Chapter 969 Stay Tonight

Han Xuan knew that Zhou Yao must not be able to find Leng Zhiyuan. Who is Ye Ziyi? He is the first young master in the imperial capital. He has been hiding in Shangfeng all these years and has never been discovered. The city is deep and thoughtful. Since he took him away Leng Zhiyuan will never be found again.

Now Han Xuan thought about how she was envious, jealous and hated Leng Zhiyuan at that dinner party because Leng Zhiyuan could find a better job so quickly after leaving Zhou Yao. Now she just wants to laugh, Leng Zhiyuan I probably never expected that Ye Ziyi would be a scorpion. This is called evil being punished.

Deserve it!

Han Xuan felt that her chance had come. When Leng Zhiyuan was around, she couldn't beat her. Now that Leng Zhiyuan was gone, couldn't she still win?

Time is a long river, it will dilute and crush many things. The Leng Zhiyuan in Zhou Yao's heart will one day be taken away by time.

On this day, Zhou Yao was in the study, and Han Xuan pushed the wheelchair in quietly. The man was lying on the sofa with a few documents in his hand. He was taking a nap with his eyes closed because he was too tired.

Han Xuan came to him and looked at his face. He had become thinner again in more than a month, and his handsome eyebrows were stained with fatigue, showing a bit of vicissitudes of life.

She slowly stretched out her hand and rubbed his temples.

At this time, Zhou Yao moved and all the information was scattered on the carpet. He stretched out his big palm and grabbed her hand.

There was an itch on her hand because he kissed her hand gently, and the stubble on his strong chin pricked her hand.

Han Xuan's heart skipped a beat and her whole face turned red.

"Zhiyuan..." Zhou Yao slowly opened his eyes and spit out a name from his thin lips.

He looked sideways at her. When he saw clearly that it was her, his big palm froze, and then he quickly let go of her. There was a look of disappointment in his eyebrows, "Why is it you?"

Hearing that he called Leng Zhiyuan's name in his dream, Han Xuan felt angry, but she quickly felt relieved. There was no need for her to care about a person who had disappeared.

What she should do most now is to show the tenderness of a woman to win back his heart.

"Brother Zhou, I know you are sad now, but Leng Zhiyuan has been taken away by Ye Ziyi. Ye Ziyi seems to like her very much. I believe she can live a good life. Just forget about her..."

Zhou Yao sat up and bent down to pick up the information on the carpet, "I will find her! I will definitely!"

"You!" Han Xuan suppressed the jealousy and unwillingness in her heart. She repeatedly warned herself to be patient with him and take back his heart little by little. "Brother Zhou, let's not talk about this anymore. It's time to have dinner now. Let's get down." Let’s eat upstairs. Only when you are full can you have the strength to work.”

Zhou Yao glanced at her and nodded, "Okay."

Han Xuan smiled quickly and said, "Brother Zhou, help me push the wheelchair."

When Zhou Yao pushed her wheelchair into the restaurant, Han Xuan saw Mr. Zhou, Father Zhou, Mother Zhou, and the servants all looking at her. She raised her chin proudly and proudly. She had been there for a long time. She didn't appear with Zhou Yao, and now Zhou Yao was helping her push the wheelchair. Naturally, these people looked at her with admiration.

Han Xuan felt that spring had really come.

…

For three whole months, Han Xuan tried her best to stay by Zhou Yao's side. Zhou Yao still didn't talk much and seemed to maintain an unfamiliar distance from her, but he had let her get close and she would meet him. He's wearing a shirt and trousers, which is a good sign.

The servants at home also started to treat her with respect and respectfully called her "young madam", so she could be proud of herself.

But when she was happy, there was a hidden danger in her heart, and that was Leng Zhiyuan. What if Leng Zhiyuan came back?

There is no doubt that if Leng Zhiyuan comes back, everything she has gained now will no longer exist.

She had stayed by Zhou Yao's side many times in the past three months. The two were talking and the atmosphere was good, but Zhou Yao would receive a phone call with news from Leng Zhiyuan, and he would leave her where she was. Leave quickly.

This hidden danger in her heart is getting bigger and bigger day after day, like a bottomless pit. The more she gets, the more frightened her life becomes. Is Leng Zhiyuan dead?

She wanted to know so much.

Xie Zi had contacted her before. Should she take the initiative to contact Xie Zi and ask?

If she didn't ask clearly, she thought she would never feel at ease in her life.

Han Xuan was hesitating. She was restless. One night she was in the room. Suddenly the door opened and Zhou Yao walked in.

This was the first time he came to her room since sleeping in separate rooms. Han Xuan was quickly surprised, "Brother Zhou, why are you here?"

"I'll get a piece of clothing." Zhou Yao stretched out his long legs and walked towards the closet.

Han Xuan glanced sideways at the night outside the window. It was night now. When she was sleeping, she felt that the blood in her body was about to stir.

"Ouch!" she cried.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Yao turned around.

Han Xuan twisted her neck and said, "My head seems to be stuck. It hurts."

"Let me take a look." Zhou Yao walked behind her, then stretched out his hand to pinch her neck.

The man's palm was very rough, and when he pinched her neck, it made her feel painful and tender. She trembled all over, and even the roots of her ears were red, "Brother Zhou..."

She stretched out her little hand to hold his big palm, and then slowly led him to explore her clothes.

Her neckline was loose and she wasn't wearing any underwear underneath.

Zhou Yao did not shrink back, but he also did not do what she wanted.

Han Xuan raised her head, looked at Zhou Yao with a spring look on her face, and then said shyly, "Brother Zhou, it's been so long, don't you think...you don't want it?"

Zhou Yao didn't speak. He just lowered his eyes and looked at her calmly. Nothing could be seen clearly in his narrow eyes except the endless black.

"Brother Zhou, stay tonight, I will... serve you well."

After she finished speaking, the man did not reply. When Han Xuan thought there was no hope, a dark shadow pressed in front of her. She felt dizzy and was picked up by Zhou Yao.

Han Xuan was instantly overjoyed. She hugged Zhou Yao's neck tightly with both hands.

Zhou Yao put her on the big bed. Han Xuan felt drunk looking at the handsome face of the man. She closed her eyes, "Brother Zhou..."

At this time, a melodious mobile phone ringtone rang. Zhou Yao called.

When she hurriedly opened her eyes, Zhou Yao had already let her go. His tall body stood by the bed and answered the phone, "Hello... Is there any news? Okay, I'll come right away..."

Zhou Yao stretched out his long legs and strode away.

Han Xuan was lying on the bed alone. Her facial features were distorted with anger. Why, she was just one step away from becoming the real Mrs. Zhou, why did Leng Zhiyuan come to ruin her good thing again?

That woman has become her nightmare.

No, she must know whether Leng Zhiyuan is dead or not.

She took out a pen from the bedside cabinet and wrote a line of words on the paper. There was a servant in the villa who was bribed by her. She called the servant and asked her to deliver the note to a place.