Rong Qianzhi glared at Gong Mohan and said angrily: "I'm just jealous. What's wrong? You don't allow me to eat!"

Gong Mohan laughed twice, feeling that Zhizhi was jealous and cute. He reached out and took her into his arms, kissed her bulging cheek, and then said, "How dare you be a husband for your wife?"

Rong Qianzhi couldn't help but burst out laughing. She angrily glanced at Gong Mohan and turned her face away.

"Okay, Zhizhi won't be angry anymore." Gong Mohan kissed Rong Qianzhi's Guangjie's forehead and said, "Then Lin Yiyi doesn't know that we are here, and I won't go to see her. When the rain stops tomorrow, I will let Murong beat them and leave."

After hearing Gong Mohan say this, Rong Qianzhi felt that she was petty. She leaned her face against Gong Mohan's chest and said softly: "I know."

Gong Mohan knew Zhizhi and felt a little uncomfortable. He hoped that he would arrive soon tomorrow and kill the master and servant away soon.

But the weather was not good. On the second day, the rain continued to rain. Gong Mohan stood in front of the window, frowned slightly.

At this time, Murong Xie carried an umbrella into the yard. Gong Mohan turned around and looked at Rong Qianzhi, who was sitting on the bed practicing qigong. He quickly walked out of the room and came under the eaves of the corridor.

Murong Xie walked up the eaves of the corridor, put away his umbrella, looked at Gong Mohan and asked, "Where is the stop?"

"She is practicing qigong." Gong Mohan asked, "What's the matter?" Seeing Murong Xie coming at this time, he suddenly felt a little uneasy.

Murong Xie pursed his lips and said, "Miss Lin had a high fever all night last night, and is still in a daze now. Do you want to go and have a look?"

"Is she sick?" Gong Mohan frowned his sword-brow. He didn't want Lin Yiyi to be sick at this time.

"Miss Lin looked weak, and she fell ill after being exposed to rain last night and was infected with wind and cold. However, I had asked Qingliu to ask the doctor to show her. It was not a big deal. Take a few medicines and take a few days off. It should be fine."

Gong Mohan patted Murong Xie on the shoulder: "Murrong, you know, I must have retired my engagement with her. I don't want her to know that I am here, so I can only work hard for you."

"I'm not afraid of hard work, but you don't let Zhizhi suffer from grievances."

"Don't worry, I will definitely not let Zhizhi suffer any grievance."

"That's good."

Watching Murong Xie leave, Gong Mohan stood under the eaves for a while before returning to the room. Unexpectedly, Jiji had already accomplished his merits and was standing in the room and watching him.

He quickly stepped forward and asked, "Stop, you heard it?"

"Well, she is sick." Rong Qianzhi turned around and walked to the table. She didn't want to continue the topic at all. She didn't want to think about whether Lin Yiyi was sick, which aroused Gong Mohan's desire to protect her again.

"Zhizhi, what's wrong with you?" Gong Mohan grabbed Rong Qianzhi's wrist and pulled her back suddenly. He looked at Rong Qianzhi's dull look and felt inexplicably panic, and a burst of inexplicable anger arose in his heart.

Listening to Gong Mohan's angry words, Rong Qianzhi's irritable, worried and uneasy heart seemed to find a window to vent. She suddenly shook Gong Mohan's hand and said angrily: "What does it mean to me? What's wrong with me? What can I do?"

Looking at Rong Qianzhi's eyes that turned red in an instant, the anger in Gong Mohan's heart instantly dissipated. He hurriedly hugged Rong Qianzhi into his arms: "Zhizhi, I'm sorry, I shouldn't be angry at you, be good, don't be angry."

"I'm angry!" Rong Qianzhi pounded Gong Mohan's chest twice, and two drops of tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes. Then, she lay on Gong Mohan's chest and started crying.

 

;She didn't know what she was crying. She obviously robbed Gong Mohan, who had already had a engagement with Lin Yiyi. What's there to cry about? The person who should cry should be Lin Yiyi.

At this moment, she hoped that Lin Yiyi was a woman like Ning Wanxin. In that case, she would definitely appear in front of her as a warrior, and then she would be shot to death without hesitation.

However, Lin Yiyi was a weak woman. She did not do anything bad to her. Instead, she stole her fiancé. She was like a despicable mistress. Even if she was powerful, she could not do anything to her at this time.

No matter in her previous life or in this life, she has never been so powerless, but she can't do anything.

Seeing Rong Qianzhi crying, Gong Mohan felt even more distressed and hurriedly coaxed: "Be good at Zhizhi, stop crying. If you are still angry, just hit me."

"Why did I hit you? You did nothing wrong?" Rong Qianzhi hugged Gong Mohan's waist tightly and said in a crying voice.

"I just got angry at you, it's just a mistake."

"But I'm going to be angry at you, too."

"Since that's the case, then we'll cancel it up, Shi Zhi, and don't get angry, huh?" Gong Mohan lowered his head and gently kissed Rong Qianzhi's tears on his face.

"Yes." Rong Qianzhi put his hands on Gong Mohan's neck, looked at him, bit his lip and said, "Brother Mohan, I'm afraid."

"What are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid you will be soft-hearted to Lin Yiyi and will change because of her." "Follower, how could I change because of her?" Gong Mohan didn't believe that Lin Yiyi could change him at this time. He said again: "Stop, I told you that when my mother died, it was just like you. I only had different feelings for Lin Yiyi because of her mother's relationship. I don't think it was true that Lin Yiyi was different.

That's soft-heartedness, stop, trust me, okay?"

"Well, I believe you." Rong Qianzhi put his face on Gong Mohan's neck. At this time, she didn't want to think about what was there or not.

...

Seeing Lin Yiyi open her eyes, Caiyun said in surprise: "Miss, it's so good, you finally woke up!"

"Am I sick?" Lin Yiyi touched her forehead and saw a wet veil on her forehead.

"Miss, you had a high fever all night last night, which scared me!" Caiyun took down the handkerchief from Lin Yiyi's forehead, touched Lin Yiyi's forehead, and said happily: "Miss, your forehead is no longer hot."

"Well, Caiyun, thank you for your hard work."

"Miss, what do you say? I should serve you." Looking at Lin Yiyi, who is so delicate and well-educated, Caiyun had long forgotten when Lin Yiyi made her scared.

Lin Yiyi smiled softly and asked, "Caiyun, who treated me last night?"

"It was the owner of this house who asked the doctor to invite him. He also paid the doctor for the lady's medical treatment and asked someone to take medicine. Miss, he is such a good person."

"Since that's the case, Caiyun, please help me up quickly. I'm going to thank him now!" Lin Yiyi said anxiously.

"Miss, it's still raining outside now, and your health is not completely healed."

"It's okay, help me up."
Chapter completed!