Inside Avril Lavigne's office.
Avril Lavigne slapped the maid's face mercilessly, and the loud voice even caused the two guards outside the door to tremble with cold sweat on their foreheads.
"I've reminded you, did something like this still happen?"
Avril Lavigne stepped on the maid's body with a cold expression, even if the maid groaned in pain. Yin, she didn't even mean to show mercy at all.
"I was wrong! Miss Avril, please forgive me! I know I was wrong! Please..."
The maid dared not resist the punishment that Avril Lavigne imposed on her, and kept knocking her head and body shaking and begging for mercy.
"Forgive you? When such a thing happened, do you still have the face to make me forgive you!"
Avril Lavigne's eyes are extremely cold, and she is not like two people who are gentle and considerate in peace.
Very angry.
Very angry.
After learning that Zhang Heng almost drowned, Avril Lavigne even went back to the villa to visit Zhang Heng, regardless of the half of the important experiment.
"It seems that you still don't know how much sin you committed!"
Avril Lavigne leaned down and stared at the maid with incomparable fear, then pulled her hair abruptly, and shouted in a sharp and harsh voice: "You damn servant, you dare to hurt Zhang Heng, you bastard. Do you know how important he is to me! Do you think I will forgive you for committing such a mistake!"
Letting go of the maid's hair, Avril Lavigne gave a cold cry, and then a young guard walked in with a trembling head bowed.
"Throw her to me in the "waste area". If her family dares to visit her, then by the way, throw her family into the "dirty" for me. Cheap doghouse"!"
A cold, emotional voice came from Avril Lavigne. After the maid heard the word waste area, her body trembled violently, and her eyes instantly became dull and dull, as if she lost the color of living.
However, Avril remained unmoved even when she saw such a pitiful look in her eyes. In her eyes, even 11 million maids were not half as important as Zhang Heng.
Opening his eyes, the clock on the bedside indicated twelve o'clock in the evening.
Zhang Heng blinked, sat up habitually, and turned on the bedside light.
"Wh, what's the situation?!"
Feeling thirsty, Zhang Heng was about to get out of bed to find water, but when he opened the quilt, he found that his waist was tightly held.
Not only that, the person holding him also moved his lower body and pressed two soft objects on his waist.
"No way…"
Without even turning his head to look, the "familiar" touch lets Zhang Heng know who the person holding him is.
"Hey, wake up."
Helplessly breaking away Avril Lavigne's slender arms, Zhang Heng got out of bed and put on clothes, blushing and gently shaking Avril Lavigne, who was still sleeping.
Avril Lavigne opened her eyes, her eyes blurred, staring blankly at Zhang Heng's flushed face.
"I said... why would you sleep here."
Zhang Heng rubbed his forehead with a headache. He was completely defeated by this woman. It was really incomprehensible that Zhang Heng got into the bed while he was sleeping.
"Is it morning already?"
Avril Lavigne looked as though she hadn't slept enough, she covered her mouth with her hand and yawned again and again, without noticing that the lace sling on her shoulder was slipping off.
It's actually purple!
Through the moonlight outside the window, Zhang Heng stared and saw a scene that he shouldn't have seen.
"Hey hey hey! You, why don't you wear pajamas!"
Zhang Heng covered his face and turned his head away, as if he was "beaten by you". To be honest, if another man saw this scene, he would have been unable to control it long ago, that is to say, keep his head awake like Zhang Heng. The "heterogeneous" will choose to avoid it as it is now.
"Huh? Is there a problem with this?"
Avril Lavigne seemed to have not fully awake yet, blinking suspiciously.
"Anyway, in any case, put on your clothes first!"
Zhang Heng grabbed the cheongsam beside the bed and handed it over, never daring to turn his head, let alone whether Avril would care, even he himself could not accept such a scene.
"Suffering? Are you awake? How is it? Is there anything uncomfortable?"
Directly bypassing the cheongsam that Zhang Heng handed over, Avril rubbed her eyes, and finally woke up completely. After seeing Zhang Heng, she quickly got out of the bed and lay down on the bedside with an extremely seductive pair. Posture, he forced Zhang Heng's head to face her with his hands.
Zhang Heng stared, his mouth was squeezed into the shape of "O" by Avril Lavigne's hands. In this case, even if he didn't want to see the "scenery" on Avril's chest, he couldn't do it.
"Is it all right?"
Avril Lavigne was like a wife who was personally sticking to the slightest. She looked at Zhang Heng carefully and carefully. After confirming that Zhang Heng seemed to be in no trouble, she let out a long sigh of relief, tears even overflowing from the corners of her eyes.
"Great, do you know how much I worry about you, you guys don't mess around like this next time!"
Avril Lavigne lay on the bed like this, leaning her head on Zhang Heng's shoulders, her lingering hands holding him tightly, as if she was holding a lost baby.
Are you worried about me
Zhang Heng was confused by Avril's behavior. He raised his hand subconsciously, but he didn't know where to put it in the next second.
"Uh...I'm fine, don't worry."
Although there was some dismay in his heart, Zhang Heng was afraid that there would be some "accidents" if this continued, so he pulled away Avril Lavigne quietly.
"What! You guy, it's been this way since childhood, how could I not worry about it!"
Avril Lavigne wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and stared at Zhang Heng reproachfully.
"Yes, yes... I'm sorry for worrying you, but I'm not good."
Speaking this sentence "habitually" made Zhang Heng stunned.
how so…
Zhang Heng's face was stunned, he never thought that he would apologize to Avril Lavigne somehow.
"Um... can I ask you a question?"
After thinking about it for a long time, Zhang Heng didn't expect the answer, so Zhang Heng hesitated for a moment and said.
"Hmm... Of course you can..."
Avril Lavigne nodded and smiled charmingly. For her, no matter what Zhang Heng did to her, she would willingly pay for Zhang Heng, so she would naturally not refuse such trivial things as "asking questions".
After a long silence, Zhang Heng looked up into Avril's eyes and said seriously: "I believe you should also know, because I have lost most of my memories, so I can't remember many things..."
Speaking of this, Zhang Heng paused, squeezed his fists a little nervously, and continued: "Could you tell me how the "me" was related to you before losing my memory? Yes, it should be a friend, right? "
"Aha... You guessed it wrong, we are more than just friends."
Avril Lavigne still maintained a charming smile. Under Zhang Heng’s nervous gaze, she slowly took out the silver ring hanging on her chest, but when she was about to say something, she found Zhang Heng’s left ring finger. , Actually wearing a dark red ring.
"Why, how could..."
Seeing this scene, Avril's body was completely stiff, her face was sad and incredulous, even if the silver ring in her hand fell on the floor, she did not respond.