Time and you are my fault

Suddenly, his big hand supported her leg, and he put her on the sofa beside her, and the figure of Zhilan Yushu strode into the kitchen.

Chuy rubbed her cheeks and followed curiously, "You're cooking again after eating just now?"

Zong Yanchu gave her a sideways look, then gritted his teeth and replied, "Make soup, and deliver rice to Sheng Jinghuai."

"You want to do it yourself?" She widened her eyes in surprise.

"I can order delivery from the restaurant, if you agree." He leaned on the glass table with his arms folded, his slender figure exuding casual elegance.

Chu Yi pursed her lips, "I promised to do it myself, isn't it a bit disingenuous to ask for delivery..."

"So Mrs. Zong, go outside and wait." He took out the ingredients from the refrigerator and said casually, "The oily smoke hurts the skin."

He didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what he said.

But Chuy stared at him for a long time.

Seeing that she was not moving, he leaned out from the kitchen and bit her lips.

She regained consciousness in an instant, and ran to the living room with a blushing face.

Chu Yi never expected that one day, the man she once admired so much would be willing to go to the kitchen to wash his hands and make soup for her, and he was even willing to cook for another man in order not to let her do it himself.

A lingering sweetness welled up in her heart, which made her curl her lips.

Put the soup that has been boiled for two hours into an insulated bucket, and put the meals in lunch boxes.

Looking at the man's back, Chu Yi sneaked up behind him, picked up the spoon on the glazed table, scooped up a spoonful of milky white soup, and took a sip.

The rich aroma swirls in her mouth, making her eyes shine.

Zong Yanzu wiped his hands and stared at her with a half-smile, "Afraid that I will put some weird seasoning?"

As if her little thoughts had been pierced, Chu Yi stuck out her tongue a little guilty.

"It's delicious. Mr. Zong is really first-class in everything he does." She smiled and flattered her.

Zong Yanzu casually threw the paper towels into the trash can, approached her step by step, and controlled the person in front of him, "If someone else is called Jing Huai, if you call me your husband, I will be President Zong, Zong Yanzu."

He frowned lightly, and there was a gloomy light in his eyes.

Chu Yi's heart trembled, her pink lips moved, but she didn't speak.

"Let's change the name." He leaned two points closer.

The familiar breath enveloped her, making her heart throb violently.

"Yan...Xiu?" She elongated her voice and spoke uncertainly.

A smile appeared on the man's handsome face, and he shook his head slightly.

Obviously that's not what he wanted.

"another."

A title immediately popped into Chu Yi's mind, but she couldn't open her mouth if she had to call it out so formally.

After squeaking for a while, he finally uttered a strange address, "Sir?"

The man pursed his thin lips tightly, and finally said angrily, "You really want to piss me off."

The woman's pupils were like water, and her thick eyelashes were trembling with tension.

His clear face was reflected in her amber pupils.

The man's thumb gently rubbed her chin, and then covered the soft lips.

I wanted to punish her lightly, but as soon as I met her, it was like a strong poison, out of control.

Chuy was forced to lean back, bearing the force of his pressure, subconsciously grasping the collar of his shirt with both hands, "Fall...uh!"

She felt that she was about to fall, but she opened her mouth and gave him an opportunity.

That strong and domineering aura invaded her territory and occupied it wantonly.

The moment the tips of her tongues touched, she felt a transparent string snap in her mind.

The pupils contracted violently, and the heart also jumped to the throat.

Suddenly, a man's deep voice came from the ear, "Close your eyes."

She blinked stupidly, and then felt his waist was firmly encircled by his arms, her body was no longer weightless, and her eyes fell with his voice.

A thin kiss, biting her lips, like punishment, he hooked the tip of her tongue, and bit her lightly with his teeth.

"Oh!" She opened her eyes in dissatisfaction, and stared at him hard.

"What do you want to call me?" His lips moved away from hers, but sucked lightly or heavily on her cheeks and chin.

Chu Yi felt that her soul was about to be sucked away by him, her eyes filled with physical tears, her trembling voice seemed to be bullied and scared, "Don't kiss..."

"Don't kiss?" He kissed down along the jaw line, her skin was white and tender, and after a light inhalation, there was a dark red mark.

His eyes became darker and more dangerous.

Chu Yi exerted all her strength to push his head away, "How can I meet people in a while!"

He propped himself up and smiled softly, "Don't go out, let someone send you there."

As he said that, he was about to start the unfinished business again.

Chu Yi covered her neck and mouth, and shook her head decisively.

The man let out a deep breath, and kissed the glistening liquid on the corner of his lips along the way, which made Chu Yi blush and heartbeat.

She quickly lowered her body and escaped from between his arms.

Standing near the kitchen, her eyes fell from his chin, until she landed on a certain place, she stammered and said, "You handle it yourself, I'll go... wait for you in the car."

Zong Yanzu helplessly looked at her fleeing back, and laughed softly.

When he went downstairs, he went to the cloakroom to get her a scarf, and wrapped it around her by himself after getting in the car.

Chu Yi suddenly remembered the scene of him causing trouble just now, her cheeks were blushing, and she couldn't help reaching out and hitting him.

He held her hand instead, and brought it to his lips to kiss her lightly.

Half an hour later, the black Bentley arrived at the hospital parking lot.

Zong Yanzu carried the food box and gifts in his left hand, and led Chu Yi in his right hand, and walked towards the inpatient department.

The two arrived by elevator, and Zong Yanzu stood at the window at the end of the corridor, putting the food box in his hands, "Hurry up, come back, in 10 minutes, if you don't come out, I'll go in and pick you up."

Chu Yi stared at him dissatisfied, as if she was visiting a prison.

But he still walked towards the ward obediently holding the food box and gifts.

Zong Yanzu stared at such a slender figure as he pushed the door in, and then the gentle smile on his face faded away.

He lowered his eyes and dialed a set of numbers.

The other party's voice was extremely respectful, "Mr. Zong, I found it. It was Zheng Ming who asked someone to do it last night."

For a moment, cold anger burst out from the man's eyes, "Find him."

"Yes, we are looking for it, but Zheng Ming seems to have gotten wind of it and is hiding very tightly."

The man fiddled with the lighter between his long fingers, and said calmly, "Then offer a reward on the black market, and pay a lot of money to find someone."

"Yes, Mr. Zong."

After hanging up the phone, the man's long gaze fell somewhere outside the window.

The sudden ringtone of the mobile phone brought him back to his thoughts, and when he saw the name on the caller ID, he frowned slightly with thick eyebrows.

The bell rang for a long time, but he didn't answer it, waiting for the phone to hang up automatically.

Until the third call came in from this number, he took it to his ear to answer.

"Yanxiu." Lin Luolian's gentle voice came.

He didn't answer, waiting for her next words.

"Yanxiu, I'm going to Haicheng next week, can I see you before that?" Lin Luolian asked cautiously.

"No need, I've made it clear before." His tone was decisive and there was no room for negotiation.

Lin Luolian almost cried at the other end, "Isn't it okay to just meet and have a meal? If you are afraid that Chu Yi will mind, you can take her with you."

"We've been friends for so many years, do we have to be so heartless?"

Zong Yanzu rubbed the center of his brows, "It's fine if we meet, you can talk now if you have something to say, I promised Chu Yi that I won't do anything she doesn't like."

"Yanxiu..."

"Since there's nothing to say, that's it."

Then, immediately hung up the phone.

On the other end of the phone, Lin Luolian threw out the phone angrily.

The phone hit the wall, and spider web-like cracks ran across the screen.

She gritted her teeth, and her breathing became chaotic, "Chu Yi, you bitch! What kind of medicine did you give Yanxiu!"

Lin Fenghao came out of the bathroom, and seeing his sister looking so desperate, he couldn't help laughing, "It seems that Zong Yanke is serious about Chu Yi."

Lin Luolian glared at him, "Are you my brother or Chu Yi's brother? You actually helped her speak."

"Just explaining the facts." He wiped his wet hair and grabbed his mobile phone casually.

The long and narrow eyes staring at the screen raised slightly, "Tsk, Zong Yanzu is looking for Zheng Ming, offering a reward of 1000 million to live."

She lightly rubbed her lower abdomen with her hand, and an inexplicable smile curled up on the corners of her lips, "Brother, tell me... what will happen if the child in my stomach becomes Zong Yanqi?"

"So you want to abandon the child's biological father?"

"Zheng Ming's life and death have nothing to do with me." Lin Luolian spread her hands indifferently.

A look of surprise appeared on Lin Fenghao's pale face, and then disappeared. He smiled softly, "Then you have a try."

When Lin Luolian heard this, an idea immediately popped up in her heart.

Zong Yanqi has already found Zheng Ming's head, and he will soon be able to follow the clues to find himself...

She would never let this happen.

Thinking of this, she immediately sent three messages to Zheng Ming.

Zheng Ming was staying well in Lin Luolian's suburban apartment, but when he suddenly saw the news that Zong Yanqi had offered a reward of 1000 million yuan for his arrest, he was so frightened that he rolled off the bed.

He stared at a pair of mung bean eyes, only thought for ten seconds, and immediately grabbed his clothes and wallet and ran outside.

But as soon as he got in the car, he felt several black cars rushing towards him in all directions.

Zheng Ming stepped on the accelerator and rushed out, throwing away the distance.

But the people behind him pursued him relentlessly, very closely.

Zheng Ming took out his mobile phone and hurriedly said while making a call, "Where are you? Come pick me up, I'm stuck."

Late at night, on a street with few pedestrians, several cars raced through the darkness like a race.