Fallen by the Pillow: The Five Years of Being Occupied

Zhuang Tianyao opened his mouth and closed his mouth, but he couldn't respond. His fingers pinched the sheepskin until it wrinkled, as if his heart was in turmoil, but his face was still trying to be calm. He has never been calmer than others. Others looked down upon him, and no one dared to ignore him. His feelings were above all else, so on that treacherous night, he just followed his own heart, without thinking about the consequences at all.

That hurt her.

Lin Jiyue raised her eyes to look up at him, and said, "Zhuang Tianyao, I just want to find an ordinary man who loves me, protects me, treats me well, and treats my friends and family well. It's just such a simple wish."

Feeling a little stuffy, Zhuang Tianyao pulled off the collar of his windbreaker, looked at her with a smirk, and locked her tightly with an unusual bright light: "Yes, only my elder brother can catch your eyes. He has a good temper and is gentle enough. But did he protect you? Why are you making trouble like this?" Ordinary?These two words are equivalent to incompetence in his eyes.

"So we broke up!" Lin Jiyue couldn't help raising her voice after being poked at the sore spot, "What about you? Can you protect me? Aren't you brothers with him? Does your family and your identity really accept me? ..."

Before she finished speaking, Zhuang Tianyao's kiss fell down hard, and his confident answer was heard in her ear.

--I can.

Nothing is unachievable.

He knew not to push too fast, Lin Jiyue's heart shrank into the snail shell he thought was strong, he had to patiently and slowly knock it open, in fact he was really impatient, but it was different to her.

Zhuang Tianyao naturally smoothed her hair that was tousled by the wind, and tied the mischievous hair behind her ears, exposing her two hot red ears.

Then he smiled brightly, turned around and walked towards the parking lot, leaving her standing there alone, as if she hadn't recovered yet.

When Lin Jiyue looked up again, the Jaguar, which was as arrogant as its owner, had disappeared from her sight.

She felt the chilblains on her hands a little itchy and painful, as if there was something different, flowing.

Su Liqian rushed over at this time: "Xiaoyue, how is it?"

Lin Jiyue didn't know what to say, she knew that her friend cared about her, but she and Zhuang Tianyao were not as simple as Qianqian thought.

The reason why Zhuang Tianyao is still chasing her so hard is because he still doesn't know his true identity.

If he knew that she was actually his father Zhuang Weihan's illegitimate daughter, he might avoid her.

Lin Jiyue felt upset again.

She and Su Liqian took the bus to go back to school. Halfway, the phone rang. She took it out and saw that it was Su Qianqian.

Lin Jiyue said "Hello", but the other party on the phone didn't respond, only choking with deep and shallow breathing, as if she was crying.

But she knew Su Qianqian, she was a shrewd and capable proprietress, and she had never seen her cry, so Lin Jiyue became anxious all of a sudden.

She called again tentatively: "Qianqian? What's wrong with you?"

After a while, Su Qianqian pleaded like a child: "Xiaoyue...can you, can you come to the studio to accompany me?"

"Okay, I'll come right away, you wait for me." Without saying a word, Lin Jiyue immediately took a taxi to Su Qianqian's painting studio in the east of the city.

As soon as she stepped into the studio, Lin Jiyue smelled a faint fragrance of lavender, but it was mixed with a strong smell of alcohol. She frowned unconsciously: "Qianqian?"