C82 (1/2)

”Zhuo WeiTing, you're wounded right now. Have you forgotten how you got here?”

Zi Yan glared at Zhuo WeiTing and said coquettishly.

”The ancients said that when flowers bloom to death, even ghosts would become amorous. I hope that …”

”No, you're not allowed to say that word again.”

Zi Yan pressed her hand against Zhuo WeiTing's hand, and at the same time, pressed her lips against his.

When their lips touched, they were like two pieces of magnets firmly sucking in each other. Zi Yan was afraid that she would press down on Zhuo WeiTing, so she did her best to lean her body sideways on the bed.

However, Zhuo Weitang acted as if he didn't understand as he hugged Zi Yan and didn't allow her to leave.

It was as if he was trying to make up for everything he had lost in the past few years.

”Ugh …”

Just as Zi Yan's lips were moving away, Zhuo Wei Ting's lips came back. Zi Yan was afraid that she would press down on his wounds, so she followed his instructions.

”Yan'er, ask the doctor, when can I leave the hospital? I really want to go home, I really want to bring my wife and son home. I want to throw a big feast …”

He did not look like a thirty-year-old man.

”Boss Zhuo, you're still in the deep observation room, so you want to leave. If you continue like this, it's still unknown when you'll leave the hospital.”

Zi Yan pointed at Zhuo Weitang's chest and reminded him.

”Yan'er, can you stay in Taiwan?”

Zhuo Weitong grabbed Zi Yan's hand and said.

”No, my name is Reiya now, I am no longer Zhuo Ziyan, I am no longer your wife.”

After the kiss, the two seemed to become more harmonious, Zi Yan was no longer as cold and talkative.

”Yan'er, have you been with Gao Jianfeng all these years?”

Zhuo Weitang asked sourly.

”He saved me and made me find a target to live with. If not for him, both Xiao Xian and I might not have lived to this day.”

Zi Yan looked at Zhuo WeiTing, not concealing the help Gao Jianfeng had given her and her son.

Although her feelings for him were not that of a man or a woman, he was a good man.

”Yan'er, while he saved you, he also harmed you. You are such a gentle girl, how could he let you kill someone?”

After Zhuo Weitong finished speaking, he realized that he had said something wrong.

”All I killed were damned people.”

Zi Yan was not angry, she had killed people, and she had even killed quite a number of them.

”Yan'er, are you really an assassin?”

After hearing what Zi Yan said, Zhuo WeiTing became even more worried.

Was it good or bad for a killer? And no one gave them the right to kill.

”Yes, if not for this profession, it would be impossible for me and Xiao Xian to live until now. I don't think there is anything wrong with that.”

As soon as the two made up, they froze again.

When Zhuo Weitang heard this, he knew that the situation was not good and quickly changed the topic.

”Yan'er, when my injuries heal, can we leave Taiwan? Anywhere but London. ”

Zi Yan looked seriously at Zhuo WeiTing, then shook her head.

”Our world has changed. You have your wife, and I have my life. How about we let go of each other?”

Zi Yan's smile disappeared.

She was satisfied to hear him say 'I love you' tonight. She had no regrets.

”No, Yan'er, you promised me, you can't.”

Hearing this, Zhuo Weiting panicked. No way, Yan'er can't go back to London.

”You are a well-known entrepreneur, a rich man. I am an assassin. We have never been in the same world.”

Zi Yan retracted her hand and calmly looked at Zhuo WeiTing. She had to make sure that she was no longer touched.

”Yan'er, it's not like that. You are my wife, and we are one. You can …”

”Let's not argue anymore, I'll go out and rest first.”

As Zi Yan spoke, she withdrew her hand. She was truly in a mess. No matter if it was before or now, there were many things that happened when she was together with Zhuo WeiTing.

”Yan'er!”

Zhuo Weoting looked at his empty hand, but could not summon it.

She went out, but sat down outside the lower window. Although her face couldn't be seen, her black hair could still be seen.

Quiet down, as long as you can see her, as long as she hasn't left.

Zhuo Weitang raised the pillow a little, afraid that Zi Yan would leave the moment he was distracted.

He would watch her, watch her come in again from the outside.

Suddenly, a person popped out from Zhuo Weitang's mind, it was Captain Long.

Now it should be said that the day before yesterday. The night before yesterday, Commander Long knocked him out.

”Yan'er, Yan'er …”

He called out from the inside, but Zi Yan who was outside couldn't hear him.

The soundproofing in this observation room was very good, no matter how loud he yelled, Zi Yan could not hear him.

Anxious, he ignored the injuries on his body and stood up again.

Zi Yan, who was outside, was wondering if she should leave as soon as possible. She did not want to enter the whirlpool again.

She didn't want to start another war.

If she remembered correctly, Zhuo WeiTing and Song Laidi were getting married. If she were to marry at this moment, wouldn't she be dragged onto the stage of the 'gunfight'?

No, she would rather spend the rest of her life in peace. She knew very well that a short happiness was followed by a long term pain.

Snorting, Zi Yan patted her face, telling herself to be rational and calm.

”Yan'er!”

Zhuo WeiTing finally opened the door, but his face was still pale.

”Why are you doing this again?”

Zi Yan turned her head, feeling more angry than surprised.

”Yan'er, you should leave. Take Xiao Xian and leave Taiwan, but you must not go to London.”

Clutching the door, Zhuo WeiTing was panting heavily. However, he was very serious and determined.

”What do you mean?”

Zi Yan was hurt by his words, and just now he told her not to leave but to come and chase her away.

”Yan'er, let's go, I'm not going to the hospital.”

Zhuo Weitang felt that it would be hard to explain in a short period of time. Right now, the only thing he could do was to bring Zi Yan along and leave.

The matter of him being injured by his son must have gone on TV today. Captain Long definitely wouldn't let him off.

”Stop messing around alright? You're over thirty years old, what happened to you? Can you be like the past, more rational and more calm? ”