Love Never Ends

He had spent so much effort to keep her by his side, would he really let her go so easily?    

    

"And if he won't?"    

    

Zhi Qing asked him with red eyes.    

    

"The court sued for divorce."    

    

"And if the prosecution fails?"    

    

"I'll find you the best lawyer! "It's impossible for him to fail …"    

    

"What if?"    

    

It was not impossible to fail.    

    

"Then I don't mind giving him, Morrill, a green hat for life!"    

    

Zhi Qing's eyes became watery as she scolded softly, "Do you plan to spend your whole life with me …"    

    

"Didn't you already intend to spend the rest of your life with me?"    

    

Lu Liye pinched her chin.    

    

Zhi Qing's eyes dimmed. "But I was halfway …" "We've turned a corner..."    

    

At this moment, someone knocked on the door.    

    

Zhi Qing quickly came out of Lu Liye's embrace, stood up and went to open the door.    

    

Zhixin walked in with a bowl of hangover.    

    

"Auntie!"    

    

Lu Liye shouted politely.    

    

"You're awake?"    

    

Zhixin smiled and nagged, "Why are you drinking so much when you're injured?" "Come, quickly finish this bowl of soup..."    

    

"Thank you."    

    

Lu Liye quickly took the soup from Zhixin and drank it all in one gulp.    

    

After drinking it, Zhi Qing handed him the thermometer, "Put it in your mouth."    

    

Lu Liye couldn't help but frown as he held the thermometer in his hand. Obviously, he didn't like this thing.    

    

"Hurry up..."    

    

Zhi Qing urged him.    

    

Zhixin smiled and said, "I'll be leaving first. If you have anything to say, remember to call me."    

    

"Yes." "Thank you, Mom."    

    

In fact, Zhi Qing always thought that her parents wouldn't be too happy when they found out about her relationship with Lu Liye. After all, she was already a married woman!    

    

Morally, she was the equivalent of love with her, and she said goodbye!    

    

Zhixin carried the empty bowl out. Lu Liye was conflicted for a few seconds before he put the thermometer into his mouth.    

    

He lay back on the bed.    

    

He had a strange staff in his mouth as he stared at Zhi Qing with his almond-shaped eyes.    

    

Zhi Qing also looked at him with lowered eyebrows.    

    

"Woo woo …"    

    

Lu Liye was still stuttering.    

    

"Don't talk, take your temperature first. I won't be able to hear anything you say."    

    

Zhi Qing sat down beside his bed and touched his forehead with her hand, frowning.    

    

He even had a high fever!    

    

Sure enough, he had a high fever of 40 degrees.    

    

Extremely exaggerated!    

    

Xi Shenyuan gave Lu Liye some more antipyretic drugs. After taking them, he fell into a deep sleep.    

    

He fell asleep, but Zhi Qing did not dare to sleep.    

    

She remembered when she would be sick and she would be lying in the hospital, Lu Liye would be staying up all night with her, talking to her, telling jokes … He did everything he could to help her relieve the pain from her wounds.    

    

All of a sudden, the phone on the bedside table rang, instantly pulling Zhi Qing's thoughts back from her thoughts.    

    

She picked up her cell phone and looked at the caller ID. The next moment, it froze.    

    

The phone call was not from someone else, it was … Morrill!    

    

Zhi Qing glanced at the sleeping Lu Liye and pressed the mute button. After a long period of confusion, she went to the balcony to pick up his phone.    

    

"Where?"    

    

On the other side, Morrill directly asked her.    

    

Zhi Qing frowned, "You don't have the qualifications to find out about my movements!"    

    

The other end of the phone fell into a deathly silence.    

    

After a long time, "Come down —"    

    

he ordered her on the phone.    

    

Qing Qing's heart skipped a beat …    

    

"Where are you?"    

    

she asked him nervously.    

    

Standing on the balcony, he subconsciously looked down and saw the familiar Bentley on the first floor.    

    

Zhi Qing's heart sank even deeper …    

    

"I'm already asleep, you can go!"    

    

She didn't want to pay any attention to him.    

    

"Either you come down, or I come up!"    

    

Morrill's attitude had always been tough.    

    

When Zhi Qing heard this, she got a little angry. She held her cellphone tightly in her hand. "Alright, I'll go down!"    

    

After hanging up, she did not even put on her coat and rushed out the door and down the stairs.    

    

On the first floor, Morrill stood outside the Bentley, patiently waiting for her.    

    

The cold wind brushed against his cold and hard hair, causing his chilly outline to gradually become sharper and deeper.