Chapter 953 Thoughts

Leng Zhiyuan felt that she was one step closer to the truth, and she was a little excited. Then with a "bang", she hit a wall of people.

"Pa", the phone in her hand fell to the ground.

Looking up, there was a handsome and straight figure standing in front of her. The two of them had just met in the back garden. It was Zhou Yao.

He was standing with an umbrella, and she was so absorbed in thinking about the scorpion that she bumped into him.

"You...why are you here?" She was surprised.

Is the banquet over? Even if it is over, he should go back to the Zhou family. The Zhou family is not on this road. Moreover, where is Han Xuan?

Zhou Yao held the umbrella above her, and his strong shoulders were quickly wet by raindrops. He frowned and looked at her, "Why are you running in the rain? You will catch a cold."

Leng Zhiyuan only felt sad to be cared for by him so tenderly. She bent down and reached out to pick up her mobile phone.

But a long arm stretched out, moving faster than her, and the phone was picked up into a large, well-defined palm.

The phone screen was still on the painting. Leng Zhiyuan was startled, fearing that he would see it, so she reached out and grabbed it, "My phone!"

Zhou Yao had already seen it. He glanced at the painting and his eyes paused on the old woman's bracelet. When he saw her coming to snatch it, he immediately handed it over, "Here it is."

The two's cheeks rubbed lightly in the air.

This surprise made both of them freeze. The woman's cheek was different from the man's. When her soft skin rubbed against his, she felt the thin stubble on his face, which made her feel painful and itchy.

She stood up quickly.

Zhou Yao also stood up straight, and the two of them stood under a black umbrella. Because of the intimate action just now, Zhou Yao's eyes were dark and deep. He said, "Are you... okay?"

He had wanted to ask just now in the flower garden.

"Yes." Leng Zhiyuan nodded, "How are you...?"

"not bad."

After the words fell, both of them fell silent. Zhou Yao glanced at the heavy rain outside the umbrella, "You and Ye Ziyi... Ye Ziyi is a good choice..."

He used to be very hostile to Ye Ziyi, which made her laugh and cry, but now he praised Ye Ziyi for the first time.

Leng Zhiyuan felt very uncomfortable, as if a big hand pinched her heart, and she began to feel intense pain again, "If nothing happens, I will...leave first..."

She lifted her feet and left.

"Zhiyuan!" When she passed by him, her slender wrist was clasped by him.

Leng Zhiyuan froze and quickly withdrew his hand.

But Zhou Yao let go first. He handed the umbrella to her, and then lightly curled his lips, "Here you go, I'll leave first."

He turned and left.

Leng Zhiyuan held the umbrella he handed over. The handle of the umbrella, where he had just held it, was warm... wet, and his palms seemed to be sweating.

She raised her head and looked at the man's back. He had already walked very far. His steps were still as powerful and sonorous as he crossed the small ponds, but his back looked so depressed and lonely in the rain.

Leng Zhiyuan looked at the heavy rain that day, just like her current mood.

…

Zhou family.

Zhou Yao walked into the living room, and Zhou's mother immediately greeted him. She frowned and said, "Why are you wet? It's raining heavily today. What did you do?"

"fine…"

Zhou's mother sighed. Since Leng Zhiyuan left, his son has become more and more closed-minded. He can't say a few words a day, "Come here, bring a dry towel for the young master, and make a bowl of ginger soup."

"Mom, I'll go upstairs and take a shower." Zhou Yao spread his long legs and went upstairs.

Han Xuan heard the noise from downstairs in the room. She knew that Zhou Yao was back. After the banquet, he did not come back with them and left alone.

She knew that he went to find Leng Zhiyuan.

Han Xuan took a few deep breaths to calm down her temper. She couldn't make trouble anymore. She wouldn't get any benefits if she continued to make trouble. She had more important things to do.

She opened her hand, and there were several leaves of grass in her hand that she had picked in the flower bed just now.

She is a doctor and is very knowledgeable about various herbal medicines.

Tonight she will become Zhou Yao's woman.

Han Xuan crushed all the herbs and applied them to her body. Then she pushed her wheelchair out of the room and came to Zhou Yao's room.

"Knock, knock," she reached out and knocked on the door, but after knocking twice, the door opened automatically.

She looked into the room and saw Zhou Yao standing in front of the bed. He had just taken a shower. He was wearing black trousers and a cold-glow metal belt tied around his narrow waist. He was putting on the trousers on his head with his eyes lowered. The crew-neck shirt, when pulling over his shoulder blades on both sides, are all spread back, as dangerous and powerful as a dormant lion.

He turned his face sideways, and his short black hair was dripping with water.

Han Xuan took a look and her face turned red quickly. He was the kind of strong man who could stimulate female hormones every minute.

When she was a little infatuated, a cold voice sounded in her ears, "What do you want from me?"

Han Xuan looked up and saw that Zhou Yao had put on his clothes and was already looking at her.

"Brother Zhou, I can't come to you if I have nothing to do. Don't forget, I am already your wife." Han Xuan opened the door and pushed the wheelchair in.

Zhou Yao said expressionlessly, "I'm sleepy, you should go back and have a rest early."

"Brother Zhou, I won't go back," Han Xuan went over and hugged his arm. She looked at him tenderly, "We are already husband and wife, don't you want... me?"

Zhou Yao withdrew his arm and shook his head, "I don't want to."

Han Xuan was furious. He didn't expect him to answer so seriously. "Brother Zhou, are you still thinking about Leng Zhiyuan? You saw today that Leng Zhiyuan is doing well now. She is Ye Ziyi's girlfriend. Who is Ye Ziyi? He is the most handsome man in the capital. How many famous ladies have stepped on his door to ask him to take a look, but he saw Leng Zhiyuan."

"Brother Zhou, what do you want to do? Do you still want to be entangled with her? Don't forget that you are already a married man. If you occupy her, it will only bring her trouble. You can't be too selfish!"

Zhou Yao listened to these words calmly. He frowned and said softly, "I didn't..."

He really didn't.

Although he had thought about it, that night when he came back from the top of the mountain, he begged her not to leave on the phone. He really wanted to occupy her for a long time.

He is indeed a very selfish person.

But that night she left and never came back, so he no longer had those thoughts and dared not have them.

He just couldn't control his steps. His eyes would be attracted by her. Wherever she appeared, his heart was no longer his own.

He wanted to see her, even just once.

In the past twenty years, he never thought that he would become such a person, worrying about a woman and being sentimental.