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Just then, the sound of a car came from downstairs. Xia Zhi anxiously pushed Yang Yazhu away, smiling as she patted Yang Yazhu gently, and said gently: "Han Jing is urging from downstairs, hurry up and go downstairs.

Remember to enjoy every minute of your time together. Also, remember to buy some nice clothes to dress up in. They finally felt reassured …

Seeing Yang Yazhu walking down the stairs, Xia Zhi turned around and went to the window to look down.

Xia Zhi sat like this until late into the night, when everything was quiet again, she slowly climbed up from the ground with her hands pressed on the ground.

She felt dizzy and hungry, and she knew she had to eat.

Her body was no longer as strong as it was in the past, she was always dizzy when she was hungry. Han Jing said that her body had a low blood sugar level.

Yang Yazhu could not believe it when he heard her say that she had eaten quite a lot in three meals a day. Furthermore, in order to let her supplement her nutrition, she had even thought of ways to make all kinds of nourishing soup for her.

Maybe hypoglycemia?

Han Jing couldn't explain it clearly, but she could tell that in the first half month, almost every time she finished eating, she would go to the bathroom and spit it out.

It was not intentional, but she really did not have any appetite. Most importantly, she needed that kind of hungry feeling, because only then would she have a chance to forget about Pei Yaochen …

… ….

After a long time, she had gotten this strange disease. Now, even the slightest bit of hunger would cause her to feel dizzy.

What's more, she didn't even make it in tonight?

She could not let Yang Yazhu and Han Jing find out that she had fainted in her room early the next morning.

This was their most critical moment, and she could not take their time selfishly.

Xia Zhi took a deep breath and slowly walked out the door.

He took the stairs down to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. He casually picked up a piece of bread and ate it. After drinking a bottle of milk, he immediately felt much more comfortable.

She let out a long breath, turned around and wanted to go upstairs, but her phone suddenly rang. It was a message from Yang Yazhu, saying that she had been called away by the hospital due to an urgent matter, and her parents had some private message for her.

She felt that it was inconvenient to stay at home, so she brought her parents to a hotel and stayed for the night. She would not come back tonight, so she had to be careful at home.

If nothing goes wrong, we'll be home in the morning.

Seeing that, Xia Zhi could not help but frown, thinking that Yang Yazhu's parents do not like Han Jing, so it seems like it was just another tug of war.

Yang Yazhu must be very annoyed, but she was somehow a little envious.

Because if she hadn't been thrown out of her family that year, Zheng Hongjuan wouldn't have been so indifferent to her relationship with Pei Yaochen, right?

With her parents watching her, she shouldn't have fallen into the trap so easily, right?

Right now, it wasn't as if she was floating alone in a foreign land, while her relatives disappeared without a trace out of fear of being implicated …

Thinking of Zheng Hongjuan, Xia Zhi's heart was once again drenched in blood.

After a moment of depression, she walked over to the bar and sat down. She casually opened a bottle of Black Square, and without bothering to pour a cup, she began to drink from it.

After a while, she finished the entire bottle. Her throat and stomach were burning with the wine, but she did not mind. She took out another bottle and opened it up.

Today, she was going to take advantage of Yang Yazhu and Han Jing's absence and get drunk while she was not around.

Only when she was drunk would she be able to dream peacefully. Only when she was drunk would she have a chance to catch her breath …

Soon, she finished another bottle.

This time, the drunkenness hit her head in an instant. She lay down on the bar in a daze. Her body was limp and weak, but she was very happy because she could clearly feel her sleepiness following the drunkenness …

The Will came together.

She was going to sleep!

She could finally stop dreaming about that callous and cruel man!

Xia Zhi laughed with her eyes closed. She didn't hear the door opening behind him at all, nor the sound of her footsteps. She allowed the drunkenness to pull her into a deep slumber just like that.

When Han Jing pushed the door and entered, he turned on the light. With a glance, he saw Xia Zhi lying on the counter alone, and the stench of alcohol assaulted his nostrils. He could not help but frown, thinking of quickly

Bu walked over to check on her, but after his eyes shifted, he reached out and extinguished the light again. Then, he slowly walked toward her under the moonlight.

When he came to her side, he sat down, reached out to touch her, and asked in a testing manner: "Xia Zhi? Xia Zhi, are you alright? "

The answer was a series of indistinct murmurs, and he couldn't make out what she was saying. The message he got was that she was really drunk.

He felt an indescribable pain in his heart, but at the same time, he was also furious. He knew that the only reason she had given him this kind of treatment was because she knew that Pei Yaochen was ruthlessly playing with her …

She couldn't forget him!

Xia Zhi, you stupid woman, what is so good about Pei Yaochen, why do you insist on following in Mo Yanqiu's footsteps?!

With a gloomy face, he grabbed Xia Zhi's hand and exerted a little more strength, and shouted coldly: "Xia Zhi! "Wake up!"

He exerted too much force, and although Xia Zhi was drunk, she still felt pain. She couldn't help but frown and try to get rid of him as she sobbed, "Yao Chen! What are you doing here again? You are not

You don't want me? Why are you pestering me again? Get lost! "Scram!"

When Han Jing heard that she treated him as Pei Yaochen, he became even more furious. He pulled her into his embrace and kissed his fiercely with his head lowered.

"Let me go! Let me go! "You scoundrel, scram!" She tried to kick him. She bit his lip, but he remained impassive, his eyes closed as he gave her a wolfish kiss.

But after a while, Xia Zhi's mouth was filled with the smell of blood.

Han Jing was caught off guard and threw up all over her body. The usually clean and tidy instinctively pushed her away and retreated a few steps in panic as he watched Xia Zhi bent over to throw up.

As he continued to read, his eyes gradually became colder and colder. He casually wiped his face with a tissue and walked up to Xia Zhi, who was still vomiting, and carried him up the stairs.

Xia Zhi puked until she was weak, but she still hit him again and again with her hand, and vaguely shouted: "Pei Yaochen! You scoundrel! Let me go! You

Make me feel sick! Disgusting! You know what? We're finished! It's all over! "

At the end, she suddenly burst into tears again.

The hatred in Han Jing's heart grew even stronger. He kicked the door open and entered the room, then went straight to the bathroom. Without turning on the lights, he threw her into the bathtub and splashed the cold water on her face …

It was already the early winter, and the cold water was bone-chilling cold. Xia Zhi shivered a few times after being splashed by the cold water, followed by a series of sneezes.

Han Jing frowned, seeing that the vomit on her body had been washed clean by the water flow, he turned them into hot water again.

Soon, the warm water was surrounding her. She closed her eyes and sighed, trembling. Finally, she became motionless and calm.

She fell asleep.

Han Jing turned on the light, wanting to go out to get her clean pajamas, but he caught a glimpse of her curvaceous body in the water.

It was completely impossible for her to look so innocent and charming in the day. Like a magnet, she sucked his gaze tightly in a flash. No matter how hard he tried, he was unable to move his gaze away.

He could clearly hear his heartbeat becoming more and more intense. He could clearly feel a small fire burning in his lower abdomen. In his heart, there was an evil thought …

The madder.

He wanted her!

He wanted her!

He had wanted her long, long ago!

It was a pity that he couldn't succeed once because of that.

But tonight was the best time.

Yang Yazhu was not present, and in this huge family, there were only the two of them.

More importantly, she was drunk and unconscious, and he could have had her at his disposal, let alone once or twice or four times.

When he thought here, he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart. With trembling hands, he immediately took off all his clothes and stepped into the bathtub.

He lay down, took her into his arms, and began to undress her.

It was just that she was wearing a turtleneck, and she was also wet and couldn't take it off.

After doing it a few times, she became impatient, and started beating him up, shouting loudly: Pei Yaochen! Get lost! Don't bother me anymore! I hate you and I hate you

You! "Scram!"

Han Jing frowned, he extended his hand and grabbed her hands behind her back. Her hands were bound, but he was not willing to give up.

At the place where he was standing, he could clearly feel his blood rapidly gushing out of his body. His face turned pale with fright as he forcefully pushed her away.

She suddenly fell backwards, the back of her head heavily hitting the edge of the bathtub. The pain was so overwhelming that it made her suddenly sober up.

She opened her eyes and used her strength to wipe the water off her face. Looking at Han Jing who was holding onto her neck, she was stunned for a moment.

Han Jing also regained his senses, his heart was startled, and without thinking too much, he anxiously got up from the bathtub and chased after her.

Just as he was about to catch up, Xia Zhi suddenly turned and kicked him.

He immediately lost the ability to resist, and knelt powerlessly on the ground with his hands covering his lower body. His face was sallow and his forehead was drenched in cold sweat.