Time and you are my fault

Chu Yi just told Wang Hong that he was coming soon, and seeing that everyone else in the ward had left, she waited for about ten minutes, and then dragged Zong Yanxi away from the ward.

Zong Yanzu looked at the person coming, without any anxiety or worry on his face.

Suddenly remembered how she looked when he was sick in the past, as if the sky had fallen, with tears in her eyes.

At that time he teased her and said, 'I'm not dead, why cry. '

It's just that the current Chu Yi, with his calm eyes, looks no different from a stranger when he looks at him.

"Wang Hong called me just now, saying that you fainted." Chu Yi asked lightly, standing at the end of the bed and watching him quietly.

Zong Yanchu felt his throat hurt even more now, and he stretched out his hand towards her.

The woman stood there without moving.

Chuey stared at his fingers, the slender hands she held.

Very warm and safe.

It's just that the warmth and sense of security brought by these hands have been given to another woman.

She has seen with her own eyes the way the two of them clasped their fingers together.

The sour feeling was about to overwhelm her barely maintained calm, she smiled faintly, "Since you are fine, I'll go first."

Zong Yanchu's eyes were chapped with shattered light, he called her, but he couldn't make a sound.

Chu Yi's steps were very steady, she put her hand on the doorknob, but felt that the raised arm was heavy.

There was the rubbing sound of the cloth and the quilt behind her, and then Chu Yi was wrapped into a warm embrace.

The man's arms tightly wrapped around her, as if trying to embed her in his body.

Chu Yi took a tight breath, looking down at the hands that were folded in front of her.

Blood dripped from the eye of the needle that was torn hard, and the red color deeply hurt Chu Yi's heart.

She didn't move, didn't speak, and let him hold her.

Zong Yanxuan rested his chin on the girl's shoulder, and his hot breath brought a scalding heat wave to Chuyi's ear and neck.

It burned her heart.

The two hugged quietly, no one spoke.

Chuy was about to turn around and hug him, when she suddenly heard a voice as thick as gravel in her ears, "Are you still angry?"

Chu Yi could no longer describe how she felt at the moment.

Obviously at the last moment, he could still hold another woman's hand.

The next moment, he could hug her affectionately.

Is he too good at acting, or is he inherently promiscuous?
Chui's eyes were red, and her voice had a faint nasal tone, "I'm not angry anymore, you go back and have a good rest, I'll call the doctor."

She broke away his hot hands and wanted to leave the ward.

The atmosphere here is too oppressive, and she is afraid that she will not be able to resist doing things out of control.

"Yi..."

"Zong Yanchu, you are an adult, don't play your temper like a child, go back and lie down." She broke his fingers hard.

But he tightened his arms even more, as if he had exhausted all his remaining strength.

He didn't want to see such a calm side of Chu Yi.

As if he had nothing to do with her.

How can she do this?
Obviously not long ago, she was doing the most intimate thing with him.

"Yiyi, you are the one who lost your temper." He spoke with difficulty, feeling a knife stabbing at his throat.

Chu Yi couldn't control her red eyes, "I'm not losing my temper, I'm awake."

She stared at the transparent glass plate, looking forward without focus.

"I don't want to wake up, and neither do you." He said a long series of words, and began to cough uncontrollably.

Chu Yi felt as if a vine was tightening her heart.

Tighter and tighter.

Almost breathless.

"Zong Yanchu, you can't...you can't be so selfish."

Zong Yanzu was about to say something, but the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open.

Papa Zong came back with Wang Tezhu, and when he saw the two people embracing each other, they were all stunned.

Chu Yi hurriedly broke free from the man's embrace, and inadvertently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, "Dad, I'll call the doctor, he pulled out the needle."

As soon as Chuy left, she didn't come back.

Zong Yanchu kept staring at the door of the ward, as if waiting for her to come back.

Wang Tezhu looked at the boss who had become vulnerable due to illness, like an abandoned child.

He sighed silently.

It seems that the young lady has decided to divorce, but her boss doesn't let her go.

If I knew there was today, why bother.

Cafe near the hospital.

Cheng Xiangyi ordered a box, and the four of them walked in one by one and took their seats.

The waiter leaves after ordering.

Lin Luolian and Zong Mucheng were sitting on one side, and she looked at Cheng Xiangyi and Mrs. Mo on the opposite side with a nervous look.

"Don't be afraid, I don't eat people."

Cheng Xiangyi rested his wrist on the table, tapped his fingers on the table, his gaze slipped across Mrs. Mo's face, and finally landed on Lin Luolian.

Lin Luolian nodded, looking extremely submissive.

Cheng Xiangyi waved his hand, "Let me get straight to the point, Luo Lian, I hope you will keep a distance from Yanxiu in the future."

Lin Luolian's eyes widened instantly, and she looked at Cheng Xiangyi in disbelief, "Auntie..."

Cheng Xiangyi raised his hand, his noble face was a little impatient, "You don't need to rush to deny, you know how those scandals between you and Yanxiu got out on the Internet, but I didn't let my son know, you know why ?"

Lin Luolian's eye circles were already red, and she pressed her hands firmly on her knees.

"The Zong family is grateful to your father for saving Yanxiu's life. We can't repay you, so Yanxiu treats you well, and we as elders don't interfere."

"But now this kindness has affected the relationship between Yanxiu and his wife."

"Auntie, Yanxiu and Chu Yi have no feelings together!" Lin Luolian retorted excitedly.

"Whether you have feelings, I know, Yanxiu knows." Cheng Xiangyi looked at Lin Luolian lightly.

"I want to know why we are also kind to the Zong family. Why did we choose Chu Yi to be our daughter-in-law instead of you? You must be worried about this question."

After Cheng Xiangyi asked this sentence, Lin Luolian suddenly raised her head.

"Some people say that Chu Yi's family background is strong, so she is naturally chosen." Cheng Xiangyi smiled, with a slight disdain on the corner of his mouth.

Lin Luolian's face was a little stiff.

She was jealous of Chu Yi's background and that she was born into a famous family in the capital.

If it wasn't for her family background being inferior to Chu Yi, how could it be Chu Yi who married into the Zong family!

Cheng Xiangyi saw Lin Luolian's thoughts and shook her head with a smile.

"Because your father saved Zong Yanzu."

Cheng Xiangyi paused, and continued under Lin Luolian's shocked gaze, "Chu Yi saved the entire Hengzong Group."

"What?" Lin Luolian was puzzled.

"She saved the entire Hengzong, including tens of thousands of employees. If Chu Yi hadn't rescued them at the beginning, tens of thousands of employees would lose their jobs and tens of thousands of families would suffer heavy losses."

"Compared with tens of thousands of employees, and a company with a foundation of nearly a hundred years, a Zong Yan is nothing."

Lin Luolian's face turned pale, she couldn't believe what she heard.

Cheng Xiangyi said that a sect inkstone is not comparable to Hengzong.

How can this be!
Zong Yanzhu is the helm of Hengzong!
Without Zong Yanzu...

"Without Zong Yanzu, Hengzong can still find an excellent manager, but Zong Yanchu, how long will it take him to create a group like Hengzong?"

Cheng Xiangyi stared at the expression of the woman opposite.

Seeing her precarious expression, I let out a breath of joy in my heart.

"Of course, the prerequisite for Chu Yi to marry into the clan is that she is willing to marry, and Yanxiu is willing to marry."

Under the heavy blow of the phrase "Yanxiu is willing to marry", Lin Luolian could hardly stop crying.

"He...he was forced!" the woman shouted heartbreakingly.

Cheng Xiangyi smiled coldly, "You grew up with him, when did you see him being forced to make a choice?"

"He doesn't want to, and the neck of the knife holder can't be changed."

"And he treats you with guilt."

"No! He's not!"

"He likes me, Auntie, you can't use such means to separate us!" Lin Luolian couldn't maintain her calm appearance, sobbing and crying.

"That's the end of the story, how much you can listen to is your problem."

Cheng Xiangyi stood up, took the aristocratic Mrs. Mo's arm who had never spoken, winked at Zong Mucheng and walked out.

"I've already paid for the coffee, so Ms. Lin can take care of herself."

Lin Luolian stared at the figure who disappeared at the door, leaned on the table and sobbed suppressedly.

Chuy.

You are just relying on your good family background...

If you don't have the backing of the Chu family... I see what you have to rely on!