Only children in Siheyuan make choices. I want them all.

Early in the morning! Zhang Jianjun touched Yin Xinyue's pretty face, smiled and said, "Sister Yin, it's almost dawn! I'll go back first!"

Yin Xinyue looked at the time and it was already past four o'clock: "Okay! Jianjun, go back, lest Jingru misunderstand you!"

"Yeah!" Zhang Jianjun nodded, then got off the bed and returned to his and Qin Jingru's room.

When she got back to the house, Qin Jingru was already awake. She smiled and said, "Brother Jianjun! Were you happy yesterday?"

Zhang Jianjun's heart suddenly twitched. Knowing that the situation was not good, he quickly tried to find an excuse to get away with it.

Qin Jingru grabbed Zhang Jianjun's hand and pushed him to sit on the sofa. "Actually, I know everything. Sister Yin deliberately made me drink today."

Zhang Jianjun was a little embarrassed. He touched his nose and said awkwardly: "You still drank so much even though you knew that? Are you stupid?"

"Hehe! I'm not afraid of spoiling Sister Yin's mood. Besides, aren't you very happy too?" Qin Jingru said with a smile.

Zhang Jianjun sighed helplessly, feeling guilty. "I'm sorry, Jingru, it's all my fault. I made you feel wronged."

"Oh! Brother Jianjun, don't say that. I don't blame you. As long as you have a place for me in your heart, that's enough. The better a man is, the more attractive he will be. I never thought that I could get all your love." Qin Jingru said gently.

Zhang Jianjun was moved and embraced Qin Jingru in his arms, saying affectionately: "Jingru, thank you for your understanding and tolerance. I love you. You are such a good girl. I didn't marry the wrong person!"

Qin Jingru smiled happily, she hugged Zhang Jianjun tightly, feeling his warmth and love. The two hugged each other tightly, enjoying this warm moment.

"Go to bed quickly, Brother Jianjun. You must be tired last night. Let me give you a massage." Qin Jingru gently pushed Zhang Jianjun down on the bed, and then used her small hands to massage his shoulders.

"Thank you, my wife." Zhang Jianjun felt Qin Jingru's gentle massage service and fell asleep soon after.

When he opened his eyes again, it was already past three in the afternoon. Zhang Jianjun got up, washed his face, and began to look for Qin Jingru, but he could not find any trace of her. This made him very anxious and worried.

So Zhang Jianjun decided to go to Yin Xinyue's room to see if he could find any clues. He knocked on the door and asked anxiously, "Sister Yin, have you seen Qin Jingru? You didn't do anything to her, did you?"

However, what came from the room was Yin Xinyue's cold and hateful voice: "Of course I sent someone to tie her up. I guess she has been buried now! Who told her to snatch a man from me!"

Hearing this, Zhang Jianjun's heart tightened, and he shouted angrily: "Yin Xinyue, I warn you, don't joke! If you really hurt Qin Jingru, I will never forgive you!"

Yin Xinyue sneered in the room and responded: "Wu Lingyu can hate you because of love and find someone to avenge you, so why can't I do the same? Anyway, Qin Jingru is dead. From now on, you are mine!"

Zhang Jianjun was extremely anxious at this time. He knew that he had to find Qin Jingru as soon as possible to ensure her safety. But facing Yin Xinyue's threats and provocations, he also felt extremely angry and helpless...

When Zhang Jianjun heard the news, he immediately became furious. He punched the door of the hotel and rushed in. "Yin Xinyue! I want you to be buried with Qin Jingru."

Seeing that the situation was out of control, Qin Jingru immediately rushed out from the closet where she was hiding: "Brother Jianjun, don't be impulsive, Sister Yin and I are just joking with you!"

Yin Xinyue sighed helplessly: "Ah! Zhang Jianjun still likes you after all, Qin Jingru, I am not as good as you!"

Qin Jingru hurriedly grabbed Yin Xinyue's hand and comforted her softly, "Sister, please don't say that! If you say that I harmed you, Jianjun will never let me go."

Zhang Jianjun also came back to his senses from his confusion and glared at Qin Jingru and Yin Xinyue angrily: "Enough, you two! Isn't this nonsense? What if I can't help but do it? Do you want me to regret it for the rest of my life?"

Yin Xinyue also knew that today's joke had gone a bit too far. She held Zhang Jianjun's right hand and spoke in a tender voice.

"Hey Jianjun, don't be angry! I have already discussed it with sister Jingru, and the three of us will live happily together from now on!"

Zhang Jianjun was so surprised that he could put an egg in his mouth: "Ah? What are you doing? Do you still think this is ancient times?"

Qin Jingru also came up and held Zhang Jianjun's left hand: "Hey, don't be so rigid! We can come to see Sister Yin more often in the future!"

At this point, Zhang Jianjun could only nod helplessly: "Okay! Sister Yin, how are your preparations going? I have to go see Lawrence today, and I have to go to the tailor shop to get the wedding dress in the evening. I'm really too busy."

Yin Xinyue made an OK gesture and said, "Don't worry, Jianjun. There will be absolutely no problem if you leave it to me. Jingru just talked to me about it. Tomorrow I will personally bring the chef to your house to find you. I will definitely arrange everything for you."

Hearing this, Zhang Jianjun said with relief: "It's great that Sister Yin can meet you. Okay, I won't say anymore. I have to go to the hospital to visit Lawrence."

Yin Xinyue said quickly: "Let's go together! I'll go see him too."

Soon the three of them got into the Phantom and the car drove all the way to the hospital!

After arriving at the VIP ward of the hospital, Zhang Jianjun took out a set of medicinal materials and the space spiritual spring as usual and gave them to Jessica, asking her to boil the medicine.