Quick wear: I'm with my nemesis

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Pushing the sunglasses to his forehead, Xie Zhuo looked at the blue sky and smiled brilliantly.

Doing the math, he has been here for a long time, even in a few days, it will already exceed the time spent hanging out with Gu Yan.

Xie Zhuo took another sip of coconut juice, and talked to Qi Ling slowly in his mind: "I didn't take any valuables from him, and I obediently gave him and his fiancee a place. This time, he can't come to settle accounts with me, right?"

Even though he was asking this in his heart, he had an extremely determined expression on his face.

How could Gu Yan come to him again?

At this moment, Gu Yan should be in the land of gentleness, how could he have time to take care of him, a canary who fled?

If it wasn't for the sake of insurance, he would definitely buy a ticket to go abroad on the same day.

But in this way, his tracks are easier to catch.

Thinking of Gu Yan's strong desire for revenge, Xie Zhuo still didn't dare to provoke him so openly, he just found a small town to avoid the limelight, and waited for Gu Yan to completely forget about him before studying the matter of going abroad.

"Tsk... In two days, I will buy a plane ticket to go abroad." Xie Zhuo's face was almost overflowing with joy when he spoke.

Freedom, here I come!

But the assistant who tracked down Xie Zhuo's information was balding day by day in his carefree life.

"We found out that Mr. Xie should be going south, and he took a ride along the way, and no one registered."

Looking at Mr. Gu's slightly thin face, the assistant said cautiously: "Give me some more time, and I'll adjust the monitoring."

"Hmm." Gu Yan's voice was unusually hoarse.

The assistant was taken aback for a moment, and asked worriedly, "Are you sick?"

He saw Mr. Gu lose weight these days, and he was really afraid that something would happen to Mr. Gu.

"Cough, call a doctor." Gu Yan felt the swelling and pain in his throat, and coughed again.

"39 degrees three." The doctor looked at the temperature on the thermometer, a little helpless: "Didn't you find that you have a fever?"

Can workaholics ignore their physical condition?

Gu Yan rubbed the center of his brows: "There is no major problem, normal treatment will do."

"I suggest you go home and rest for a while, here..." The doctor looked at the luxurious and spacious office: "It's not a place to recuperate."

Gu Yan didn't want to go home, didn't want to go back to that place full of traces of Xie Zhuo.

He was afraid that he couldn't help strangling Xie Zhuo's heartless bastard to death.

"Cough, no, I have a rest room here." After the doctor said, he also felt bursts of brain pain.

The cold liquid was injected from the vein, and the man closed his tired eyes.

When Wu Sheng got the news from Assistant Gu Yan, what he saw was Gu Yan's fragile appearance lying on the bed.

The tall and ruthless man looked a little pitiful at this moment, his lips were extremely dry, moving slightly as if he was saying something.

Wu Sheng subconsciously moved to Gu Yan's ear, and what he heard was the vague words Xie Zhuo.

He was laughed out of anger. It's not that he didn't know Gu Yan's actions during this time, but he was so burned that he was still thinking about that person, is he sick?

He sat down on the sofa not far away, and the rustling sound woke up the person who was in a light sleep.

"What are you doing here?" Gu Yan opened his eyes to look at his friend, and said lightly.

Wu Sheng laughed angrily at his distasteful attitude: "If I don't come, you're probably burned to death here!"

He stood up from the sofa resentfully, and turned around on the ground like a trapped animal: "I don't understand, what's so good about Xie Zhuo, he can let you call his name in your dreams."