"Bring Liang Shao out."

Putting away his phone, he looked at her swollen cheeks.

Shan Yiqian felt very tired and stayed in his arms without breaking free.

More than ten minutes later, Han Ji came out and followed Liang Shao.

As soon as he got on the car, Liang Shao asked with concern: "Shan Yiqian, are you okay?"

Shan Yiqian whispered: "It's okay."

Liang Shao accidentally saw Zhou Yunliang's gloomy gaze last year, and he felt nervous. He didn't dare to ask any more questions and sat down obediently.

Han Ji started the car and Zhou Yunliang said, "Where is the person?"

In his arms, Shan Yiqian's body suddenly stiffened.

Zhou Yunliang's eyebrows raised and tightened his arms holding her.

Han Ji replied: "It's already done."

"Check it out, how could he get in there?"

When he took off the man's arm just now, he did not smell the heavy smell of alcohol, which means the man was not drunk.

He had to investigate whether it was a trailer or something else, and he had a premonition that this matter was not as simple as it seemed.

Han Ji replied: "Yes."

He drove Liang Shao back to the hotel first. When he arrived at the entrance of the hotel, Shan Yiqian also had to get off.

Zhou Yunliang grabbed her wrist, her pupils tightly clotted, "Go back with me."

Shan Yiqian frowned slightly and insisted on breaking free, "My things are here."

"Han Ji went up and took it down."

Zhou Yunliang said.

Han Ji looked at the two of them in the rearview mirror, hesitated, and did not take action immediately.

Zhou Yunliang was angry, "Didn't you hear it?"

Han Ji responded and hurriedly pushed open the car door.

"I won't go!"

Shan Yiqian raised her voice, "Han Ji, stop!"

Outside the car, Han Ji stopped suddenly.

Please, Emperor, the favorite concubine, can you discuss it?

I am innocent.

The two in the car seemed to have a tug-of-war and started a long confrontation.

Outside the car, Liang Shao, who had not left, and Han Ji, who was hesitant to take action, looked at each other.

Liang Shao's eyes: What to do?

Han Ji: How do I know?

Liang Shao: Isn’t that your boss?

What does he mean?

Han Ji: It depends on what Miss Dan means.

Liang Shao rolled his eyes, coughed lightly, and plucked up the courage to return to the side of the car.

Bending over, she said to one of the two inside, "Well, Mr. Zhou, or let Shan Yiqian go up there.

I think she is tired, and needs to rest early.

I can take care of her.”

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yunliang turned his head and looked at her.

"you?"

Liang Shao was intimidated by the word "you" and took two steps back, and his calf became weak.

She, she, did she say something wrong?

It was obviously a two-person fight, why did she get involved? Is there any water in her head? Han Ji, who was on the other side, sighed at Liang Shao's back, which instantly became tall.

Dare to tell his boss that Miss Shan who takes care of him is a very courageous girl and talented girl!                                                                                                                   

Walking to Liang Shao, she said indifferently: "Let's go."

Liang Shao smiled awkwardly at Zhou Yunliang, who was standing beside the car at the same time, and swallowed. She continued to be brave, "That, then, Mr. Zhou, we are leaving.

You'll go back early, that's the best, good night."

Han Ji held his laughter to the point of internal injuries.

Zhou Yunliang stared at her head and didn't look back at the slender back of Liang Shao's hotel until she disappeared. She told Han Ji, "Let's go."

...After Shan Yiqian back to her room, Liang Shao said: "Do you want to go and wash?"

Shan Yiqian nodded and stepped into the bathroom.

Hearing the sound of water coming from inside, Liang Shao quickly called the room service to send a cup of hot milk.

Drinking milk makes it easier to sleep.

Shan Yiqian was frightened tonight, and she didn't know if she could sort out her mood and attend tomorrow's art exhibition.

Standing in front of the sink, Shan Yiqian looked at herself in the mirror who was like a ghost.

What happened tonight was constantly replaying in her mind. The more she wanted to forget, the more she remembered it, it seemed like a vicious cycle that could not be escaped.

Gripping his teeth, Shan Yiqian clamped the edge of the sink with both hands.

Outside, Liang Shao's cell phone rang.

It was a string of strange numbers. After hesitating, she picked it up, "Hey, hello."

"It's me."

On the other end of the phone, a cold male voice came.

"Mr. Zhou?"

"Help me apply some medicine to her, and help me watch her fall asleep."

"yes."

Subconsciously answered in a respectful tone, Liang Shao carefully held up his cell phone, nervous as if something was wrong.

Upon hearing her answer, Zhou Yunliang paused and said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, you're welcome."

Liang Shao quickly said, "Well, goodbye?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhou Yunliang hung up.

Putting down his cell phone, Liang Shao let out a breath, and at the same time, the doorbell rang.

The ice packs, ointments and the hot milk she asked for Zhou Yunliang arrived.

Taking the stuff in and put it on the bedside table, she walked to the bathroom and knocked on the door, "Single Akane?"

Shan Yiqian came out of the water, breathed out, and replied: "I'm here."

After breathing a sigh of relief, Liang Shao said, "Don't wash it for too long."

"Um."

Shan Yiqian came out wearing a bathrobe and saw Liang Shao holding the ice bag and ointment, looking at him with a smile.

She was stunned and asked, "Where did you get these?"

"This and this," Liang Shao raised the things in his hand, "Mr. Zhou sent someone to deliver them.

That,” he said, again, “I asked the room service to deliver the milk. You drink it and it is easier to sleep.”

"Thanks."

"You're welcome.

Then come on, Mr. Zhou repeatedly told me to help you with ice, then apply medicine, and finally watch you sleep."

Shan Yiqian smiled and walked over to take the things from Liang Shao.

“I can do all of these myself.

I'll drink milk well, too.

It's very late, please go back to your room to rest."

"Why?"
To be continued...