Best Delinquent Wife’s Order: Rise Again, Hubby

Yi Zeyang took Lips and Huang Mao and left to find the keys respectively.

Zuo Hancheng leaned down, picked up the page that was handed out from the crack of the door on the ground, looked at the beautiful font of Gu Anhao, looked at the trembling faintly displayed between her pen and ink and finally being repainted. Exclamation mark.

In it, she thought about how many ways to ask for help were useless, and finally used such a feeble way to tear off the pages of the book from the crack in the door.

Raise your hand and put it on the door. I can't feel the temperature inside through the door, nor the people inside.

It was the first time for Zuo Hancheng to experience this feeling of anxiety and about to be on the verge of being irritable. He couldn't express it in words. He was afraid that any more words he said now would be cursing, and he was afraid that he could not help but will take the Han family grandchildren. Three generations were immediately buried in the soil.

With Yi Zeyang's participation, the key was found quickly. Lips and lips hurriedly took the key they found and ran over first: "Found it, found it, Mr. Zuo, the backup key for the bathroom is in the drawer of the student union desk."

Zuo Hancheng took the key to open the door. The moment he opened the door, he felt that there was an obstacle in the door. He could not open the door immediately. He immediately thought of a possibility, so he lightly opened the door and slowly pushed the door open. .

The restroom was dark, and there was occasional dripping sound from the sink not far away, which became more and more permeating in the dark space.

Lips didn't dare to go in, only worried outside, hoping that nothing happened.

Yi Zeyang hurried over and saw that Zuo Hancheng had opened the door, so he stepped forward and raised his hand to turn on the light switch outside the door.

The bathroom suddenly brightened. Zuo Hancheng opened the door and lowered his head to see a pair of familiar sneakers. After taking a step forward and turning his head, he saw Anhao leaning against the door and falling to the ground motionless.

"Good!" Zuo Hancheng's heart was broken in an instant, and he leaned over to help her sit up.

But at the moment when Anhao was about to hug Anhao directly, Anhao, who had been in a coma for a long time, suddenly frowned. He seemed to be in pain, frowning instinctively, and his pale face was already covered with fine sweat. It was already completely wet with sweat, and the whole figure seemed to have been soaked in water, completely saturated with sweat.

Panic, sweating, suffocation, and coma are all obvious symptoms of confined space phobia.

The moment Anhao was hugged by Zuo Hancheng and sat up, Yi Zeyang frowned, "Really here!"

"Good health." Zuo Hancheng held her, bent his head to test her breathing temperature and condition, and at the same time raised his hand and gently patted her face: "Wake up, well."

"Oh my God!" Huang Amao and lips entered the door and saw this scene. They were all shocked. They raised their eyes to look at everything in the bathroom: "My mother, how can Anhao be locked in this way? A ghost place! How about being locked up all day!"

Yi Zeyang leaned down at the same time, raised his hand and was about to press the middle of the man in Anhao's hand to try to make her sober.

As a result, just holding her hand, Anhao, who was in a coma, suddenly trembled in pain, and she shrank completely in Zuo Hancheng's arms, whispering quietly in her mouth: "It hurts..."

In a blink of an eye, Zuo Hancheng and Yi Zeyang looked at each other. Yi Zeyang immediately and slowly pulled up the sleeve of the arm that was Anhao. When he saw a large bruise on her arm, he felt even more distressed. Eyebrows were almost tied into a knot, and at the same time, he raised his eyes to look at Anhao's state of being in a coma, and said in a low voice, "How come there are injuries on the body?"

Zuo Hancheng even felt that when she was holding her hand on her back, she seemed to be avoiding his hand, shrinking into his arms all the time, turning the collar of her coat back directly. .

After the neck was settled, to the point where the back extended downwards, a large horrible bruise pierced everyone's eyes.

While everyone was shocked, Zuo Hancheng didn't say a word, he hugged her up, and quickly walked out of the bathroom towards the elevator.

Yi Zeyang, who was shocked by the injury on the back of her neck to a moment's loss, got up and hurried after her. All the forbearance restraint disappeared in an instant when she saw her hurt so severely.

The elevator door was about to close, Yi Zeyang stepped forward and raised his hand to hold down the door, coldly watching Zuo Hancheng who was holding Anhao: "Give her to me!"

Zuo Hancheng's face was also as cold as a glacier at this time. The moment he saw Yi Zeyang raise his hand to prevent the elevator door from closing, there was already a burst of fire in his eyes: "Yi Zeyang, take your hand away!"

Knowing that it is the most important thing to send Anhao to the hospital as soon as possible now, Yi Zeyang stepped into the elevator while letting go of the elevator door. He had to take Anhao from his arms when he shot.

Zuo Hancheng drew slightly to avoid his hand, and at the same time he held Anhao firmly in his arms, and his hand was behind her carefully not to touch the injury on her back, but when he turned around, it was originally Anhao, who leaned his head weakly in his arms, suddenly leaned back, as if completely lost consciousness.

Yi Zeyang's eyes are about to burst into flames: "Zuo Hancheng, well-being is just a simple child in your eyes, but it is very important to me. Please stop restricting her freedom. Now At this time, everything is important to her safety. Please, give her to me!"

Please, give her to me.

These words were extremely heavy by Yi Zeyang.

"Yi Shao seems to be standing at the wrong angle." Zuo Hancheng's voice was indifferent: "Since I have made her my wife, I have never regarded her as a so-called child. The previous relationship between her and you is nothing more than A period of experience when I was young does not mean that I have to hand over my wife to you at this time."

"Do you really want to marry her?" Yi Zeyang looked cold: "marry someone who hasn't even graduated from high school..."

"She is an adult, and her failure to graduate from high school is not an obstacle in my marriage with her. Please look at the problem from a sensible perspective."

"I'm very sensible. If I was irrational, I would have taken her away." Yi Zeyang looked ugly: "I respect all of Anhao's choices. I wait until now and endure until now, but she still gets hurt in front of me again and again. Zuo Hancheng, if you are unable to protect her under your own wings, I ask you to let her go."

Zuo Hancheng had a cold expression: "Take it away? Where do you want to take my wife?"

"Heh." Seeing that he completely ignored the second half of his sentence, Yi Zeyang sneered: "As long as she is willing to follow me, the world will be her home. If there is no change in these five years, An Fortunately, it's still just a simple girl who likes to follow me behind me, not the rebellious girl now."

"There has never been a if in this world." Zuo Hancheng said indifferently: "Yi Zeyang, she had already lost you five years ago. You have never appeared at countless forks. What right do you have to stand now? Before I asked me to return her to you?"

"Zuo Zuo, you don't love her, please let go. This is not a reason, but a kindness to An."

"Who told you that I don't love?"