"From today on, you are not allowed to take a step closer to her." Meng Chen gave the order.

"Mr. Meng...have you found her? Can you tell me where she is? What happened?" Xiao 11 guessed that Meng Chen had found Xiao Zi.

Compared with Meng Chen, he is indeed incompetent.

When he found out that Xiao Zi was missing, he immediately took Xiao Zi's mobile phone and called the man.

There is no comparison between him and Meng Chen.

If Meng Chen hadn't taken the initiative to retreat, he might not even have a chance to get close to Xiao Zi.

Thinking of this, Xiao 11 was a little depressed. He lowered his head, his eyes full of confusion and confusion.

"She's here with me."

"Oh, I understand." Xiao 11 nodded and stopped pestering, "Mr. Meng, please take good care of her. I don't want to see her sad."

Xiao 11 didn't know how Xiao Zi came to Meng Chen's place. She was drunk. It must be... Meng Chen came to the apartment to find her.

Little 11 felt increasingly sad.

In front of Meng Chen, he was not even an ant. Meng Chen would crush him to death without any effort.

"Of course I will take good care of her. Listen clearly and don't appear in front of her again!" Meng Chen said in a bad tone.

"knew……"

After hanging up the phone, Meng Chen hadn't finished smoking the cigarette in his hand.

In the smoke, his face became extremely gloomy.

After teaching Xiao 11 a lesson, he was relieved, but what made him even more angry was that he didn't know at all that she was going back to London.

Not only him, but Master Qiao doesn't know either.

What did she think they were? She wanted to go back to London, but she didn't even say hello.

But at this moment, no matter how much anger he had, he had nowhere to vent his anger. When he thought of her lying wet in the rain, his eyes were filled with scarlet color.

She really didn't care about her own life.

It was raining heavily and late at night. If you dared to go out drunk, you would do it only if you risk your life.

Meng Chen was unfamiliar with Xiao Zi who smelled of alcohol and cigarettes.

Meng Chen took a puff of cigarette and rubbed his eyebrows with his fingers.

Maybe he was the culprit for her becoming like this.

Meng Chen put out his cigarette butt and strode towards the ward.

Xiao Zi has calmed down, no longer talking in her sleep, and the abnormal red color on her face has gradually receded.

In her sleep, Xiao Zi was peaceful and quiet, her fair face looking as beautiful and elegant as ever.

She has matured a lot over the years, but in Meng Chen's heart, she is still the same as before, simple, pure, and flawless.

He reached out and brushed away the hair from her ears, and sat on the edge of the bed to watch over her.

It was still raining outside, and Meng Chen beside the bed was like a sculpture, motionless, just watching.

He held her hand tightly, intertwining their fingers with each other.

"If you want to go to the Star Reaching Tower, I can accompany you." Meng Chen looked at her and said.

The dangerous building is a hundred feet high, and you can pick the stars with your hands.

The night is dark and the rain is sultry.

This endless rain never stops.

Meng Chen grabbed her hand and held it tightly, refusing to let go. There was a tired and haggard look in his eyes.

The surroundings were extremely quiet, and he seemed to be able to hear Xiao Zi's shallow breathing.

The scene of her lying in the rain always struck his heart over and over again, and that image could never be shaken from his mind.

It was as if a hand had grasped his heart, strangling him until he couldn't breathe.

His gaze kept falling on her face without moving away, and only her figure remained in his tightened pupils.
Chapter completed!