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    "Sister Ziju, do you know where Brother Zixuan has gone?" Shen Jiao asked when she returned to the brothel and saw Leng Ziju.

    "It seems that I went to the United States. I went to the United States the day after you left. Didn't my brother contact you?" Leng Ziju asked suspiciously.

    Shen Jiao didn't speak, she thought silently in her heart, she went to America the day after she left, what happened?  I didn't contact her, and I didn't answer the phone. Is something wrong?  A series of questions are in my heart, I have known Brother Zixuan for three years, and I intuitively feel that something happened.

    "Jiaojiao, what are you thinking, nothing will happen to my brother's disaster." Leng Ziju said with a smile.

    "Well, by the way, what about Yuan Lou? Is his injury healed?" It has been almost half a month since Shen Jiao left, and Yuan Lou's injury should have fully recovered.

    "Well, well, he has some things to deal with, and he will come back to me after he has dealt with it." Leng Ziju had a sweet face, but she also had a faint worry in her heart, because she knew another real identity of Yuan Lou  , the boss of the gangster, is not afraid, but worried that something will happen to him.

    "Yes." Shen Jiao nodded and believed that with Yuan Lou's strength, the matter would end soon.  "I'm going back to my room first."

    A little tired, Shen Jiao went back to her room to rest, got up in the afternoon to wash up briefly, and then left for Xingcan Company.  Opening the door of the office, she didn't see Ting Chengjun, and Shen Jiao felt a little lost in her heart.

    It has been three days since she came back, Shen Jiao goes to Xingcan Company every day, but she doesn't see Ting Chengjun every day.  Shen Jiao looked out the window amusedly, what exactly was she expecting?  What are you thinking?  The inexplicable Shen Jiao returned to the home that once belonged to them at night.

    "The little girl is back, and Jun, she didn't come back together." Grandma Zhang heard the sound of the door opening from the opposite side, and opened the door, just in time to see Shen Jiao.

    "He has something to do today. Grandma Zhang is so late and you haven't slept yet." Shen Jiao said softly.

    "Well, Xiaoya is studying, and I will accompany her? It's not too early, you go to bed early." Grandma Zhang simply instructed, then returned to the room, and closed the door.

    Shen Jiao smiled softly, opened the door and walked in. After washing, she lay on the bed and fell asleep unknowingly.

    Shen Jiao, who was sleeping soundly, vaguely felt that someone opened her eyes in confusion, saw Ting Chengjun pressing on her body, and began to untie her clothes.

    Shen Jiao wanted to push Ting Chengjun away, but when her ten fingers touched Ting Chengjun's skin, she was surprised by the scalding heat.

    "Little guy, don't reject me." Ting Chengjun's dark voice rang in Shen Jiao's ear.

    "You were" Before the word "prescribed medicine" could be said, he exclaimed.  Ting Chengjun couldn't control himself at all, he didn't expect that he would be drugged with love potion, that woman Lin Xiaoxiao was crazy, Ting Chengjun looked at Shen Jiao under him with tenderness in his eyes.  He would always know about Shen Jiao's whereabouts, so he resisted and came back, but now he couldn't help it anymore.

    After a night of lingering, when Shen Jiao woke up in the morning, she felt weak all over.  The side was empty, just when Shen Jiao thought Ting Chengjun was leaving, Ting Chengjun came in with a bowl of hot porridge.  "Hey, let's have some porridge first."

    Ting Chengjun gently held the porridge with Shen Jiao, neither of them mentioned what happened last night, nor did Shen Jiao ask why Ting Chengjun was drugged.  For a day, the two of them stayed together until the next day when Shen Jiao felt better and went back to the brothel. Ting Chengjun didn't stop him, but a trace of unclear emotion flashed across his face.  When I didn't think about it, the emotion was gone.

    Shen Jiao returned to the brothel, and only then did she understand what the meaning of that unclear emotion meant.

    "I didn't expect Ting Chengjun to get married." A woman in the brothel whispered.

    "What did you think, the two of them have been engaged for a long time, but they are also a little smart, and they will get married at the beginning of next month." Another voice sounded.

    Shen Jiao, who just came back, heard it by chance, and suddenly trembled all over, as cold as if she had walked into an ice cave.

    "Jiaojiao, why are you so pale when you're back?" Mu Ruoshui came down from the stairs and saw Shen Jiao, and realized that something was wrong with her.

    "Jiaojiao, what's wrong with you." Mu Ruoshui asked worriedly.

    "Is there any magazine entertainment news for today?" Shen Jiao said lightly, she seemed to want to confirm it with her own eyes before giving up.

    "Jiaojiao." Mu Ruoshui was a little worried, and she didn't seem to understand why Shen Jiao seemed to be out of her wits.

    Shen Jiao ignored Mu Ruoshui's shout, walked to the sofa beside her, picked up theOn the entertainment news newspaper on the side table, I looked at the wedding of the president of the Ting Group and the mayor's daughter Lin Xiaoxiao in big characters above, and a row of small fonts below, which wrote the news of the two people's marriage and the wedding arrangements.

    Shen Jiao's tears fell drop by drop, and she seemed to understand in an instant, why she didn't see Ting Chengjun these few days when she came back, why he suddenly appeared the night before yesterday, why there was a trace of unclear emotion on his face, she  I understand that the two of them cannot be together after all.  She knew it all along, didn't she?  He is going to marry Lin Xiaoxiao, but why does her heart hurt so much.  She is really stupid, why can't she always forget, why?

    Mu Ruoshui stood aside worriedly, and the matchmaker came down at this moment, hugging Shen Jiao gently, Shen Jiao finally couldn't help crying in the matchmaker's arms.

    Shen Jiao suddenly had a fever at night, and the matchmaker was taking care of her. When she saw the bruises on Shen Jiao's body, she understood what had happened, but she just felt distressed and didn't ask anything.  It's just that Shen Jiao's fever didn't subside this time, and she was so groggy that she couldn't eat anything.  The matchmaker, Mu Ruoshui, and Leng Ziju were so anxious that the three of them took turns guarding Shen Jiao.

    "It hurts." Shen Jiao murmured softly, and Leng Ziju asked distressedly, "Where does it hurt?"

    But Shen Jiao didn't answer, just kept talking about the pain.  This drowsy high fever had lasted for three days, and Shen Jiao still didn't get better.

    However, what Mu Ruoshui Hongniang and the others didn't expect was that An Yi actually appeared in the brothel and came to look for Shen Jiao.

    The matchmaker looked at An Yi, and said softly, "Jiaojiao is sick now, and she is groggy."

    "I just want to see her." An Yi said indifferently, and the matchmaker stopped talking and brought An Yi to Shen Jiao's room.

    An Yi walked in front of Shen Jiao distressedly, not knowing why she was sick, and gently squatted down beside her bed, "Little fool, I'm here to look for you. Why did you leave without saying goodbye? In America, I always thought you would  Call me, I don't care what I am on your mind."

    With a gentle voice, she gently held Shen Jiao's hand.  An Yi left after staying there for a while, and at night, Shen Jiao's fever subsided slightly, and she was no longer groggy like the previous two days.

    Shen Jiao's body began to recover, An Yi would come to accompany Shen Jiao for a period of time every day, and Shen Jiao's attachment to An Yi became deeper and deeper during this time.  Both of them seemed to understand why, but neither of them broke it, so they both felt very good. Since it was very good, why should they care so much.

    Shen Jiao understands that An Yi likes her, and she also likes the warm and comfortable feeling when An Yi is by her side. She feels inexplicably peaceful in her heart, so what if it's not love?

    However, Shen Jiao never said that she accepted An Yi, and An Yi never asked.  The two got along like this, Shen Jiao's health improved, and An Yi accompanied Shen Jiao to Xingcan Company.

    Opening the door of the office, Shen Jiao was a little taken aback, and then became indifferent the next moment.  "I'll get the files."

    With an indifferent tone, Shen Jiao walked to the desk, picked up a pink folder underneath, turned and left, and An Yi, who came in with Shen Jiao, just quietly left with Shen Jiao, he did not miss Ting Cheng  When Jun looked at him, there was danger and dissatisfaction in his eyes.

    Sometimes men know men best, even if they are not familiar with them.  But An Yi could tell that Ting Chengjun loved Shen Jiao, and Shen Jiao also loved Ting Chengjun.  He didn't know much about the past An Yi had between them, but he knew something about Shen Jiao's rumors at that time.  But these are not important, he just knows that this woman is the woman he wants to protect, love and spoil in An Yi, and that is enough.

    But what An Yi didn't know was that Ting Chengjun envied An Yi in his heart, envied that An Yi could guard Shen Jiao's side like this, envied that An Yi was always with Shen Jiao when she was sick, envied that at this moment, Shen Jiao  Jiao is attached to him, but at the same time he is also afraid, even though Shen Jiao's love for him at this time is not love.  But Ting Chengjun was still worried that Shen Jiao would be greedy for the tenderness this man gave him and be with him.

    Ting Chengjun looked at the back of the two people leaving, and punched the desk. The desk was originally made of glass, but now the glass shards were scattered, and Ting Chengjun's hand kept blood, but it was not enough.  His heart aches.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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