Dining at the restaurant in the morning, Zhouzhou enjoyed his meal very much, and Yan Jia didn't behave too much.

Lin Zhi was not feeling well and didn't talk much. He reluctantly had breakfast with Zhouzhou and asked the driver to take the children to school.

Yan Jia was not in a hurry to leave. He sat on the sofa in the living room and drank tea with his legs crossed, with a financial magazine on his lap.

As soon as Lin Zhi came out of the restaurant, he raised his head: "Come here."

Lin Zhi probably didn't plan to go out today. She was wearing a loose white sweater, her hair was draped casually on her shoulders, her eyes were dull, and she had no energy to walk.

There were only two of them in the living room. When Lin Zhi just approached the sofa, Yan Jia raised his hand and held her!

Lin Zhi fell into his arms, struggling to no avail. She knew what she was about to face.

Yan Jia put his arms around her waist and asked her to sit facing him. His eyes were deep and malicious, and he said, "I remember all yesterday's accounts."

Her long hair fell on the back of his hand, tickling Yan Jia unbearably.

"Yan Jia, I don't feel well today. If you insist, I will do it." Her big eyes under her eyelashes always look calm, and there is not much blood on her face, like a puppet.

, at the mercy of Yan Jia.

"Are you feeling unwell? Then I'll just do it, so as not to be accused of not understanding the style. I said it twice yesterday, so just once this morning." Yan Jia stared at Lin Zhi with devilish eyes, leaving her with nowhere to go.

He said, "If you agree, let's start. If you don't agree, let's discuss it later."

Lin Zhi frowned and turned pale.

She's really not feeling well today.

But what Yan Jia said about the discussion was that he would never give her good things to eat. He would use Yan Feng and Zhou Zhou to manipulate her and threaten her.

Lin Zhi did not bargain any further.

She got off the sofa and squatted down slowly.

Lancheng is very cold in winter, and the north wind is blowing outside. The branches of the dead trees in Jiangshan Garden are swaying in the wind, and the lanterns hanging under the eaves are also rotating and swaying in the wind.

Most of the red lanterns were hung during the Chinese New Year, and they were all bright red, which made Lin Zhi's eyes hurt.

Lin Zhi felt very uncomfortable all morning.

I didn't eat much breakfast in the morning, and later I vomited it all.

The high fever was so severe that she just finished vomiting in the bathroom and fell to the ground, making a loud noise.

All the servants in the family were sent elsewhere by Yan Jia, and there were only two of them here.

"Lin Zhi!" He ran to the bathroom.

The little woman's face turned pale and she lay motionless on the cold ground.

Yan Jia immediately picked up the phone: "It's weekend, come over now! Hurry up!"

He was his friend at Lancheng Hospital on weekends. If he had any minor problems and didn't want to go to the hospital, he would come over on weekends.

I came here non-stop on the weekend, thinking that something big had happened, so I didn't dare to delay. You know, Yan Jia's life is precious.

As a result, it turned out that it was not Yan Jia who was sick, but a woman, and this woman was... Yan Jia's old lover.

Over the weekend, Lin Zhi was given a series of fever-reducing measures. He looked at the feeble woman lying on the bed and breathed a sigh of relief: "Yan Jia, the problem is not big. She will wake up in the evening."

"What's going on?"

"She has a cold, fever and low blood sugar. But when she fell to the ground, she hit her head on a marble and a small bump formed on the back of her head. Be careful not to hurt her."

"She's not that delicate."
Chapter completed!