Feed the tiger with her

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What about people?

Jian Zhiyan became nervous all of a sudden, and moved a few steps while holding the hem of her skirt, annoyed that she didn't keep her eyes on, when she saw a pale yellow figure passing by the door.

Song Ange is leaving.

Jian Zhiyan followed quickly, because the person being followed was on the phone, so she didn't notice it at all. She followed all the way to the elevator hall and watched Song Ange swipe her card to go upstairs.

The numbers in the elevator jumped up one by one, and Jian Zhiyan's heart sank little by little.

Upstairs from the reception is the hotel room, what is Song Ange doing upstairs?
The number of the elevator was set on the [-]th floor. Jian Zhiyan quickly found the front desk, borrowed a room card as the host of the reception, and swiped the elevator to go upstairs.

The long corridor has no end in sight, and every door is indifferently closed.

Jian Zhiyan walked on the carpet with frivolous steps, she didn't know which door Song Ange was behind, and she didn't know what she was looking for, but what kind of truth it was.

Action is purely instinctive.

She walked forward mechanically, and at the moment when she was at a loss, there was a knock on the door behind her.

It was the waiter of the hotel. He knocked on the door without haste and asked politely: "Miss Song, did you book this room with your credit card? When I made the payment just now, I had some problems. I would like to ask you to go to the front desk to have a look."

"now?"

Song Ange's voice came out, and Jian Zhiyan walked quickly to the corner, pressing her back against the cold wall.

She was a little nervous, but more, it was the fear of the unknown.

"...Okay then, I'll go take a look with you after I get the bag."

"Okay, sorry to bother you."

Even God helped her, Song Ange returned to the room, took her own things, followed the waiter and walked in another direction. Behind her, the door was slowly closing, and there was nothingness in the light.

Jian Zhiyan was dizzy for a while, and a thought suddenly popped into her mind, she hardly thought about it, she followed her instinct and walked over, and put her hand on the doorknob.

She looked around subconsciously, the bright white lights, and Song Ange who might come back at any time, all intensified the madness factor in her blood.

She walked in, the carpet sucked away the footsteps of the uninvited guest, the door closed gently behind her, and with a click, the door was locked.

There is no turning back.

There was someone in the room who heard movement and footsteps, Jian Zhiyan flashed into the bathroom next to her, her eyes were blind and her hearing was functioning.

She could hear the footsteps of the person in the room, and it was a man, but that was all, and she couldn't confirm anything more.

Anxious and conflicted, Jian Zhiyan finally took out her phone, set the volume to mute, and then sent a message to Lu Yin - the content was so ordinary that it couldn't be more ordinary, asking where he was.

The moment she pressed the send button, she regretted it, but she did it without hesitation.

A few seconds later, there was a light sound in the room. It was the vibration of the mobile phone and the resonance of the glass plate. The sound pierced the eardrum.

At that moment, Jian Zhiyan felt a sense of suffocation as her blood flowed backwards.

The men in the room stopped moving and were quiet for a while. Then, the screen of Jian Zhiyan's cell phone flickered, and Lu Yin replied, [I'll be right there. 】

Not knowing what was so funny, Jian Zhiyan twitched her mouth after looking at her phone.

There is only a wall between the two, but she doesn't understand why it is like a mountain separated by thousands of layers.

In the quiet space, the room soon diffused a spicy and bitter smell. She couldn't see anyone, but through this lonely smell, she felt chills in her heart.

Even the cigarette that Lu Yin was accustomed to smoking was a testimony for him. Jian Zhiyan had already imagined that the man in the living room was standing in front of the French window, hesitating slowly.

At this time, the door was swiped open, people came back, the curtain was opened, and gongs and drums sounded.

Jian Zhiyan closed her eyes, moved to stand at the door of the bathroom, and took deep breaths repeatedly. Just when she was about to confront the couple, she suddenly heard Jian Zhilei's voice.

As soon as Jian Zhilei entered the door, he said, "You introduced Lawyer Xie's team to me and helped me solve many problems. Thank you another day."

This was beyond Jian Zhiyan's expectation. She thought that her brother and Lu Yin had a falling out and refused to come to her own birthday party. She didn't expect that they would borrow a team of lawyers from each other in private.

The camaraderie between friends is nothing less than that.

During the reversal, Jian Zhiyan hid herself again, and Lu Yin's nonchalant voice came from the room.

"Hands up."

"You even entrusted me with your sister, so it's nothing if I borrow a few lawyers."

Jian Zhilei also walked to the window, and the two stood side by side, silhouetted against the light, outlines two tall figures, with an unapproachable sense of nobility.

The attitude of their conversation is more like a business discussion.

Jian Zhilei: "For Yanyan's matter, I would like to thank you. If it weren't for your company, it would be very difficult for her to get out of the scandal so quickly. According to Lawyer Song, Yanyan is very happy recently."

Lu Yin's voice was flat: "It's also my wish for Yan Yan to be happy."

"What about you?" Jian Zhilei looked at him, "Knowing that Yan Yan likes you, once the official announcement is made today, your names will be tied together for a long time afterward. This should be very disgusting to an unmarried person like you. Why would you agree to my request and be willing to give Yan Yan the title of girlfriend and help her make up this beautiful dream."

"It hurts."

Lu Yin thought for a few seconds, "After all, she is my woman, and I can't see her being bullied. The relationship in the dark is of course the most worry-free for me, but if Yan Yan is always pointed at by others, she will not be able to show a decent identity from her background to her relationship. I will always do something that a man should do to win her praise."

"Just giving her the status of a girlfriend to help her tide over the difficulties, but not really getting married, it's nothing embarrassing."

The conversation paused for a moment, and there was the sound of paper pages rattling.

Jian Zhilei is ready to thank you.

"This is the project that I robbed you last time. I have made up the difference, and I will return it to you now, as a thank you for helping Yanyan this time."

Lu Yin glanced at the other party lightly, "Zhi Lei, you don't have to do this."

"I've been with Yanyan for almost a year, and it's not that I have no feelings at all. If she has difficulties, I'll reach out. There's no need to be so clear."

Jian Zhilei chuckled lightly, mocking all of them.

"At the end of the day, it's just a favor from a friend. You're not my brother-in-law. We're not a family. Of course we have to figure it out."

Jian Zhilei put the document on the coffee table, and regardless of whether Lu Yin took it or not, he turned around and walked out. At the same time, the door was swiped open again, and Song Ange hurried in.

"Both presidents, have you finished chatting? The people downstairs said that they haven't seen Zhiyan for a long time, and they don't know where they are. Has any of you contacted her?"

Lu Yin came over and looked at Jian Zhilei. Without much expression, he just said.

"Go down and have a look first."

The three walked out the door together.

There is silence everywhere, occasionally the wind blows through the window screen, and the rustling sound is sometimes near and far away.

Just now, Jian Zhiyan experienced a tsunami in her heart, but she stood there quietly without letting anyone know.