I'm wrong, Mr.President

After Xu Weiwei woke up, Zhuo Yixuan was overjoyed. He clenched Xu Weiwei's hand and said happily, "Weiwei, you're awake, you're finally awake."

Zhuo Yixuan's eyes flashed full of love and the joy of recovery.

Xu Weiwei is indifferent to Zhuo Yixuan's elation. On the contrary, Xu Weiwei's eyes are full of confusion.

Zhuo Yixuan looked at Xu Weiwei's eyes, but he couldn't see the slightest recognition.

"Weiwei, what's the matter with you."

Xu Weiwei's face was cold, and she took her hand out of his hands. "Zhuo Yixuan, let me go."

"Weiwei, do you remember something?"

Xu Weiwei, who was still confused when she woke up, didn't know who she was and where she was. When she saw Zhuo Yixuan, her eyes were wrong all of a sudden.

Xu Weiwei's eyes seemed to shake for a moment and have nostalgia. It was very complex. The halo in the ward rendered her eyes particularly bright, but soon she recovered her cold eyes and looked at Zhuo Yixuan.

He knew everything like Zhuo Yixuan. Soon Zhuo Yixuan guessed that Xu Weiwei had remembered everything.

"Weiwei, I cherish the days when you took care of you these days."

With that, Zhuo Yixuan let go of Xu Weiwei to break free of his hand. He turned his head and didn't look at Xu Weiwei. He was a little ashamed to face Xu Weiwei.

"I still love you."

Only Xu Weiwei's cold laughter answered him.

"Love? Don't deliberately say that you still love me, Zhuo Yixuan. Do you know that sorrow is greater than the taste of heart death?"

Zhuo Yixuan stared at herself in the face of Xu Weiwei's clear and burning eyes. He also had nowhere to follow.

"Weiwei, I was sorry for you before. I didn't know until you left. I can't live without you."

At this moment, Zhuo Yixuan has thousands of tenderness in his eyes, such as spring breeze.

The past came one after another. Xu Weiwei lost her mind for a moment. She was trapped in the vortex of the past, with bursts of dull pain in her heart.

"Zhuo Yixuan, please look at it from my point of view. If you know my difficulties, why can you call me to let bygones be bygones?"

Zhuo Yixuan was speechless for a moment.

"Weiwei, it used to be a misunderstanding. I wronged you."

Xu Weiwei burst into tears.

Zhuo Yixuan hugged Xu Weiwei and vowed carefully word by word.

"Weiwei, let's take care of Angie. Her eyebrows and eyes are really like you."

Then Zhuo Yixuan's knuckled hand stroked Xu Weiwei's eyelids, and his eyebrows and eyes became a book.

"Thank you for giving me such a beautiful daughter."

"Angie has nothing to do with you. You are not qualified to be her father. I'm afraid she will be as cold-blooded and ruthless as you."

Zhuo Yixuan was not annoyed and looked at Xu Weiwei aggressively.

Xu Weiwei will also waver, but she doesn't dare to think about her recovery, let alone repeat the mistakes.

Zhuo Yixuan and Xu Weiwei talked for a long time. Xu Weiwei looked frozen and remained indifferent.

"Zhuo Yixuan, do you lack women? People come and go around you."

Zhuo Yixuan buried his head in Xu Weiwei's long hair, which was as fragrant as a waterfall, smelling the aroma of camellia flowers he had not seen for a long time, just like Xu Weiwei had never been far away.

"I drove them all away. Now I just want you."

Zhuo Yixuan's faint smell of tobacco surrounded Xu Weiwei. The smell of Musk on Zhuo Yixuan was like bewitchment. Xu Weiwei was so hard to give up in her heart. The setting sun is like an unpredictable future. At this moment, time is quiet like heaven.

"Weiwei, let it go. Let's start from scratch."

"Zhuo Yixuan, we can't go back."

Xu Weiwei's face was bitter and sarcastic. Tears had been flowing slowly and painfully through her heart.

"Weiwei, do you know how many times I dream back at midnight, I hope to hold you again."

Xu Weiwei closed her eyes and two lines of hot tears slowly crossed her eyelids.

"Weiwei, I'm sorry."

"Zhuo Yixuan, if an apology is useful, why do you want the police?"

With that, Xu Weiwei pulled out the needle inserted in the back of her hand. I'm going to leave the hospital.

Stopped by Zhuo Yixuan, Zhuo Yixuan holds Xu Weiwei by the wrist.

"Don't go."

"Zhuo Yixuan, you hurt me. Let go."

With that, Xu Weiwei tried her best to get rid of Zhuo Yixuan's imprisonment.

"Zhuo Yixuan, I am not your forbidden person. You have no right to restrict me."

Zhuo Yixuan couldn't help saying that he held Xu Weiwei in his arms and let Xu Weiwei beat him. He didn't fight back or let go.

"Xu Weiwei, all your life, whether you like it or not, you are mine."

With that, Zhuo Yixuan couldn't help kissing Xu Weiwei's chattering lips. Xu Weiwei's resistance became a fine whisper and sob between the kisses.

Zhuo Yixuan carefully depicts Xu Weiwei's lips, biting Xu Weiwei like a beast, absorbing the beauty and tenderness in her memory.

Xu Weiwei was lost in the wind and moon given by Zhuo Yixuan. She couldn't extricate herself. The last trace of reason was still struggling. She bit Zhuo Yixuan's lips. Salty blood permeated between their lips and teeth.

Zhuo Yixuan suddenly released Xu Weiwei. If Xu Weiwei is pardoned, she is out of breath. Zhuo Yixuan's vigorous arm hugs Xu Weiwei's slender waist.

Xu Weiwei looked up at Zhuo Yixuan with angry eyes. They just talk and tangle together.

"Zhuo Yixuan, you let me go and talk in public. Aren't you afraid that Miss Xia is unhappy when she sees it?"

"Make her unhappy."

"Let others see. Aren't you afraid to ruin president Zhuo's reputation?"

"I am willing to destroy it in Miss Xu's hands."

Zhuo Yixuan caught off guard and pulled Xu Weiwei into her arms. They were close at hand. Looking from a distance, they were very ambiguous.

"If I want to die, I will die in Miss Xu's hands. I enjoy it."

Zhuo Yixuan breathed heat in Xu Weiwei's ear and said, stimulating Xu Weiwei's eardrum.

But the sentimental Zhuo Yixuan and Xu Weiwei didn't know that they had a pair of eyes staring at all this. Zhuo Yixuan and Xu Weiwei are tangled. From another point of view, in the eyes of those who have a heart, they are indescribable and ambiguous.

The newspaper reporters of entertainment media and the camera equipment of long guns and short guns have been aimed at Zhuo Yixuan and Xu Weiwei in the distance. They were photographed by the media as soon as they came and went.

After learning that Xu Weiwei was hospitalized and Zhuo Yixuan took care of her by the bed day and night, the reporter came to the hospital to squat near the hospital. His kung fu paid off. Now he can finally grab the front page. The reporter has figured out the elusive words. What entertainment reporters are best at is looking at pictures and talking.

The reporter secretly rejoiced. This time, we must catch the gossip men and women Zhuo Yixuan and Xu Weiwei and ask for some information.