One Hundred Days of Hidden Marriage: Young Emperor, spoiled by heaven!

Han Yu couldn't wait, and trotted all the way to the front desk to get the key back.

Han Yu opened the door and shouted repeatedly: "Chuchu, Chuchu, are you there?"

At this time, Zhuang Chuchu was lying on the quilt and crying, when she was startled when she heard Han Yu's voice.

Zhuang Chuchu's red eyes stared like a frightened little white rabbit.

Seeing Zhuang Chuchu's appearance, Han Yu felt as if a knife had been cut through his heart, so he quickly softened his tone.

"Chuchu, you, as long as you are fine."

Han Yu suddenly realized that something was wrong in the room, and when he looked at the coffee table outside, it was obvious that someone had entered.

Han Yu thought back to Zhuang Chuchu's appearance at the beginning, and wondered who it was that scared her.

Under Han Yu's repeated questioning, Zhuang Chuchu revealed that Gu Nuoxi had been here, and told her that she already had Long Muyun's child.

Han Yu was not very surprised by the news, but rather expected it.

Han Yu knew that it was impossible for Gu Nuoxi to quit so simply.

Zhuang Chuchu kept her head down, her body still twitching slightly from crying.

A strong desire to protect rose from Han Yu's heart.

Han Yu stretched out his hands and stopped in mid-air.

He didn't dare to surpass the friendship between the two, for fear that taking a step forward would make Zhuang Chuchu stay away from him, and even disappear in his world.

Han Yu put down his hand silently, and could only comfort her with words.

Under Han Yu's comfort, Zhuang Chuchu stopped crying and didn't think about anything, only feeling dizzy.

Suddenly, Zhuang Chuchu felt weak all over and fell to Han Yu.

"Chu Chu, Chu Chu."

Han Yu hugged Zhuang Chuchu and shouted frantically.

What is going on and why is this happening?

Han Yu's heart was fluctuating, how could he bear to see Zhuang Chuchu like this.

Zhuang Chuchu's face was pale, her pale lips moved, and a light voice came out.

"Han Yu, what should I do, what should I do?"

As he spoke, tears rolled down his face.

Han Yu really regretted leaving Zhuang Chuchu's side at this moment, and hated why he made Zhuang Chuchu suffer so much again.

"Chuchu, don't be sad, I will always be by your side."

A firm voice, impassioned and powerful.

Han Yu clenched one hand tightly, silently vowing to protect her.

Zhuang Chuchu raised her head slightly to look at Han Yu, with a desperate smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Thank you."

The faint voice seemed to have never been uttered, but it was so heartbreaking.

Han Yu thought that there would be a dinner party later, so he helped Zhuang Chuchu to lie down.

"Silly girl, don't think too much, just rest for a while."

If possible, Han Yu would like to bear this pain for Zhuang Chuchu.

Zhuang Chuchu closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Han Yu sat at the side quietly guarding her, listening to her breathing.

Seeing that Zhuang Chuchu was fast asleep, Han Yu secretly kissed her on the forehead.

"Nice dream."

He quietly left the room.

Han Yu walked to the door and found the flat shoes still there, and curiously picked them up to look at them.

Why are there two shoes here?
Han Yu was puzzled.

At this time, a cleaning staff walked by.

Han Yu asked politely, "Who put these shoes here?"

The cleaning staff described Long Muyun's appearance.

Long Muyun.

Han Yu immediately guessed that it was him
Han Yu snorted coldly, put the shoes in the hands of the cleaning staff and said, "Please throw them away."

Han Yu would definitely not let Zhuang Chuchu wear the shoes given by Long Muyun.

Since he threw away Long Muyun's shoes, he also wanted to give Zhuang Chuchu a pair of flat shoes.

Thinking of this, Han Yu walked out of the hotel to buy shoes for Zhuang Chuchu.