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Behind every truth is a man who makes you want to cut you up, and a bridge that makes you wish you were dead." Perhaps one day, she would rather be a sinner than tell Lu Qingzhou the truth. A fool who was willing to sacrifice his own life, he would end up doing it a second time the first time.

When Feng Ziyan brought Lu Qingzhou home, Sister Xia rushed out to welcome him. Feng Ziyan directly carried her upstairs and brought her to the master bedroom. When Sister Xia saw the bandages on Lu Qingzhou's hands, she couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

"Sister Xia, go get the medicine box."

Feng Ziyan brought hot water and helped Lu Qingzhou remove the bandage on her wrist. During the entire process, Lu Qingzhou did not say a single word, acting like a puppet, being manipulated by Ren Fengyan. Feng Ziyan held up her right wrist, revealing a long and obvious deep cut. The moment he saw this wound, he almost forgot to breathe.

"A light boat."

As he lightly called her name, Lu Qingzhou looked at him, probably because his voice had caught her attention. Her eyes slightly blinked, and then her pupils suddenly dilated, as her face of a sealed-colored face covered her eyeballs. Her entire body suddenly trembled uncontrollably, and her clear eyes were immediately covered by a layer of mist, and bean-sized tears fell down like raindrops.

One drop rolled onto Feng Ziyan's hand and burned his heart. He retracted his hand as if he had been stung by a wasp, and gently wiped away the tears on her face.

"I, Zi Yan."

Lu Qingzhou's body trembled more and more violently. Her face was deathly pale, as if she was about to faint from just a slight mistake.

"Qingzhou, everything is fine. It's fine now, why are you so stupid as to hurt yourself? "

If it was said that Feng Ziyan had some grudges against Lu Qingzhou before this, when he saw the wound on her hand, all his emotions turned into hatred towards himself. With a pained heart, he lifted her hand and placed it near his heart, unwilling to let go for a long time.

"No, you don't. I will be! "

What she could not remember was the man's face. What she could remember was the scene of herself pandering to him. That man, she could still remember his face at the dinner table and the times when he took advantage of the opportunity to eat her tofu. Her lips were pale and beads of sweat were forming on her forehead.

"Light boat, light boat." "Look at me. Look at me."

This was the first time Feng Ziyan experienced such heartache. Lu Qingzhou's heartbroken and desperate expression was something that he would never be able to forget for the rest of his life. Lu Qingzhou's eyes were wide open, and his expression looked as if he was about to collapse.

"Zi Yan, I … I'm not clean anymore."

She fell into his arms in despair, her hands clutching at Feng Ziyan's elbow, her strength almost digging into his flesh.

"No, you are clean."

He held her tight, his heart sharp. Lu Qingzhou, if this is the scene that you have prepared, then you have won. He took her in his arms and patted her back.

"Qingzhou, you are clean. Did you hear that?"

"I, I'm lying in the hotel, naked."

She held him, her whole body twitching with fear and shame. He was also out of breath.

"I know. Ye Mingzhen didn't touch you that day. I accompanied you for the night. "

Whether she was acting or not, she had completely destroyed the softest place in his heart.

"Really?"

"It was as if she had suddenly found a ray of light in the dark and suddenly escaped from his embrace. She looked at him with suspicion, as if she was asking for confirmation." Yes, Ye Mingzhen left very early that night. "I knew that you were taken to a hotel by him, so I came to find you. He didn't touch you, it's …"

Feng Ziyan thought back to that night when he was angry, and they spent the entire night together. And she was too drunk to feel it.

"We were together that night. "Little fool!"

He tightly embraced her, his words were like a tranquil pill, gradually stabilizing Lu Qingzhou's emotions. She pulled away from him, the despair fading from her face, replaced by shyness and a blush.

She gradually began to recall that night when she thought that she was dreaming. In her dreams, she saw Feng Ziyan and her, but it turned out that it wasn't a dream.

"You … aren't lying to me, right?"

Lu Qingzhou was still a little worried. Feng Yan lifted her chin to let her see her eyes, "You are my wife. Who dares to touch a single strand of your hair."

Feng Ziyan gently pulled her hair up to her ears. Unexpectedly, he remembered that before he had arranged for Lu Qingzhou to go to the dining area, he had told Song Cheng to take good care of Lu Qingzhou. It seemed like he had misunderstood. It was all his fault that she was like this today.

Xia Sister-in-law brought the medicine box and the hot water, he put her medicine again.

Lu Qingzhou's face was flushed red. It seemed like she was being overly worried. This incident caused such a ruckus.

Feng Ziyan took out a finger-long ointment from the medicine box and applied it to her wound, "Don't do such a foolish thing again in the future. This ointment is specifically used to heal wounds caused by sabers, it won't leave any scars as long as it is applied to your wound. You're going to start working when your hand heals. During this period of time, I have to try my best not to touch the water, and also not to randomly run out. "

They were already on the headlines. The moment Lu Qingzhou stepped out of the door, he would be surrounded by the reporters from the paparazzi. She was still young, if she knew how to deal with this situation, she would not be injured and hide in his embrace without knowing what to do.

"Alright."

Lu Qingzhou nodded obediently. After Feng Ziyan had his sister-in-law make him some food, Lu Qingzhou removed the burden in his heart and quickly had an appetite. Feng Ziyan watched her finish her meal before leaving.

Lu Qingzhou gently jumped off the bed and opened the French window. From the second floor, she could clearly see the flowers in the villa's garden. The smallpox at the beginning of spring was slowly growing flowers, and she could foresee a beautiful garden in the near future. She took a deep breath and stroked the bandage on her hand, not knowing if she should feel sad or happy.

She was so smart that she didn't ask about anything on the phone. This made Lu Qingzhou feel relieved because she didn't know if Hai Yan would blame her for hiding the fact that Feng Ziyan was her husband. Lu Qingzhou chatted with Hai Yan for a while before she hung up.

At night, Feng Ziyan came back early. Lu Qingzhou was just about to ask Sister Xia to prepare food, but he stopped her.

"Let's go home for dinner."

Lu Qingzhou immediately realized that the house he was referring to was the Feng Residence.

"Why?"

She thought that he wouldn't go back after what happened last time. She would occasionally sneak back to see the Old Master and Xiao Min Jun.

"Yan Heng is married, I'm taking him home for dinner today."

"Really? "Big brother Yan Heng is married?"

Lu Qingzhou looked at Feng Ziyan in surprise. Why didn't she know that Feng Yanheng had gotten married? It was a good job of keeping secrets. However, the Feng Family also found it strange. Why was there no reaction to such a grand matter like marriage?