Realizing that her body might be pregnant, Qu Yan's heart suddenly alarmed. She rubbed her neck and deliberately lowered her tone, "I feel sick in my stomach, but I just vomit. I don't need help. Thank you."

She subconsciously wanted to conceal her situation.

Qu Ning outside the bathroom compartment door, after hearing her refusal, her delicate and seductive face was suddenly disgusted, she was really a kind woman who was like a donkey liver and lungs!

But her mouth still said softly, "Do you need medicine? I can find someone to help you buy some stomach medicine."

"No, I said, just vomit." Qu Yan had already vomited almost everything in his stomach, and the nausea and discomfort in the body was not so serious.

But Qu Ning was still unwilling to give up.

Now she is at a low point, but Ji Zhuoran is at a high point. She knew in her heart that she was not worthy of him at all. This was the case before the Qu clan's accident, and even more so after the Qu clan's accident!

Therefore, she must seize every opportunity!

"Don't be aggressive, is there something unhappy? Tell me I can help you, or you can open the door and let me take you out?" Qu Ning continued to exude hypocritical goodwill.

If there is really a woman who is in trouble in this bathroom, hearing her such gentle words, she might already be grateful to her.

But Qu Yan had already known her true face, and naturally it was impossible to be deceived by her hypocrisy.

She covered her school uniform with her hand, suppressed her voice and slowly said, "I'm not upset, I...I'm Feng's assistant. Miss, if you really want to help me, please help me to tell Feng about my body. I’m not feeling well. I’m going to leave early because of a stomach problem. Thank you.”

Qu Ning at the other end of the door rolled his eyes suddenly.

What? It turned out to be an assistant who came to make up the numbers.

It's just a small role, why should she help her out?

"Well, good." After speaking coldly, she turned and left.

Listening to the sound of Qu Ning's high-heeled shoes, Qu Yan in the compartment let go of his hanging heart.

She waited for a while, until a few minutes later, she slowly opened the compartment.

At this time, there was no one outside the compartment.

She wiped the cake-stained part of the skirt with a paper towel, and then walked out of the bathroom.

She walked into the crowd, but saw Cheng Feiyang and Ji Zhuoran meet!

"Ji Zhuoran, a good method." Cheng Feiyang said, his eyes with a cynical smile flashed coldly.

Ji Zhuoran looked at the unkind appearance of his visitor, but still had a calm expression, and only agreed, "It's just good luck."

"Yes, it's just luck." Cheng Feiyang continued to follow his modest words.

The meaning of the words, it seems that Ji Zhuoran is nothing more than that.

The scene froze for a while. When the people around saw the two princes colliding with each other, they all fell silent in unison, not daring to say a word.

In such a tense atmosphere, Ji Zhuoran only curled up the corners of his mouth, with a subtle but dazzling contempt in his smile, "Then I wish Shao Cheng have such good luck."

Although the words sounded like good things, almost everyone in the room knew that Ji Zhuoran's success on this trip was absolutely something that could be replicated. To say this was just a secret taunting that Cheng Feiyang couldn't do it!

"Shao Cheng, I still have something to tell you." Qu Yanguo broke off, interrupting the gunpowder-filled conversation between the two men.

Knowing that Cheng Feiyang suffered, but at this time it was definitely not a sensible choice to offend Ji Zhuoran.

What's more, she didn't want to hurt Cheng Feiyang again.