Xiong Miao didn't want Zhan Yeling to have nothing, and he didn't want Zhan Yeling to be so uncomfortable.

Just now, Zhan Yeling said that when he died, she would be free.

That resolute look at death like home really scared her.

Is it that difficult to set her free temporarily? Why do you have thoughts of dying?

She was very afraid that Zhan Yeling would do something irreversible in his anger.

What should she do so as not to hurt Zhan Yeling and preserve his official career?

While meditating, the door of the ward was pushed open, and Xiong Miao looked towards the door.

Seeing the figure of the smeared God, he was surrounded by a cold aura, but unlike before, there seemed to be a trace of pain on his handsome face.

He walked in, and the tall and slender figure approached, overwhelming with a menacing aura.

Xiong Miao subconsciously leaned back.

This instinctive movement of hers fell into Zhan Yeling's eyes, which made him stop and did not continue to move forward.

Standing two steps away from her bedside, he saw that she was dripping on her arm. He couldn't distinguish her face, and didn't know what expression she had now.

Perhaps, full of fear of him.

His low magnetic voice was a little astringent: "You have a good rest, call Xia Tian whatever you want to eat, and she will make it for you."

"Oh, I see." Xiong Miao replied.

"En." Zhan Yeling uttered a monosyllabic word in his throat, turned and left the ward.

Xiong Miao looked at his back, a little depressed, which made her feel distressed. She wanted to call him to stop, but the words got stuck in her throat.

No Exit.

She thought that Zhan Yeling would come to her again to lose his temper, threatening her domineeringly and powerfully, making her give up the idea of ??leaving him.

Unexpectedly, he was so calm.

It was so calm that Xiong Miao felt uncomfortable.

I feel sorry for him.

Zhan Yeling left the hospital, sat in the car, dialed out the phone: "Take someone, go and shave Song Mingzhe's hair for me!"

The person on the phone answered.

Song Mingzhe and Su Mumu didn't know what happened to Xiong Miao, they were sitting and chatting after eating the noodles.

The door of the rental house was opened again.

Song Mingzhe and Su Mumu were startled.

Seeing that it was Gu Yi who came in with two bodyguards, Su Mumu was surprised: "Gu Yi, you..."

Gu Yi said to her politely: "Sorry to bother you. Just pretend you didn't see it."

As he spoke, he winked at the two bodyguards beside him.

The bodyguard understood, stepped forward forcefully, held down Song Mingzhe's head, and took out the fader...

Song Mingzhe was so frightened that he screamed like a pig: "Ah! Help, what are you doing!"

Wouldn't it be to take off his head!

Zhan Yeling is really lawless!

Seeing Song Mingzhe being pressed on the sofa, Su Mumu was also frightened and at a loss what to do.

"Don't be like this, what did Song Mingzhe do wrong?" Su Mumu said.

The two bodyguards ignored their begging and shouting, one pressed Song Mingzhe's head on the sofa to prevent him from breaking free, the other turned on the fader, made a "beep" sound, and pushed Song Mingzhe's hair away...

The action is clean and neat.

After a while, the two bodyguards released Song Mingzhe.

Gu Yi left with his bodyguards.

Song Mingzhe jumped up from the sofa, like a liberated cat.

Seeing the messy hair on the sofa, his eyes widened in shock, and he touched his head with his hands.

light!

Fuck!

Guyi brought in two bodyguards and shaved his head bald! ,

His black and thick hair!