C9 (1/2)

”Mr. Qin, calm down.” Wen Zhizhi looked at Qin Hanze and then at the luggage. ”Why don't you open my luggage and take a look?”

Qin Hanze stared at her with cold eyes.

Suddenly, he pursed his lips, and said with a low voice: ”Sorry, my attitude was wrong before, my attitude was bad. I know I misunderstood you, I was a little too impulsive. I stopped you, not wanting to treat you as a thief. I just didn't want you to leave, didn't want you to leave me — ”Qin Hanze paused.” I just wanted you to leave my home. ”

Wen Zhizhi lowered her eyes and pursed her lips, not saying anything.

Qin Hanze let out a sigh. ”I'm really sorry. I was a little fidgety today. Today, I had an operation that didn't go well. Although that patient was revived and had to sit on a wheelchair for the rest of his life, although I have seen a lot of these things in the hospital, I still have one thing — sigh. ”

Qin Hanze sighed, turned around and sat on the sofa, his head lowered, looking very dejected.

Wen Zhizhi gawked for a moment, then went up and sat next to Qin Han Ze, patting his shoulder, ”You've already done your best, you've done well enough. Doctor is not a god, you just need to try your best. ”

Qin Hanze turned around and hugged Wen Zhizhi.

Wen Zhizhi was stunned for a moment. She reached out her hand to push him, but when she heard him whisper in her ear, her low and hoarse voice was filled with fatigue. ”Just a moment is fine. Just a hug will do.”

Wen Zhizhi knitted her brows, but in the end, she didn't push Qin Hanze away.

In a place where she couldn't see, Qin Hanze's dark eyes were abnormally cold. He used the corner of his eye to stare at Wen Zhizhi, his lips curling into a devilish sneer.

”Sorry, I lost control again.” After Qin Hanze let go of Wen Zhizhi, he sincerely looked into her eyes and apologized.

”It doesn't matter.”

”Then can you stay?” Qin Hanze looked at Wen Zhizhi, his questioning tone carrying a faint sense of expectation.

Wen Zhizhi nodded and said, ”Sorry for the trouble.”

”No, it's great that you don't want to leave.” Qin Hanze smiled, but there was a hint of coldness in his voice.

Wen Zhizhi was stunned. She stared at Qin Hanze, only to see him smile at her and help her carry her luggage to the second bedroom.

Wen Zhizhi felt that it was probably her imagination.

Wen Zhizhi stayed in the second bedroom to arrange her salutations. After she was done, she was about to lock the door and go to sleep when she heard a knock on the door.

”The door isn't locked, please come in.” Wen Zhizhi sat down in the chair again.

Qin Hanze walked in with his long, slender legs. He held two VIP tickets in his hands, looking at Wen Zhizhi and curled his lips. ”Miss Wen, I'm really sorry for what happened just now.”

”It's all over, it's all right. I was wrong, too. I hope you don't mind. ” Wen Zhizhi looked at Qin Hanze apologetically.

She had been inconsiderate enough to bring Qin Hanze up to cause such a misunderstanding, so it was only right for her to be angry.

Now, Qin Hanze had come over and apologized to her over and over again. Even Wen Zhizhi felt so guilty that she was about to bury herself in a pit.

Qin Hanze looked at Wen Zhizhi and smiled, ”I have a friend who wants to open his movie city. He gave me two telemarketing tickets, and in order to express his apologies, I want to invite you to play with him. ”Is it convenient?”

”I —” Wen Zhizhi lowered her head, feeling a bit awkward. If he had said just now that she could go, then so be it.

But just now, just a few minutes before Qin Hanze entered, she received a call from the training institute.