Fallen by the Pillow: The Five Years of Being Occupied

Since then, she has completely fallen in love with him.

Thinking about it now, it seems like it was yesterday, but everything has changed.

Lin Jiyue closed her eyes, maybe this was just a beautiful dream, and she should wake up when the time comes.

She raised her chin, forcefully forced back the mist rising from her eyes, walked slowly to the edge of the bed and sat down, her movements were very light, as if she was afraid of waking him up.

The hospital gown that Zhuang Licheng wears has a big collar, and one can see the shiny platinum necklace on his neck at a glance. There are two pairs of rings on it, one big and one small. Holding Lin Jiyue's breath broke her self-restraint these days, she desperately clutched her heart, there was a severe pain there, the pain had penetrated into her bone marrow, struggling like a sick and blind dying person Also in vain.

She knew that this was the wedding ring he bought for her, and he planned to propose to her on the day of their engagement banquet.

It's just that something happened to him before she had a chance to nod her head. Why is God so cruel?

Lin Jiyue sat beside Zhuang Licheng, holding his hand and gently rubbing his face, murmuring in her heart over and over again, Cheng, forgive me for not being able to walk with you.

Even if he wants to hate her one day in the future, she will have no regrets. The red line on his fingertips is not her after all.

After today, everything between them will eventually become a thing of the past.

I don't remember who said it, but if you want to live, the first thing you have to learn is to forget.

Zhuang Licheng and Lin Jiyue have known each other for five years, but even if they fight hard, the time they can be alone is less than 5 minutes now. In this world, the word "willing" is always inseparable, and everything can be gained only with giving.

Lin Jiyue resolutely promised the dealer that she would break up with Zhuang Licheng and have nothing to do with her. Finally, the dealer stopped pursuing her sister's money owed in the casino and brought Zhao Quan, who framed her sister, to justice. It was unbelievably fast.

Lin Jiyue had to sigh with emotion about the word money and power. Being rich and powerful means being able to do anything.

The matter of her sad-faced sister was in the hands of the dealer, but it was just a matter of a phone call, and it was all settled.

It was just news from the hospital that Lin Zhaoxia's condition deteriorated rapidly and she needed to be sent abroad as soon as possible.

Lin Jiyue had no choice but to call Qin Jin again, hoping to see Zhuang Tianyao again and ask him for help. At this time, her face and self-esteem were worthless.

Qin Jin drove Lin Jiyue to a club without saying a word, only said "the young master is inside" and left without a trace, leaving Lin Jiyue standing at the door in a daze.

She doesn't have a membership card, so she can't get in at all. What does Qin Jin mean to ask her to wait here?Or is this what Zhuang Tianyao meant at all?But no matter what it means, as humble and incompetent as her, all she can do is wait.

It turned out that the wait was three hours.

Under the dazzling and psychedelic lights at the entrance of the club, all kinds of men and women shuttled through it with ambiguous smiles, unabashedly performing the luxury of the night.

Lin Jiyue, who was dressed in a t-shirt and jeans, stood there awkwardly, and occasionally met one or two drunk young men and rich men who would even flirt with her frivolously, and even pestered her to ask about the money of Yedu More or less, she wished she could slap them across the face or walk away without looking at these people's obscene faces, but she couldn't, she couldn't afford to offend them.