When I walked out of the door of the villa, I was hit by a gust of cold wind.

The most disturbing thing about City A is the current season. It is normal for ten days and half a month without the sun. The most common weather like now is wind and rain, rain and wind.

Wei Zong walked a little fast, as if something fierce was chasing him behind him.

In fact, he was afraid. He was afraid of feeling that woman's breath, afraid of hearing that woman's voice, and even more afraid of seeing that woman's pure eyes without any impurities.

After getting in the car, the car slowly drove out of the gate of the villa. After driving for a while, a muffled thunder suddenly sounded in the sky.

"Stop!" Wei Zongze suddenly shouted.

Yu Ming didn't understand what was going on, but he immediately stopped the car according to his master's instructions.

"Today's meeting has been postponed to tomorrow."

After saying these words, Wei Zong got out of the car and walked back.

Yu Ming also got out of the car: "Master, this meeting is related to whether you can become the number one leader in City A."

"Delay for an hour." Wei Zong, who had walked some distance, added that some things were important to him, and work matters were even more important to him.

He jogged back to the villa, and when he returned, he saw the woman lying motionless like a corpse.

"Xiao, Xiaoyang..."

Wei Zong hurriedly rushed over and hugged her in his arms. When he felt her breathing and felt that she still had the symbol of life, the fear that suddenly surged in his heart slowly dissipated.

Xiao Ling slowly opened her eyes, and when she saw the face in front of her clearly, she trembled with fright, curled up and stepped back.

"Xiaoyang..." Wei Zongze grabbed her back again, hugged her with the suit he just left behind, and carried her upstairs.

His movements were very gentle, his voice was also very gentle, and the eyes he looked at her were also gentle, no longer the strange and scary expression before.

Xiao Ling tried to hold on to Wei Zongze's arm, biting her lip and looking at him pitifully: "Xiao Hang, your son is our son."

"Be good, don't talk." Wei Zong kissed Xiaoling's forehead, carried her into the bathroom of the room, and filled the bathtub with hot water himself.

He put her naked body into the bathtub and gently washed her away the traces he left on her body. While washing her, he said: "Xiaoyang, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

It’s too late for me to love you, so how could I possibly hurt you?”

"Xiao Hang..." Xiao Ling still bit her lip tightly. This Xiao Hang was the Xiao Hang deep in her memory. He loved her, protected her, and was kind to her.

Slowly, she raised a faint smile: "I knew that Xiao Hang was the best person for me. Xiao Hang would never abandon me or hurt me."

Looking at her innocent smile, Wei Zongze felt indescribable emotions well up in his heart. Whatever she was thinking would be expressed through her expression.

Her expression made him understand that even though three years had passed and even though she was a mother, her friendship for him was still the same as before and had not changed at all.

He liked her smile and how her eyes could only see his presence.
Chapter completed!