Chapter 127 I feed you
Wen Baijing asked casually: "When will you contact the whistleblower? This matter needs to be resolved as soon as possible."
Ye Zhenzhen never made up her mind and was a little hesitant. She whispered, "Xiaoxi is pregnant. If I do this, she will lose everything, including the child... I have to destroy everything she has with my own hands..."
It's hard to avoid feeling sorry for it.
Wen Baijing brushed her hand away, held her shoulders tightly, and said solemnly, "So are you going to destroy yourself to fulfill her wish? Ye Zhenzhen, what on earth is in your mind?"
That's right! If he didn't destroy Lin Xiaoxi, he would have to destroy her life. Ye Zhenzhen was not noble enough to sacrifice her future to help her estranged friend.
More than two years of comfortable life left her with no sense of crisis, and she had no idea that a storm was approaching.
Ye Zhenzhen frowned and made a difficult decision. Her voice was a little dry: "How about tomorrow? I'll make an appointment with the poster tomorrow..."
When Ye Zhenzhen returned to Guanlanju that day, she was in a bad mood and sat in the bedroom for a long time.
She had thought about parting ways with her former friend, about never seeing each other again. She could never have imagined that she would have to draw her sword against him, to the point of life and death.
Cruel?
People always have to grow up and face the arrows and attacks of life.
Before leaving, Lin Xiaoxi said behind her: "Zhenzhen, you are going to be a godmother..."
Are you sad? Are you heartbroken?
At this point, she can no longer be pretentious.
Under Wen Baijing's protection, she lived a smooth life like a greenhouse flower, and had long forgotten the dark side of the world and the bitter and rainy weather.
Everyone has his own hurdles to overcome, and comfort is only temporary.
Zhongli came to Guanlanju to visit. The fact that Ye Zhenzhen was kidnapped was not made public, and only a few of them knew about it.
As soon as he put on his slippers, Zhongli couldn't help but frown. He moved closer to Ye Zhenzhen and sniffed hard, jokingly saying, "This Chinese medicine smell is too strong. I don't know if your dear can eat after smelling it."
Ye Zhenzhen blinked her confused eyes and pretended to be serious and said, "He said he couldn't smell it, and said there was something wrong with my nose."
Zhongli was trembling all over, with goosebumps all over his body.
She had known that the two would display their affection without caring about the lives of others, so she had prepared herself mentally before coming. However, she was forced to eat dog food as soon as she stepped through the door, without giving her time to react.
Zhongli rolled his eyes at Ye Zhenzhen, speechless. But considering that Ye Zhenzhen had just been frightened, he didn't argue with her and could only watch her show off her affection.
Seeing Zhongli, Ye Zhenzhen felt much better. She pulled her to the living room and invited her to eat the newly launched white jade loquats.
Zhongli was not in the mood to eat, and asked worriedly: "Have you checked Weibo? I have been checking Weibo these past two days..."
On Weibo in the same city, the whistleblower's bloody accusations attracted a lot of attention. Ye Zhenzhen's name could be equated with a shameless mistress.
Ye Zhenzhen picked up the loquat, broke off the stem, carefully peeled off the skin, and handed it to Zhongli with a wry smile, "Try it. I didn't do those things. I will meet the whistleblower tomorrow."
Zhongli moved closer to her, lowered his head and asked worriedly: "Does he believe you? I verified that screenshot, it's real."
The two men were acting furtively, like underground gang members meeting each other, whispering to each other.
Seeing Zhongli take the loquat, Ye Zhenzhen picked up a tissue to wipe her fingers, feeling a little touched, and asked softly: "Well, he believes me. Zhongli, thank you for coming to see me after such a thing happened."
Zhongli took a bite of the loquat and said, "You are my friend. I will stand by you no matter what happens. Even if you did something, it was in the past. Besides, you didn't do it."
Ye Zhenzhen was so moved that she hugged Zhongli tightly and refused to let go.
Since ancient times, it has been difficult to find a true friend.
Ye Zhenzhen is so lucky to have such a close friend.
Wen Baijing came out of the study and saw the two of them being so affectionate. He greeted Zhongli with a smile.
Zhongli took the opportunity to push Ye Zhenzhen away and concentrated on eating the loquat.
The two of them talked in low voices from time to time, and occasionally there were one or two laughs that were so loud that they were a little hard to suppress.
Wen Baijing brought a bowl of Chinese medicine, placed it on the coffee table in front of Ye Zhenzhen, and raised his eyebrows to indicate that it was time for her to take the medicine.
Ye Zhenzhen immediately stopped smiling. She drank the Chinese medicine until she felt like vomiting, and she was a little scared when she saw the brown soup.
She smiled at him in a cute way, unconsciously shrank back, took the pillow from behind and hugged it in her arms, and said softly and coquettishly: "Can you drink it later? My lunch is still stuck in my throat and I can't drink it now..."
Wen Baijing shook his head without allowing any discussion, spread his hands helplessly, and said jokingly: "You want me to feed you?"
Zhongli cheered from the side: "Just feed her! Just treat me as air." Then he turned his head away consciously, not bothering to look at them.
"Zhongli——" Ye Zhenzhen grabbed her arm, a little speechless, "Are you my friend or not?"
"I'm doing this for your own good." Zhongli couldn't help laughing and made a naughty joke: "Dalang, it's time to take your medicine..."
Wen Baijing sat beside her, picked up the medicine bowl, scooped up a spoonful of Chinese medicine and handed it to her mouth, "My lady, it's time to take the medicine."
Ye Zhenzhen was amused by the two men and was about to laugh or cry. She turned around and was about to argue, but as soon as she opened her mouth, Wen Baijing fed her a spoonful of medicine.
"Gnaw..." Ye Zhenzhen was choked and couldn't stop coughing. She frowned and covered her chest, almost choking to death.
"Are you okay?" Wen Baijing put away his smile, put down the medicine bowl nervously, and gently stroked her back.
After a while, Ye Zhenzhen recovered a little and pretended to strangle him to vent her anger, "Are you trying to murder me?"
Wen Baijing fell back and dodged flexibly, "Why did I fail? What went wrong?"
Ye Zhenzhen laughed in anger, stretched out her hand to pinch his wrist, and pounced on him. Wen Baijing enjoyed it very much and did not intend to resist at all. Ye Zhenzhen pressed on him, looked down at him, and smiled, "You can't succeed, don't even think about getting rid of me in this life, don't even think about it..."
Wen Baijing was smiling widely, his strong chest rising and falling, staring at her as if no one was around, the dark night sky dotted with stars in his eyes, "My Ye Zhenzhen is getting more and more shameless now, she doesn't even say sweet words behind people's backs..." He raised his head and his lips intentionally touched hers.
Ye Zhenzhen was defeated, let go of his hand, and coughed softly to remind him that there was someone else around.
Zhongli Loquat couldn't eat any more because he choked on the dog food.
After a long time, whenever Zhongli recalled this scene, he would say, "When I see you two in love, I always think of four words: deep love does not last long. If I knew that you would separate sooner or later, I would rather your relationship was a little worse, so that you would not be trapped in the same place and unable to get out."
The better he treats you, the harder it is for you to forget him. But life is long, you can't always live with memories.
Some people are so good, so good that they are impeccable, so good that no one can bear to blame them after you break up. So good that when your relatives and friends talk about them, they can only sigh and feel sad.
So good that everyone thinks it's your fault, including yourself.