Becoming The Bigshot's Only Love After Breaking Her Engagement Chapter 701 - 671: A Son of the Zhan Family Comes of Age (Pa

Zhan Yunxiao quickly pushed her away, his face flushed, and said, "Behave yourself."

"Okay, I’ll behave, I’ll listen obediently, don’t be mad, don’t abandon ."

Pushed away onto the bed, Xia Luo acted like a child as she snuggled into Zhan Yunxiao’s embrace, murmuring and reaching out to wrap her arms around his waist.

Zhan Yunxiao couldn’t help but be moved.

She suddenly beca so obedient and said such words, it felt like his heart was lting.

He sighed softly and couldn’t help but soften his voice: "I know you’re feeling bad now, you’ll be fine once we’re ho."

He wasn’t sure if Xia Luo was finally worn out and didn’t want to make a fuss anymore, or if his earlier words were comforting.

During the rest of the journey, Xia Luo stayed quietly nestled in his arms and did not cause any more trouble.

This made Zhan Yunxiao breathe a sigh of relief, saving a lot of effort.

Once ho.

The driver helped open the car door, and Zhan Yunxiao carried Xia Luo out of the vehicle.

"Lie down obediently first, I’ll get you so hangover dicine."

He laid Xia Luo on the bed, reminded her, and hurried downstairs to look for the dicine in the dicine box.

Actually, he didn’t even know if there was hangover dicine at ho; it was the servants who organized the dicine box.

But hangover dicine is commonly used, so it should be there.

Indeed, there was a small bottle with a paper label that said hangover dicine.

This was specially made by his mother, different from other hangover dicines outside, more effective and with fewer side effects.

He quickly took a pill, poured a glass of water, and went back upstairs to feed it to Xia Luo.

Xia Luo was obediently lying on the bed waiting for him.

Zhan Yunxiao walked over, helped her up, pried open her mouth to feed her the dicine, and held up the glass to give her so water.

"Be good, swallow it, you’ll feel better once you do."

"I don’t want to take it, I don’t want to."

To his surprise, Xia Luo refused and wanted to spit the dicine out.

Zhan Yunxiao panicked when he saw this, imdiately covering her mouth, "You can’t spit it out; you need to take the dicine to feel better."

"Mmh mmh mmh."

Xia Luo struggled, refusing to take the dicine no matter what.

Zhan Yunxiao saw this wouldn’t work, so he put the glass to his lips and took a sip himself.

Then he released his hand, blocked her mouth, and forcibly transferred the water to her to make her swallow the dicine.

However, this made Xia Luo cough hard.

Zhan Yunxiao’s ears turned red as he got up, supporting her and patting her back.

Xia Luo coughed for a while, seeming to beco sowhat sober, turning her head to look at Zhan Yunxiao once her coughing stopped: "What did you just do to ?"

Zhan Yunxiao said sternly: "Nothing, just fed you dicine."

"Do you need to use your mouth to feed dicine?" Xia Luo interrogated.

She shook her head, appearing sowhat sober, yet still slightly dazed.

But she knew in her heart, the way he just used his mouth to feed her dicine was wrong.

"Do you know everything?" Zhan Yunxiao approached her to ask.

"Know what?" Xia Luo began to act confused again.

"Knowing that using my mouth to feed you dicine is wrong, why don’t you take it properly yourself? Or do you just want to feed you?" Zhan Yunxiao approached again, almost leaning against her face.

Xia Luo looked at his eyebrows and eyes, they were so familiar.

She couldn’t help but reach out, gently stroking his handso brows.

Xiao.

"Yang?"

Clearly, she knew deep down who he was, but when she spoke this na, the tone changed.

She didn’t know why she called him Yang, clearly knowing he was Zhan Yunxiao.

It might have been just too quick a word, that’s why she called out those two words.

After calling out, she felt nothing, unaware she had made a mistake.

But those two words fell into Zhan Yunxiao’s ears, a great insult to him.

"Are you still thinking about him?"

Zhan Yunxiao was furious.

Already married to him, yet still thinking about him?

"What? Thinking about who?" Xia Luo looked at Zhan Yunxiao in confusion, not understanding what he was saying.

"You’re pretending to be stupid, obviously you were just sober. You know what I did to you, yet you claim not to know what I’m saying?"

Her apparent confusion was viewed by Zhan Yunxiao as pretend, not believing she didn’t understand.

Xia Luo shook her head, but she simply couldn’t understand.

"I really don’t understand what you’re saying, I’m tired, I want to sleep."

With that, Xia Luo fell back onto the bed.

But as she fell, she grabbed Zhan Yunxiao’s clothes, pulling him to lie beside her.

"Xia Luo."

Zhan Yunxiao gritted his teeth with anger.

Xia Luo turned over, and with both hands and feet, hugged him.

Zhan Yunxiao was so infuriated that he had no temper left, he could only turn his head to look at her.

Xia Luo had a beautiful appearance, so familiar yet so strange.

Her fresh red lips, due to drinking, appeared even more vibrant.

Perhaps feeling thirsty, she instinctively stuck out her tongue to lick her lips, an action both cute and alluring.

Zhan Yunxiao should have been angry, should have shoved her off and left.

But at this mont, his gaze seed fixed as he looked at her face, unable to pull away.

By the ti he reacted, he had unconsciously leaned in, gently touching those vibrant and tantalizing lips.

"Xiao."

Xia Luo murmured softly, this ti calling the right na.

However, the voice was extrely small this ti.

"What did you say?" Zhan Yunxiao didn’t hear clearly, leaned closer to ask.

"Don’t move around." Xia Luo wearily waved her hand, turning away.

Zhan Yunxiao felt a surge of irritation and simply got up, turning her over, held her face and asked, "Xia Luo, open your eyes and look at , see who I really am."

Xia Luo opened her eyes as he shook her.

Her gaze was dazed as she looked at him.

"Tell , who am I?" Zhan Yunxiao asked again.

Xia Luo slowly lifted her arm, reaching out to gently stroke his face.

After a mont of stroking, she softly said, "I recognize you."

Zhan Yunxiao’s heart raced, his eyes tightening with tension.

Almost using a sorrowful tone, he asked, "Who am I?"

"You are... Zhan Yunxiao."

Xia Luo slowly called out the na.

The next mont, Zhan Yunxiao couldn’t help but lean down to kiss her.

At this mont, tears fell uncontrollably, landing on her face.