Four Hundred and Twenty-Three. Zhu Mei Who Left

The nomination for the Morning Award was not the end of Wen Ziying's nightmare.

Half a month later, Xia Yu saw the news that Wen Ziying had won the Morning Award from the push news.

He mourned for Wen Ziying for two seconds and turned off the news.

Compared with Wen Ziying's matter, Zhu Mei's matter now caused him even more headaches. It was not because Zhu Mei was dishonest. In terms of behavior, Zhu Mei had no intention to misbehave. Except for the behavior of masturbating bears, which made people feel a little helpless, he was very honest.

What gave Xia Yu a headache was the attitude of the 14th district. In terms of public opinion, the incident of the king's assassination had passed, but the pressure from the 14th district was on the contrary. They were determined to take Zhu Mei to investigate.

Taking out his mobile phone, Xia Yu called Yu Ningmeng to ask about the development of the matter.

"Now the anti-royal faction has completely overwhelmed the pro-royal faction. They are eager to convict Zhu Mengbing, so they want Zhu Mei to go through the motions and promise not to do anything to Zhu Mei." Yu Ningmeng said to the other party demands.

"What do you think?" Xia Yu is not good at these things.

"I suggest asking Zhu Mei to go over and cooperate with the investigation. We will dispatch a mission to follow, and nothing will happen." Yu Ningmeng replied.

Xia Yu frowned. Although he said nothing would happen, who could tell the actual situation.

Zhu Mengbing was too good at running away, if 14 caught him, he wouldn't have to find Zhu Mei, but Zhu Mengbing couldn't be blamed, after all, he was also the scapegoat.

"Did they never think that the reactionary forces in District 232 might have done it?" Xia Yu asked Yu Ningmeng.

"They only want to catch them easily." Yu Ningmeng hinted to Xia Yu that the anti-king faction did not want to have conflicts with the outside world.

"Can we continue to delay?" Xia Yu talked about the conditions, "There has been a medicine made, and it is undergoing clinical trials."

"Clinical trial so soon? What about the effect?" Yu Ningmeng was attracted.

After listening to Xia Yu's introduction to the medicine, she asked others for instructions and told Xia Yu that delaying it would not be a problem.

After hanging up the phone, Xia Yu relaxed.

He walked out of the bedroom and asked the maid to make a cup of coffee. While drinking, he browsed through the recent games, thinking about which one to play.

When he finished his coffee, the four of An Siyao walked back.

They went out shopping.

Zhu Mei pushed Xu Youxiang into the bedroom, and Hu Lianglu pulled An Siyao into the bedroom.

Two minutes later, Zhu Mei came out. She came to the back of the sofa, leaned over and hugged Xia Yu's neck.

Xia Yu didn't respond, and continued to look at the game store, looking for live videos on video sites.

Zhu Mei felt that the time was right, she reached out and touched Xia Yu's lower abdomen.

Xia Yu grabbed her hand: "No."

Xia Yu didn't understand that his stomach was not as soft as a brown bear, so what's the point of touching it.

"Why not?" Zhu Mei leaned in front of Xia Yu and said.

"The body determines intimacy. I can switch to the golden eagle for you to touch." Xia Yu explained.

"Then An Siyao and Xu Youxiang can touch?" Zhu Mei looked into Xia Yu's eyes.

"Because they are different from you," Xia Yu replied.

"An Siyao might be different, but Xu Youxiang can't be the same?" Zhu Mei muttered.

What Zhu Mei meant was that An Siyao could be his wife, but Xu Youxiang could not.

Xia Yu also had a headache because of this. After hearing Zhu Mei's words, he immediately lost interest in watching the game.

Sensing Xia Yu's loss, Zhu Mei reached out and patted his head: "It would be great if you were in District 232."

There are no restrictions on marriage in District 232.

"It's not a district issue, but a question of the views of the people around." Xia Yu explained.

"Just to make the people around you accept this matter?" Zhu Mei pondered.

"That's pretty much what it means." Xia Yu put the phone back in his pocket and stood up.

He went back to the room.

Zhu Mei didn't follow. She sat where Xia Yu had just sat, lowering her head and thinking.

She looked out of the window, there were two white clouds floating in the sky, the clouds drifted from the south to the north, disappeared, the sun also set from the sky, and night fell.

At dinner time, Xia Yu came out of the bedroom and saw Zhu Mei carrying a suitcase.

"I think it's better for me to go to District 14." Zhu Mei said.

"Did Yu Ningmeng tell you?" Xia Yu rubbed his forehead.

"She didn't ask me to go, but I think it's better to go there and settle the matter." Zhu Mei looked at the suitcase and touched the surface of the handle with her fingers.

Xia Yu pondered, since Yu Ningmeng said there was nothing wrong, most likely nothing would happen, and if something happened, it would normally be detained, and it would not hurt her life.

When the time comes, he will use the golden eagle's body to intimidate the forces that illegally detained Zhu Mei, and he will be able to successfully rescue the girl.

He nodded, agreed with Zhu Mei's decision, and drove Zhu Mei to the airport.

Using his telepathy, he should observe the bodyguards protecting Zhu Mei, and after confirming that there were no moles inside, he returned home.

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening, he simply took a shower, used today's game opportunity, and came to Wen Ziying's place.

After a while of darkness, what Xia Yu saw was a stack of blank manuscript paper.

Xia Yu looked around. There was only blank manuscript paper, and Wen Ziying didn't write a word.

"How do you feel now?" He asked Wen Ziying.

"It's too difficult for me." Wen Ziying replied in a loveless tone.

"Maybe you should write a good book?" Xia Yu thought, maybe he should change the direction of completing the task and guide Wen Ziying's life, not necessarily to escape from writing, but also to actively write.

He picked up the pen: "You are thinking about a new book now, let's discuss it?"

"There are no special requirements from the publishing house, but I just want to rely on the connotation and adaptation." Wen Ziying said.

"Then write a story about a Muggle becoming a wizard?" Xia Yu plagiarized the idea casually.

"How to say?" Wen Ziying asked cooperatively.

It took five minutes for Xia Yu to briefly talk about "Harry Potter".

"No, this is too meaningless." Wen Ziying rejected the proposal.

"Connotation? Then come a legendary story of seven generations, showing a fictional history." Xia Yu talked about the story of "One Hundred Years of Solitude".

"It's too boring. Who would like to read such a thing nowadays." Wen Ziying vetoed this again.

Want to sell well?

Xia Yu said "Three Body" again.

"Science fiction, but I don't understand it!" Wen Ziying made another criticism.

Xia Yu went on to say some more books, but Wen Ziying vetoed them all.

"What on earth do you want!" Xia Yu was so angry that she wanted to take a bath.

Wen Ziying was silent for a while, with confusion in her words: "It's probably better for me to seal my pen, can you still get the translation work you mentioned?"

Xia Yu was surprised. He was ready to change his route, but he came back after making a detour?

"What do you think?" Xia Yu asked puzzled.

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