Mengbao against the sky: Daddy fell from the sky

"I don't have anything important to do. Seeing that you are sleeping so deeply, I can't bear to wake you up." Su Zishi smiled dotingly.

"Next time, remember to wake me up." Yang Zhuoying said, doing warm-up exercises beside him.

After that, the two practiced boxing together and ran for another half an hour before going back to have breakfast together.

After breakfast, Su Zishi routinely went to the master for acupuncture. Yang Zhuoying sat by the side with his mobile phone as usual.

Suddenly, Yang Zhuoying received a new message, which was a video, she casually clicked on it to watch.

After watching the video, Yang Zhuoying's complexion became very ugly, and there was an icy aura around her that made people dare not approach.

"What happened?" After acupuncture, Su Zishi sat up, and saw Yang Zhuoying's face was dark, and there seemed to be "I'm very angry" written on his forehead.

Hearing this, Yang Zhuoying came back to her senses, raised her head, and smiled at him, "It's okay."

It's a pity that she didn't look in the mirror, otherwise, she would find her appearance at this time, which can be described in four words: a guilty conscience.

Seeing that she refused to speak, Su Zishi didn't force her, but just watched her subconsciously clenched the phone tightly.

"By the way, I have something to go out later, so I probably won't be able to accompany you for dinner."

"Where are you going?" Yang Zhuoying asked subconsciously.

It seemed that after she moved in, she hardly saw him go out. Now that he said he was going out, she was subconsciously worried that something might happen.

"I'm going to meet a client, and I have to discuss some things with the client in person, so I can't go without going." Seeing that she was worried, Su Zishi explained with a smile.

"Then do you want me to go with you?" Yang Zhuoying was still worried.

Su Zishi smiled and said: "I'm very happy that you are so worried about me, but I'm not just a piece of paper. During this period, after the master helped me recuperate and cure me, my health is much better, and nothing will happen, right, master ?”

The master who put away the tools at the side heard the words, nodded and said: "Mr. Su's current situation, as long as he doesn't drink alcohol and doesn't engage in too debilitating work, it should be fine, but remember, you must rest more and drink plenty of water , not too tired."

"Understood." Su Zishi promised that he would not make himself too tired and would take medicine on time.

Listening to their conversation, Yang Zhuoying realized, "How many days are you going to go out for?"

"One day sooner, three days later, I will be back no matter what, when I'm not at home, you have to promise me, don't run around, you have to stay here and wait for me obediently." Su Zishi smiled, but his eyes flickered unknown of light.

"Hey, how do you make it sound like I'm a child." Yang Zhuoying squinted at him.

Su Zishi left as soon as he said he would. After the acupuncture, he took Nan Gongjing with him.

After sending the two away, Yang Zhuoying returned to the room, sat by the bed, picked up the phone again, and clicked on the video.

In the video, He Junlin is dancing with a girl on the dance floor. The girl looked at him as if she was looking at her beloved lover. Although she couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, she watched them hug each other like no one else In the scene of being together, Yang Zhuoying still got angry for no reason.

Last night, the reason why Yang Zhuoying didn't sleep well was because he received a photo of He Junlin hugging that girl.

At that time, her first reaction was that someone wanted to sow discord again. When she realized it, she had already dialed He Junlin's phone number, but his phone number couldn't be reached.

She made five phone calls in a row, but none of them got through. She couldn't help guessing why he didn't answer the phone.

Is it because the mobile phone is out of battery, or is it doing something that is not suitable for children, so it is inconvenient to answer the phone?

Last night, because she couldn't get through the phone, she spent a whole night of thinking wildly. It was almost dawn when she couldn't help but fell asleep.

After waking up, she became much calmer. Yang Zhuoying carefully studied those photos again, and then came to a conclusion.

He Junlin was not interested in that girl, he didn't see her in his eyes.

Yang Zhuoying felt that the whole incident should be caused by someone deliberately, and He Junlin should not have empathized with others.

However, it didn't take long for her to receive the video.

If talking about those photos, Yang Zhuoying could still say that someone was going to cause trouble, but this video made her unable to deceive herself anymore.

She called He Junlin again, but no one answered the phone.

Yang Zhuoying only felt as if there was a fire burning in her chest, which made her rationality disappear little by little.

Staring fixedly at the video, the scene where He Junlin leaned into Bai Zheng's ear and spoke, felt annoyed and uncomfortable.

She didn't want to believe that He Junlin would empathize with another, but the facts were in front of her eyes.

There was a suffocating pain in the chest.

Yang Zhuoying stood up abruptly, rushed to the closet, took out a set of out clothes and changed into it.

Ten hours later, Yang Zhuoying stood in front of Aladdin Hotel.

She looked down at the map on her phone, and saw that He Junlin's location was inside.

Taking a deep breath, she walked into the hotel.

The moment she stepped into the hotel, a doorman looked at her, then looked at the photos on the phone, and then dialed the number.

"The target appeared."

A few minutes later, Yang Zhuoying stood in front of He Junlin's room, but she didn't ring the doorbell immediately.

Ten hours ago, out of anger, she came here to look for He Junlin desperately. However, standing here now, she felt timid.

She was afraid that when the door opened, what she saw was He Junlin hugging another woman.

What would she do if he really admitted that he had moved on because she had let him down so much that he didn't want to wait for her anymore?
In the room, through the monitoring, seeing the entanglement, timidity, and sadness on her face, He Junlin told himself that he couldn't be soft-hearted. She had made him worry and anxious for so long, and now it was just a small punishment.

Outside the door, Yang Zhuoying still couldn't make up her mind to ring the doorbell. As time passed, He Junlin's patience also wore down a lot.

Suddenly, Yang Zhuoying turned around and left, He Junlin jumped up without thinking, rushed to the door, opened the door, and dragged the woman outside into the room.

"Since you're here, why didn't you ring the doorbell?" He Junlin asked with a straight face as she was trapped on the door panel and in front of his chest.

Yang Zhuoying stretched out her hand to push him away, raised her small face at a 45-degree angle, and squinted at him, "How do you know I'm outside, you knew I would come to you?"

Originally, she was just guessing, but when he rushed in like this, she felt that her guess was right.

He Junlin looked at the woman who forced herself to be calm, and smiled dotingly.

He stretched out his hand, hugged her tightly, and lowered his head to kiss her stubborn red lips.

"Baby, don't ask anything, let me hold you for a while before talking."

How long has it been since the last time you hugged her like this?
"Why do you seem to be fat?"

Even though she had a lot of questions to ask, but being hugged by him, feeling his familiar temperature, Yang Zhuoying's anger was calmed down, and she embraced him with both hands, immersed in a tender and affectionate atmosphere, suddenly Hear him say that.

Yang Zhuoying frowned like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, she tried her best to break free from He Junlin's embrace, and stared at him viciously.

"Tell me! What's your relationship with that woman? Have you ever slept with her?"

"Don't worry, I'll explain it to you clearly." As if amused by her fierce expression, He Junlin stretched out his hand and flicked her nose.