Chapter 67
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Shen Liangchuan didn't know why he had driven back here.
The car window was open and he looked through the window at the master bedroom on the second floor.
The lights were switched on, which meant that Qiao Lian had probably gotten off work.
What was she doing now?
He hadn't returned home so late and hadn't even given her any instructions. Why hadn't she called to ask?
But that was right.
She had always been a cold person, why would she care about him?
Just like eight years ago … He had thought that they were deeply in love. But when it came to her first love, she had casually brushed it off by saying, "I've forgotten."
As he thought of this, his heart started to hurt intensely, as if it was being corroded by sulfuric acid. The pain was subtle but lasting. His eyes were dark, and his handsome face was dark and gloomy under the streetlights.
He pursed his lips and opened the car door. Just as he was about to enter the house, his cell phone suddenly rang.
He picked up the phone and picked up the call. Song Cheng's voice came from the other end, "Brother Shen, where are you? The flight to Shanghai will take off in two hours. Don't forget to depart. "
"Got it."
After hanging up, Shen Liangchuan looked upstairs again. Suddenly, he lowered his eyes and got into the car. The car started and left.
Qiao Lian and Zhang Hong, who were in the villa, had no idea what had happened downstairs.
At this moment, they were still in a deadlock in the bathroom.
Qiao Lian couldn't even stand properly. She sat on the floor and used all her strength to support herself. She felt dizzy and everything in front of her was double. Her eyelids were so heavy that she couldn't open them.
Just as she was in a daze, Zhang Hong suddenly turned on the shower head. The water splashed onto the carpet and onto her body.
Qiao Lian, who was already feeling cold, felt even colder now. Her vision turned black and she fainted.
When she woke up, it was already dawn.
She was lying on the carpet in the bedroom with nothing covering her body. Her body was shivering from the cold.
Her limbs were still weak and her stomach was so hungry that she couldn't feel anything.
Her eyelids were very heavy. She tried to lift her head to test her temperature, but the temperature of her palms and forehead were the same. She couldn't feel it at all.
She felt like her throat was about to burn up. She struggled to stand up and walked to the bedside table. She picked up a glass of water and finally drank two mouthfuls of cold water. Her stomach throbbed with pain, but her throat and mind were finally a little clearer.
She climbed onto the bed and gasped for air. Then, she began to search for her phone. However, the place where she usually placed her phone was already empty.
She was stunned.
The door was opened again, and Zhang Hong walked in.
She stood there arrogantly. "Oh, you're awake?"
Qiao Lian asked feebly, "Where's my cell phone?"
"Phone?" Zhang Hong tilted her head and took out her phone from her pocket. "It's here!"
Qiao Lian frowned. "Give it to me."
"I won't give it to you. What can you do to me?" Zhang Hong sneered. "Are you hungry? Are you cold? Is it very uncomfortable? How about this, as long as you apologize to me, beg me to let you go, and be obedient in this house from now on, not only will I give you the phone, but I will also cook for you. How about that? "
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