Chapter 213 Xu Ying has a boyfriend

Looking at the wounds, Ni Huan suddenly felt depressed.

I couldn't help but imagine that if no one came to save them that night, they... no, it should be said that Chen Zhiyan, would Chen Zhiyan be injured by those people in order to protect her?

If something really happened to him, even if she didn't recover her memory, she would blame herself for the rest of her life.

"I should be with you."

Ni Huan's voice was soft. She regretted that she had left him alone in the intensive care unit for the so-called knot in her heart. She also stimulated him with words again and again, causing him to recover from his injuries and even pulled open the wounds many times.

Chen Zhiyan didn't want Ni Huan to see his injuries because he was afraid that Ni Huan would think that the scars on his body were too ugly.

But seeing Ni Huan's reaction and hearing the unconcealed heartache in her tone, Chen Zhiyan's hanging heart relaxed, his palm covered the back of Ni Huan's head, and his five fingers with distinct joints were entangled with her hair. Then he moved his palm down and touched Ni Huan's cheek.

The force is light and soft, as if soothing.

Ni Huan took the initiative to tilt his face, rubbed his palm, and said greedily: "Chen Zhiyan, when you were injured, I should have been with you all the time... But not only did I not, I also deliberately stimulate you, and say whatever you say is ugly..."

"Will you blame me?" she asked hesitantly at last.

Chen Zhiyan gently took away her hand wrapped around his waist, sat down beside the bed, and looked at her funnyly. Although she looked lazy, her tone was serious and serious: "I can't even love, so I don't have the energy to blame you."

Ni Huan was moved in his heart and threw herself into his arms regardless of his image.

"Didn't it hurt at that time?"

Chen Zhiyan held her shoulder and chuckled when he heard this: "It doesn't hurt, it's all over."

"How could it not hurt..."

Ni Huan's arms were still sore, and she was nestling in his arms lazily, enjoying the rare tranquility.

After a moment, she raised her hand and poked his chest, "My cell phone is next door, you go and get it for me."

She was forcibly brought by Chen Zhiyan last night. Not to mention what happened to Xu Muzhi later, her father alone is enough to make her overwhelmed.

"Also, bring me some clothes."

Ni Huan instructed Chen Zhiyan again and said.

The nightgown she wore last night had already died gloriously. Ni Huan remembered that her nightgown was thrown to the ground before she went to bed last night, but now there was nothing on the floor. It seemed that her clothes were washed by Chen Zhiyan.

The man rubbed her hair, picked up the clothes beside him and put them on, "Lying down first, don't fall down barefoot to avoid getting cold."

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Chen Zhiyan went to the next door to help Ni Huan get things. She lay back in the soft quilt, looked at the ceiling, and fell into a choice in her heart.

Should I give up everything and live a stable life with Shen Zhiyan, or should I try some effort to win Chen Zhiyan's love?

According to her selfishness, she would choose the former.

Judging from the current situation, she should choose the former.

They have never really treated her like a close family, so why did she hurt the person she loves just to ignore the person she feels?

There have been so many things that have happened over the past few days. She wanted to find a place to rest and relax her thoughts.

But she didn't know where to go.

Or, she had never explored the person who was the one who was most eager to accompany her in her heart.

After last night, Ni Huan felt that she had found it.

It turned out that what she didn't want was to see Chen Zhiyan, hug him, smell the smell on his body, and hear him say he loves her.

Her sense of belonging is Chen Zhiyan.

It can only be Chen Zhiyan.

Only he can bring her a sense of happiness.

Ni Huan raised the corners of her lips, stretched her eyebrows, leaving all her worries behind.

At the same time, Chen Zhiyan found a beige knee-length skirt from the closet and brought it to Ni Huan, and of course, her cell phone.

When Chen Zhiyan returned the phone to Ni Huan, the phone was buzzing.

The man looked down and his face changed slightly. Ni Huan noticed his abnormality, sat up with his arms, and asked in a low voice: "Who called?"

Chen Zhiyan looked up at her, but didn't say anything, but put the knee-length skirt in his hand beside her, "Change the clothes first."

Seeing him like this, Ni Huan had a vague guess in her heart.

She took the phone and took a look.

Sure enough, it was her father's call.

Ni Huan thought about it and refused.

After exiting the call page, she found that her brother had called her several times since yesterday.

Ni Huan took a deep breath, his heart was complicated.

When she was locked in his house by Xu Muzhi, she didn't see her brother calling her so many times in just a few hours.

Chen Zhiyan stood beside the bed, lowered his eyes and glanced at Ni Huan's movements and asked, "Don't answer?"

Ni Huan threw the phone aside, picked up the clothes and put them on her body, "I don't want to answer."

Chen Zhiyan nodded without any expression. Seeing Ni Huan put on her clothes, he walked up to pull the zipper on her clothes for her.

He paused and said to Ni Huan: "Mo Li's death has been found out."

Ni Huan looked at the hem of the skirt and paused.

"It's him who killed it." Chen Zhiyan said again.

Ni Huan turned around and asked curiously: "Who?"

Is it Han Ji’s enemy?

Or did Mo Li provoke someone she shouldn't be provoked outside?

"You know this person." Chen Zhiyan said.

"I know…?"

"It's Xu Muzhi."

"Who are you talking about?" Ni Huan said in surprise, "How could it be Xu Muzhi? He hadn't returned to China at that time?"

"How could he know Mo Li? Or did Mo Li offend Xu Muzhi in the United States..."

"It's not right. Xu Muzhi won't kill a woman he is unfamiliar with."

Because he was too surprised, Ni Huan murmured and said a lot of nonsense. He couldn't figure out the key point. When he was about to ask Chen Zhiyan clearly, he found that he was looking at her with a deep look, with a little sign in his eyes.

After looking at him for five or six seconds, Ni Huan suddenly understood.

She jumped out of the bed, stepped on her furry slippers and approached Chen Zhiyan, wrapped her fingers around his sleeve, and asked uncertainly: "Because...because me?"

Chen Zhiyan looked down at Ni Huan's hand holding his sleeve, his eyes moved slightly, he bent down slightly to look straight to her, and nodded no matter how hard he said.

Ni Huan opened her mouth and was speechless.

Could it be that Xu Muzhi has been paying attention to her every move since that time?

"You have been living with him these days. Has he bullied you?" Chen Zhiyan asked softly by blocking the broken hair in her ears.

"No." Ni Huan shook his head in a daze, "Chen Zhiyan, what did you say to Xu Muzhi last night?"

The man slightly lowered his eyebrows and said indifferently: "Let him stop pestering you again in the future."

Ni Huan wrinkled her nose, "It's that simple?"

"Not that," said Chen Zhiyan, "but the rest are all at work."

"You have any cooperation with him?"

Ni Huan thought that the relationship between Zhao Chen Zhiyan and Xu Muzhi would be incompatible.

"There is indeed cooperation in some necessary aspects." Chen Zhiyan said truthfully.

Ni Huan didn't understand business matters very well, but after mentioning Xu Mu, she remembered the incident when she asked Xu Muzhi to let Chen Boyang go.

"A Yan..." Ni Huan called Chen Zhiyan, she lowered her head and said weakly: "Your father..."

She bit her lip and blamed herself: "I'm sorry, it was me who asked Xu Muzhi to let your father go. If I hadn't been in a hurry, he might not have..."

Hearing this, Chen Zhiyan's eyes narrowed slightly, his expression darkened, and his tone was unexpected: "You asked him to let my dad go?"

Ni Huan: “…Hmm.”

"His he agreed?"

"Agree."

Chen Zhiyan's eyes darkened, and he reached out to hold Ni Huan's waist and asked her to look at him, "Did you agree to him?"

"How do you know?"

Chen Zhiyan's expression became even heavier, "What did you promise him?"
To be continued...