Zhang Wenqing said somewhat helplessly, "Ziyang, I am Sister Xue's man. When Sister Xue asked where you went, how could I possibly lie to my own boss?"
"What's the matter? You do something guilty and don't want others to speak of it?"
Yang Muxue was clearly displeased.
It wasn't because Chen Ziyang had found another woman, but she couldn't accept the duration of this 'treatment'!
Seven days!
How could she endure it?
Her own bruises hadn't even taken that long to heal!
"Sister Xue, what are you talking about? I'm doing this to save someone,"
Chen Ziyang said with a grin, "Saving a life is more meritorious than building a seven-story pagoda!"
"Who knows if you're just using saving someone as an excuse to have your fun here?"
Yang Muxue glared at Chen Ziyang, then said to Zhang Wenqing, "Take my luggage down, and you can go back first!"
"Alright!"
Zhang Wenqing hurriedly took Yang Muxue's pink suitcase from the car.
