When Shen Wangjin was gone, Zhuang Yibo's life became easier.

Except for the necessary itinerary to go to the Huo family, she is basically in a state of being closed-door. At home, she is also a silent person, and the only thing she can make sound is her musical instruments.

The servants at home only felt that she was practicing piano anytime and anywhere, no matter morning and evening, day and night.

Fortunately, the villa is large enough and the surroundings are empty enough. Even if she practices piano day and night like this, she will not disturb anyone.

Zhuang Yibo practiced like this for two days, and it was only the third day that he finally stopped for a few hours.

Those hours were because she received a call from Zhuang Zhonghong.

"I just called Wangjin and mentioned the company to him, but he hung up the phone without saying a word." Zhuang Zhonghong asked her, "Yibo, you won't have made up yet, right? I've just said that."

Ask you to call him and make it clear, have you called?"

Zhuang Yibo sat in a chair listening to the phone, silently without answering.

Seeing this, Zhuang Zhonghong sighed slightly without any control, and then said, "Yibo, you have always been very well-behaved and obedient. Dad believes that you are a sensible child. You have your own considerations in everything you do, but

Everything should have a certain degree, especially between two people, there is always one who needs to bow his head first, right? Just like your mother and I, what happened over the years, isn’t I always bow my head first? Of course, I hope

Jin is a person who does big things. You are just starting out. He may be a little domineering and it is not so easy to give in. Then you have to be a little softer. Both of them are tough. How can we continue to go on for a long time?"

Listening to Zhuang Zhonghong on the other end of the phone as a person who has experienced it, Zhuang Yibo just listened quietly, without any fluctuations in his eyes.

Zhuang Zhonghong said something else, and then returned to the topic, saying: "For the company, I am considering inviting Wangjin to invest. In this way, we will become a family, with the Shen family supporting us, and in the future, our banker will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the

It's also a matter of no worries. This is a big deal. Yibo, you should not only consider yourself, but also the dealer, and for me and your mother... Your mother can't afford to do things for the company and you these days

Can't sleep, I'm so anxious... Are you obedient, ah?"

"Okay." Zhuang Yibo finally responded, and without saying anything, he quickly hung up the phone.

She still didn't call Shin Wangjin, but stared quietly in the chair. It was not until the evening that her piano sounded again, until late at night.

...

How long did Shen Wangjin leave? Zhuang Yibo pass in this state.

One day more than a week later, Zhuang Yibo went to the Huo family and came back. As soon as he entered the door, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

The servant happened to walk out of the kitchen with tea. When he saw her, he immediately said happily: "Miss Zhuang, Mr. Shen is back!"

Her tone was really happy, as if she had really waited for this day for a long time.

After all, it is not easy to face such two strange and weird people with such jobs.

Zhuang Yibo didn't say anything, and did not stop downstairs anyway, turned around and went upstairs.

Upstairs, there was a clear voice in the semi-open office area of ​​Shen Wangjin. It was him and Shen Ruiwen discussing business. Zhuang Yibo passed by the open door and went straight back to his room.

She walked very lightly, opened the door lightly, and closed the door lightly, all of which were the same as before.

But the moment she closed the door, Shin Wangjin, who was talking behind the desk, suddenly paused slightly, raised her eyes and looked in the direction of the door.

The servant just came in with tea and reported to him happily: "Mr. Shen, Miss Zhuang is back."

When Shen Wangjin heard this, he just nodded slowly and did not speak for a while.

The servant came forward to pour him some tea and put it on his hand. He looked at him carefully before saying, "Mr. Shen looks much better when he comes back this time. It's great that you're back. If you are not at home, Miss Zhuang will put herself every day.

He locked in the room, no matter how he persuaded her, he wouldn't come out..."

Shen Wangjin still responded lightly, took the tea cup and took a sip of tea.

The servant quickly stepped back. Seeing Shen Wangjin leaning in the chair, Shen Ruiwen guessed what he was thinking, and said, "Why don't you be here today?"

"Yes." Shin Wangjin didn't say much.

Shen Ruiwen quickly packed up the documents in front of him and put them in different categories before he took his own things and left the second floor.

Shin Wangjin was still sitting there, drinking the cup of tea slowly, then slowly got up and walked towards the room where Zhuang Yibo was.

When he entered the door, Zhuang Yibo was washing his face in the bathroom. When he raised his face from the sink, only an uncarved hibiscus face was exposed.

Her face was very attractive, probably because of God's favor. Even though she was already thin, her face was the same as before. This is why he didn't see that she was constantly getting thinner. Now, although her face is still pale,

Still bloodless, but still very beautiful.

When Zhuang Yibo saw him appearing in the mirror, his expression on his face did not change much. He just looked at him quietly and approached little by little from the door.

When he got closer, he slowly raised his hand and reached directly towards her neck.

Her body subconsciously stiffened a little, but she did not hide.

The next moment, Shin Wangjin just reached out and gently pulled her collar away.

Under the turtleneck sweater, although the bruise on her neck was not very obvious, a clear line could still be seen...

Shin Wangjin's fingertips slowly stroked the thin line from beginning to end.

"Does it still hurt?" he asked.

Zhuang Yibo stood quietly, allowing him to touch him gently, without moving or answering.

Shin Wangjin's eyes fell on her face again, and he looked at her quietly.

There was still no expression on her face, but he just felt that something seemed different.

His eyes were on her face for a long time, and he didn't worry about the previous questions anymore. He just said, "I heard from the servant that you stay in the room every day and don't even go out of the door?"

She still didn't answer, but just lowered her eyes slightly.

But Shin Wangjin took another step forward, leaned closer to her, and whispered: "It's so comfortable in the room?"

This sentence is not a question.

Zhuang Yibo slowly raised his eyes, and when he met his eyes again, Shen Wangjin slowly burst into laughter.

...

The servant originally thought that after Shen Wangjin came back, Zhuang Yibo would be able to restore his previous life. Although it seemed that something was right, it was better than when Shen Wangjin was not at home.
Chapter completed!