After they finished, the two of them drank a few more bottles of wine. Long Xiangtian said that he was leaving, and Ye Qiushan didn't want to stop him too much, so he just watched Long Xiangtian leave.
Long Xiangtian left the bar and returned to the hotel.
The moment he lay down, Long Xiangtian fell into a sound sleep. He slept particularly soundly.
Ten hours later, Long Xiangtian slowly woke up. He looked around with satisfaction, and no longer sleepy at all. He got up, packed up, and ran to Du Ruo's room, but there was no response after he knocked on the door for a long time.
So he called. Not long after, the call was connected, and Du Ruo asked in an impatient tone: "What again?"
Long Xiangtian could hear the impatience in his tone, and thought that what he did yesterday was indeed a little inhumane. So he smiled and said, "Nothing, where are you? I've been knocking on your door for a long time."
"I'm not in the hotel, what's the point of knocking on the door?"
"You're not at the hotel? Then where are you?"
"She's here with Zhao Ziru. Didn't you ask me to protect her secretly? What's going on? Did something happen?"
"No, no, go ahead. We'll talk tonight." When Zhang Tang heard that he was protecting Zhao Ziru, he suddenly remembered that he seemed to be Zhao Ziru's bodyguard, but he was not by his side all day. He smiled bitterly and said self-deprecatingly, "Am I still a bodyguard?"
Then I thought of Li Long.
Brother, you are watching from heaven, I think I have no choice but to do this, but I promise that I will protect Zhao Ziru, so don't worry.
Long Xiangtian was talking to himself and didn't notice that the phone had been hung up. When he came to his senses, he turned around and walked to the hotel entrance to find something to eat.
A week passed in this pleasant way. Long Xiangtian walked around every day and often went to Zhao Ziru's villa to protect her secretly. Every night he listened to Du Ruo talking about Zhao Ziru's situation. He also went to Huang Shang's place to eat when he had nothing to do.
Time passed by bit by bit, and Zhao Ziru's wedding was getting closer and closer, which made someone more and more anxious. Of course, this person was Zhao Ziru herself. It was ironic that the bride became more anxious when she saw her wedding was approaching. But the fact was that Zhao Ziru really didn't want to marry Li Long.
Speaking of Li Long, one day a week later, at Yan's house.
Li Long stood in a quiet garden, looking respectful, as if he was in awe of something or... someone. In front of him stood a middle-aged man holding a shower head. Although the man was dressed casually, he gave off an invisible sense of oppression.
It was because of this that the extremely proud Li Long was extremely respectful and did not dare to act rudely in front of him.
Zhao Ziru calmed herself down. She knew that she was a little excited. Then she went back to the office by herself.
When Zhao Ziru got to the office, she muttered to herself, "Long Xiangtian is not dead, why didn't he come to see me? Why did he keep lying to me? Does he have something to hide?"
Zhao Ziru thought about it and realized that the Yan family was the biggest family that could have a grudge against Long Xiangtian. Could it be that Long Xiangtian was afraid that the Yan family would do something bad to him after he showed up