On the day of Professor Dong's funeral, Zhan Yan and Du Xiaomo were present. As expected, they saw Professor Dong's two sons counting their money using counters, their eyeballs almost falling out of their sockets.

Zhan Yan helplessly shook her head, then walked over to the portrait of the deceased, bowed three times, and placed the published sample manual in front of it. She thought, whether it is trust or use, as long as this book is beneficial to medicine and can allow more small lives to come to this world, then everything she has given up is worth it.

It was already evening when Zhan Yan returned from the funeral, but Tang Feng's jeep had already been waiting outside the apartment building for a long time. He leaned his tall body against the car, his face downcast, and smoked.

"Tang Feng?" Zhan Yan rubbed his eyes, thinking that he had seen wrongly.

When Tang Feng saw her, without saying a word, he pulled her over and stuffed his inside the car, then stepped on the accelerator and the car drove away.

"Tang Feng, what are you doing? Where are you taking me? " Zhan Yan resisted with dissatisfaction.

Tang Feng's expression was extremely pale as he punched the steering wheel, causing the car to whistle shrilly, "Wei Zhanyan, what kind of torture do you want Wei Yang to undergo before you give up? Or are you only willing if he dies? "

"Zhan Yan opened her eyes wide, the emotions in them extremely complicated. Tang Feng, I don't know what you're talking about! "

"You'll know soon enough." Tang Feng almost squeezed out a sentence through gritted teeth.

Tang Feng drove the car to the seaside, and then led her onto one of the luxury cruises. The cruises were still ridiculously luxurious, and the people who went in and out were all well-dressed rich people.

Tang Feng brought her to the cabin in the monitoring room. Inside, countless liquid crystal monitors were hung up, and inside, they were monitoring every corner of the cabin. Zhan Yan finally understood that this was a gambling boat, and different cabins had different types of gambling items.

"Tang Feng, what the hell are you doing?" Zhan Yan asked with a cold expression. She was not interested in these things that could not be exposed to the light.

Tang Feng ignored her, picked up the remote control, and pressed it a few times. Then, all the liquid crystal display monitors changed into the same scene, in the fighting arena, two men were fighting together, it was different from the performance on TV, or maybe it was just a show. The two men were barehanded, but each of their moves were ruthless, completely wanting to kill the other party.

Zhan Yan stared at the scene before him, her eyes opened wide in shock, her hands were on her lips, she was in complete disbelief. In the fighting arena, even though the two men were masked, she was still able to recognize Ji Weiyang with a single glance. At that moment, he looked extremely exhausted and weak, only able to defend, unable to retaliate at all.

"What is he doing? Stop it, you go get him to stop it. " Zhan Yan lost control and grabbed Tang Feng's arm.

Tang Feng sneered and impatiently pushed her away, "As long as the competition begins, we cannot stop. This is the rule of the fighting arena. Until one of them is knocked to the ground and can no longer get up. "

In the picture, Ji Weiyang was knocked to the ground, but he still struggled to get up. Zhan Yan's eyes became misty from the tears. She wiped them away with force with the back of his hand and asked with a trembling voice, "Where is he? "Take me to him."

Tang Feng snorted as he laughed and shrugged. It's useless even if you go now, no one can break the rules, and Ji Weiyang is no exception. " After he finished speaking, he took out a bottle of eighty-two year old Lafite from the wine shelf and poured it into a goblet. He then handed it over to Zhan Yan but he was pushed away coldly by her. Tang Feng did not mind, and continued to drink with his goblet.

"After he was discharged, he did not have a day of peaceful days. At the beginning, he worked day and night, and after two days of unknown stimulation, he started to drink, fight, and fight three rounds a night until he was covered with wounds and could not get up. If Old Master Ji knew about this, he would definitely be angered to the point of having a heart attack. "

Although Zhan Yan was extremely patient, she still couldn't help but cry. She was well aware that there was an inescapable relationship between Ji Weiyang and her. The thing that she had been most worried about had happened. Those truths should have been buried along with Little Yan's death. Now that they were revealed, it would only cause more harm to others.

Tang Feng drank a glass of wine and placed the empty goblet on the table. "Zhan Yan, I know you've suffered a lot for Weiyang, but Weiyang has suffered a lot for you, no less than you have. When Aunty Ji died, Weiyang desperately tried to get rid of her guilt for you, and he almost became a criminal in the Ji family. Even when Lu Anqi abandoned him, I never saw Vayon so sad.

Zhan Yan stood stiffly on the spot, her lips tightly clenched, as though she was about to bleed. Just what exactly is going on between him and Lu Anqi? "

In the past, she wasn't willing to listen to Ji Weiyang's explanation. But now, she finally mustered up her courage and wanted to face Ji Weiyang's past. That's right, who wouldn't have the past? Before he met her, he had met her and fallen in love with other women. However, those things had long become the past, and she had always held on to them.

Tang Feng poured another cup of wine and gulped down two mouthfuls before gradually sinking into his memories. They had once studied together and at that time, Lu Anqi was the school beauty, beautiful and proud. Viyan and I were different, he was very serious about their relationship, after the two of them made the formal acquaintance, he took Angie home, but unexpectedly, Auntie Ji strongly opposed. Even though Wei Yang was a filial child, he had his own way of thinking. At that time, he had decided to stay with Lu Anqi. Only, even he did not expect that Aunt Ji would personally go find Lu Anqi and force them to part ways. At that time, Lu Anqi was already pregnant with Weiyang's child. In order to protect the child, Lu Anqi and Weiyang proposed to break up and travel the seas with another man. "

Zhan Yan listened quietly, her ten fingers were locked together and at a certain spot in her body, there was a faint pain.

Tang Feng drank another mouthful of wine and continued, "After Lu Anqi left, Weiyang became dispirited for a very long period of time. For an entire four years, he waited until he felt disheartened. Then, he met you. If not for the sudden death of Old Man Ji at your grandmother's funeral and Wei Yang taking over the Ji's Group, you would have been Weiyang's woman for a long time. After that, Viyan did use some methods to marry you, but his feelings for you were real, you never knew that, right? Before marriage, he took over all of his assets under your name, so when his aunt forced you to divorce, she couldn't wait for you to give up all of your assets, otherwise, Viyan would have nothing left. "

Zhan Yan's pale lips trembled a few times, and she was so shocked that she couldn't make a sound. She never thought that there was such a truth behind all these things that happened. Then, back then when she questioned him about the 15% share of Ji's Group, he must have been very sad. He gave her everything she had, but she didn't trust him.

Yes, trust, that was precisely what was lacking between them.

Tang Feng indifferently swept a glance at her, and once again, brought a goblet full of wine in front of her, "Do you want a drink?" Wine is a great thing, alcohol can numb pain, let people forget pain and sorrow temporarily.

Without hesitation, Zhan Yan snatched the cup of wine and gulped it down. The strong alcohol entered her throat and made her cough continuously. When the coughing stopped, Tang Feng continued, "No one would have expected that, not even Weiyang. On the day of your wedding, Lu Anqi suddenly came back and cried as she told Wei Yang how Aunt Ji had forced her to leave. She also told him how she had been tricked by others when she was overseas, that her child had miscarried and that she could no longer conceive. You should understand that he, Wei Yang, has responsibility and responsibility. He cannot abandon Lu Anqi and live a happy life with you, so all these years, he has been taking care of Lu Anqi. Men like him cannot love two women at the same time. For Lu Anqi, it's not love, it's just responsibility. "

Zhan Yan was frozen in place, her face was as pale as snow, carrying a faint sense of desolation. Her eyes were unfocused as she stared at the liquid crystal display in front of her, but in the scene, the blood and battle was still continuing, and Ji Weiyang used her last bit of energy to crawl up from the ground. Those who had placed their bets on him cheered in joy.

The gambling finally came to an end. Tang Feng indifferently lit up a cigarette, took a few deep breaths, and exhaled the white smoke. The fight arena is on the right side of room three. "