Except for the messy wine bottles in front of the sofa, the other places in the room were extremely clean and tidy.

There was no blood on the floor and no dust on the furniture. It was obvious that there were always people living here.

Looking at the drunk man in front of the sofa, Ni Huan had a vague guess in her heart.

She came to the man with slow steps and slowly squatted down to look at the man's current situation.

The man smelled of alcohol all over, his beautiful eyebrows and eyes were frowning tightly, as if he was in a drowsy state.

Meeting Chen Zhiyan here was unexpected for Ni Huan, and it was also planned.

Chen Zhiyan had drunk so much wine, but his face was not red, but was extremely pale and his lips were bloodless.

Ni Huan stared at Chen Zhiyan with an expressionless face for a while, then reached out to touch his eyes. When his fingertips rubbed against the man's eyelashes, the latter trembled slightly, as if he had sensed something, and slowly opened his eyelids.

The moment when she met Shen Zhiyan's eyes, something was connected in Ni Huan's mind. She stared at the person in front of her, and her heart couldn't help but feel ache.

Ni Huan subconsciously raised her hand to cover her heart and pulled her clothes tightly, but the angina pectoris did not improve at all.

When Ni Huan was in a state of silence, she was brought into her arms by the man in front of her.

Ni Huan was unstable and sat half on the carpet all at once, tilting the weight of her entire body towards Chen Zhiyan.

Chen Zhiyan's cheek was pressed against Ni Huan's cheek, and said in a gentle and affectionate tone: "Huanhuan, are you here to see me again?"

Ni Huan frowned when she heard this. It seemed that Chen Zhiyan was really drunk.

However, this word "also"...?

The air conditioner is turned on in the room, and the marble floor feels cold. Ni Huan presses his left hand on the cold ground, and his right hand is placed on Shen Zhiyan's shoulder to maintain body balance.

At this moment, the skin touched under Ni Huan's right palm was as hot as a stove.

Chen Zhiyan wrapped her in his arms, and the temperature and heat around him were also applied to her skin through thin fabric.

Chen Zhiyan's body was astonishingly hot.

Apparently, he was having a fever.

Ni Huan's chin was resting on Shen Zhiyan's shoulder, and her eyes looked at the decorations of the entire room with a faint look. Through the transparent sliding door, she saw a pot of light green roses placed on the balcony, with lush branches and leaves and growing very well.

In addition, Ni Huan discovered that there were many traces of women living here.

For example, when she first entered the door, she found several pairs of high heels worn by women in the entrance hall, and there was also a woman's coat hanging on the clothes hanger at the door.

But... that red jacket doesn't look like the clothes you should wear in this season, but it's like a cotton coat that you only wear in the cold winter.

Furthermore, Ni Huan saw that there were already cold food on the dining table in the restaurant, and the tableware was also served by two people.

Although Ni Huan was held by Chen Zhiyan on the surface, there was no turmoil in her heart and there was no warmth in her eyes.

After looking at the room, she slowly withdrew her gaze, and while lowering her eyelashes, she curled a slightly ironic smile on her lips.

This is her former residence, and it may be... it is also the place where she once committed suicide...

No matter how bad Chen Zhiyan is, he will never bring other women back. There is only one possibility. All the traces in this room were left by her.

The high heels are hers, and the red jacket is also hers.

There were two tableware on the dining table... Perhaps it was Chen Zhiyan who was commemorating her.

After thinking it through, Ni Huan's eyes became more sarcastic. She didn't cherish what she had. She looked affectionate when she was gone. Who would she show her?

Chen Zhiyan was really bold. This was the place where she committed suicide. It was the night when he dared to drink here alone.

Ni Huan felt uncomfortable being hugged by Chen Zhiyan. She pressed her hand on Shen Zhiyan's shoulder and pushed him away with impatient expression.

However, when she broke free from Chen Zhiyan's arms and saw Chen Zhiyan's expression clearly, her eyes froze out of control.

Chen Zhiyan's face was as pale as paper, and there was a fine cold sweat on his forehead. He was as weak as if he would fall down the next moment.

Ni Huan was stunned for a moment, looking at Chen Zhiyan's uncomfortable expression, and slowly raised his hand to touch the temperature of Shen Zhiyan's forehead.

Unfortunately, Ni Huan's fingertips were cold and she couldn't find anything.

Just as she wanted to get up and look for a thermometer, her hand was suddenly caught.

Turning back, Chen Zhiyan's eyes became much clearer, and there was a look of surprise between his eyebrows. He looked at her deeply: "Huanhuan, is it really you..."

Ni Huan wanted to pull her hand back, but she didn't twitch.

She would not accept Chen Zhiyan's apology, but she needed to make Chen Zhiyan feel that she was still the "ignorant" Ni Huan.

Thinking of this, Ni Huan relaxed her body and glared at Chen Zhiyan with resentment, "Hey, can you let me go first? Also, isn't this my home? Why are you here?!"

Chen Zhiyan didn't listen to a word of her, and he only had the vivid and real her in front of him.

Her anger and anger were all unattainable beauty for Chen Zhiyan, and it was a scene he didn't even dare to imagine in his dreams.

Soon, Chen Zhiyan's eyes fell on Ni Huan's face became deep and painful. He touched the corners of his lips and smiled bitterly: "Huanhuan, come back, okay? You can punish me anyway. I beg you, come back..."

Ni Huan pursed her lower lip slightly, and staggered Chen Zhiyan's gaze and did not look at him.

She sneered in her heart, and it turned out that Chen Zhiyan looked like this when he became crazy.

What about her?

How much would she love someone before?

After a moment of thought, Ni Huan quickly calmed down. She pretended that she couldn't understand anything, raised her hand and placed her palm on Shen Zhiyan's forehead, and then touched her forehead in reverse.

She said: "Chen Zhiyan, you have a fever."

Chen Zhiyan seemed to have not heard of it, and his eyes seemed to have suddenly caught something, and he raised his hand in a panic to capture Ni Huan's wrist.

When the hideous and deep horny scar was placed in front of Shen Zhiyan, his eyes suddenly shrank, and a trace of fear was instantly stained with the foundation of his eyes.

Chen Zhiyan gently stroked the scar on Ni Huan's wrist with his slightly trembling fingertips. He looked at Ni Huan carefully, "Does it still hurt?"

Ni Huan didn't say anything, but just pulled her wrist back with a stern face and glanced at Chen Zhiyan inexplicably.

Chen Zhiyan thought she was leaving, but despite the pain from her stomach, he stood up and carried her back into his arms.

Chen Zhiyan buried his head in Ni Huan's neck, his voice was quiet and hoarse: "Ni Huan, I overestimated myself, I beg you, don't leave me..."

Ni Huan was hugged by Chen Zhiyan very tightly and almost couldn't breathe. Just as she was about to get angry, she suddenly felt a sensation of dampness and heat in the crotch of her neck.

Ni Huan's body trembled.

I was stunned for three or four seconds before I realized... Is Chen Zhiyan crying?

She took a deep breath and clenched her drooping fingers slightly, "Well, you are my brother-in-law, isn't it good to hold me like this?"

"no!"

Almost as soon as she finished speaking, the man retorted.

"I have no woman except you. Huanhuan, you are never the only one. Don't believe the rumors outside."

Ni Huan pulled the corner of her lips and smiled coldly, "Is that true?"

She pushed Chen Zhiyan away impatiently, and turned her eyes away from looking at the corners of his scarlet eyes. "But didn't you say before that we didn't know each other at all? You guys are so strange."

"Huanhuan, I...ahem..."

Before Chen Zhiyan finished speaking, he coughed violently, his expression pale and weak.

Ni Huan glanced at Chen Zhiyan and happened to catch a glimpse of the red blood in his palm.

Seeing this, she narrowed her eyes slightly, then disappeared from the carelessness under her eyes, held Chen Zhiyan's arm in horror, and said worriedly: "You are vomiting blood... Go, go to the hospital!"

Chen Zhiyan shook his head, "I'm fine."

"What's OK?!"

Ni Huan pulled him to the door, "Chen Zhiyan, you are still having a fever, listen to me, hurry up and go to the hospital."

Chen Zhiyan looked at Ni Huan's side face, and a weak smile appeared on his lips. He smiled, "Okay, listen to you."

Ni Huan subconsciously turned her head and looked at Chen Zhiyan. The unconcealed love and indulgence on the man's face fell into her eyes.

——

Chen Zhiyan's car was in the underground garage. Ni Huan thought it was troublesome and simply stopped a car to go to the hospital.

Behind the taxi, Zhou Xubai drove closely.

When he arrived at the hospital, Chen Zhiyan was sent to the emergency room. Ni Huan stood in the corridor, pulling his mask one after another, with a lazy and casual posture.

Within a few minutes, Zhou Xubai followed her and walked slowly to her side.

"What's wrong with him?" Zhou Xubai asked.

Ni Huan replied indifferently: "Another alcoholic, stomach bleeding."

Looking at Ni Huan's unmoved appearance, Zhou Xubai curled his lips and smiled, and asked deliberately: "Do you feel sorry?"

Ni Huan laughed too, but her smile was not enough to reach her eyes.

"I just think he's stupid enough," she said.

Zhou Xubai has understood Ni Huan's cruelty and experienced it, so at this moment, he did not look surprised when he heard Ni Huan's words.

Zhou Xubai: "You plan to stay here to guard him?"
To be continued...