CEO's Beloved Sweetheart

This time Han Zhiyu did not avoid him and followed the other two to the dining table.    

This kind of change made Feng Xueqing very happy. She tried to create an opportunity and her eyes encouraged Lu Yiran to get food for Han Zhiyu.    

However, just as Lu Yiran put the food into Han Zhiyu's bowl, she politely stood up and said that she was full.    

The atmosphere on the table suddenly froze, and Lu Yiran's face also froze.    

But Han Zhiyu did not care and Feng Xueqing could only be anxious.    

Returning to her own bed, Han Zhiyu was still unable to sleep.    

She had been here for more than a week and was habitually unable to sleep every day.    

Feng Xueqing knew that she could not sleep well at night so she let the doctor give her some sleep. But she was afraid that eating too much would not be good for her body and would give her a daily dose every night.    

Han Zhiyu knew that Feng Xueqing was concerned about her so she accepted her method.    

Lying on the bed, it was close to 12 o'clock.    

Lying quietly, various scenes flashed across his mind. During the banquet, he had an abortion, and his body was entangled on the screen. Lu Yiran said in a low voice, "I love you. "    

His eyelashes lightly trembled, and his hands also trembled.    

Tears flowed into his eyes, and with a splash, more and more drops of liquid fell.    

The night was very quiet.    

Silently crying. . .    

Han Zhiyu hugged herself and deeply buried herself in her own world.    

Her eyelashes were hanging down, hiding the indescribable sorrow.    

The next morning. When Feng Xueqing woke up and passed by Han Zhiyu's door, the door opened from the inside. Dressed neatly, Han Zhiyu faced Feng Xueqing face to face.    

Her eyes were looking at Feng Xueqing but through her shoulder, she looked downstairs and saw a tall figure.    

"Auntie Feng. . . "    

Han Zhiyu had been here for more than a week and did not mention anything about leaving.    

Feng Xueqing's heart skipped a beat. During this week, seeing that the relationship between the two did not have any substantial progress, it made her very anxious.    

She was afraid that Han Zhiyu would mention about leaving this place at any time. At that time, what reason should she use to keep Han Zhiyu?    

"Little Yu, why are you up so early?"    

Feng Xueqing tried her best to remain calm on the surface and took the initiative to change the topic.    

"Auntie Feng, I thought about it for a few days. In comparison, I have decided to leave this place. "    

When Feng Xueqing heard that Han Zhiyu was about to leave, the expression on her face could no longer remain calm.    

Instinctively, she pulled Han Zhiyu to stay and said, "Little Yu, can you stay for a period of time to accompany Auntie?"    

"Auntie Feng, I like you very much. But, I really can't forget everything and pretend that nothing happened. Then I can continue living like this with Lu Yiran. "    

"Perhaps they can do it for the others. But I'm really sorry, I can't do it. So, Auntie Feng, I want to leave this place today. "    

She quietly looked at Feng Xueqing, making her not know what to say for a moment. . .    

"Auntie Feng, I sincerely thank you for your care and help. I also hope that I will have the opportunity to repay you in the future. "    

Han Zhiyu saw that Feng Xueqing did not speak and smiled gently. Her words made people unable to reject her.    

In the end, Feng Xueqing could only nod her head.    

After all, Han Zhiyu's departure seemed to have been decided.    

She looked as if she had already thought about it for a few days and had decided to leave.    

Han Zhiyu seemed to be afraid that she would be soft-hearted again. She looked away from Feng Xueqing's face and walked towards the stairs, preparing to go downstairs.    

Feng Xueqing could not think of a reason to keep Han Zhiyu at that moment and could only follow closely behind her with tightly knitted brows. . .    

Han Zhiyu had just walked to the staircase and had just taken a step.    

"Without my permission, don't even think about leaving. "    

The cold words came from downstairs.    

Lu Yiran, who had come out of nowhere, stood downstairs and looked at Han Zhiyu with a gloomy expression.    

Han Zhiyu did not notice Lu Yiran. When she suddenly heard his cold voice, she was naturally nervous. The second step was just like that.    

"Ah!"    

Along with a scream, Han Zhiyu's entire body rolled down.    

By the time Feng Xueqing reacted, it was already too late to reach out to pull her. Seeing Han Zhiyu fall down, she rolled a few times.    

Lu Yiran's expression changed and he took big steps forward. He walked at an extremely fast speed and when Han Zhiyu rolled a little bit, he controlled her rolling motion.    

"It hurts. "    

Han Zhiyu had an abrasion on her face. She pressed her hand on her leg and her body trembled.    

Lu Yiran's big hand was on her body. He used a little strength in his hand and carried Han Zhiyu by the waist.    

"Call a doctor. "    

With a cold face, he carried Han Zhiyu and walked upstairs as if he did not carry any weight.    

Feng Xueqing watched Lu Yiran walk past her and enter the room. She did not react for a long time.    

When Lu Yiran put Han Zhiyu on the bed, she was in so much pain that she curled up.    

It was too painful. The pain made Han Zhiyu break out in cold sweat.    

Lu Yiran did not avoid it and reached out to take off Han Zhiyu's clothes.    

Even though Han Zhiyu was in pain, she still used her hands to protect herself.    

It was not that she did not know that she had a close relationship with him in the past. It was just that the two of them did not get along well and could not accept it for a moment.    

"Han Zhiyu. "    

Lu Yiran's voice became cold. He was very unhappy with Han Zhiyu's reaction to reject him.    

During this week, he listened to Feng Xueqing's words and gave her time to adapt. He did not take any action.    

But it did not mean that he allowed her to reject his touch and reject the fact that he was her man.    

Han Zhiyu was stunned by Lu Yiran's voice. In just a moment, her clothes had been pulled open.    

Lu Yiran took off Han Zhiyu's coat neatly but not rudely. He also took off her pants with one hand. When he did these actions, he was so familiar with it that it was as if he often took off her clothes. It made her feel a little awkward.    

"No!"    

Han Zhiyu reacted and immediately reached out to press on her pants. Her attitude was very firm.    

She took off her shirt and blood seeped out from the wound on her arm.    

A small amount of blood was not serious.    

Lu Yiran was familiar with blood and wounds. He took a look and put Assistant Guan on her leg.    

When he took off her pants, he saw that she was resisting again.    

His hand forcefully pressed on Han Zhiyu's hand. He slightly exerted force and moved it away.    

His other hand neatly unbutton her buttons. . .    

"Oh. . . "    

Han Zhiyu resisted and moved her body to the side. Because she moved, the pain was even sharper and she could not help but cry out in pain.    

Lu Yiran's expression became even uglier. Looking at Han Zhiyu's defensive actions, his expression became darker and darker. However, the stripping action of his hands stopped.    

"Auntie Feng, can you help me?"    

Han Zhiyu's eyes moved away from Lu Yiran's gloomy face. She seemed to be afraid of his appearance.    

She looked at Feng Xueqing, who had followed him in, as if she had seen her savior. She looked at him for help.