There is blood on the corner of the mouth, choking myself.
"Zhuoyono......"
Qiao Yuanfei quickly took out the tissue, walked to him and clapped his back.
At the same time, I told the people outside to get a medicine box.
Soon, a medicine box will be delivered.
"I'm fine. I can't die with this little wound." Zhuo Liye wants to get up, but Qiao Yuanfei refuses.
Press the person to sit on the sofa, stubborn to deal with the wound for him.
This scene makes Fanyu's eyes hot.
But he made a mistake first and then hit people.
It can be seen that Qiao Yuanfei was angry and deliberately stimulated him.
If he doesn't behave well at this time, and if the enemy hasn't been dealt with, the backyard will catch fire first.
Fanyu didn't say a word.
Quietly stand aside and watch Qiao Yuanfei handle the wound for zhuolino.
Until Zhuo Liye presses his face with an ice bag and leaves with an arm holding the document, Qiao Yuanfei finally turns his head and looks at Fanyu.
But it's just one look.
His eyes swept over him, and he turned to look out at all the people who were still watching the play outside the door, with a faint voice.
"No more work?"
Whoosh, the people blocking the door, disappeared in an instant.
The Secretary closed the door for them thoughtfully.
In the reception room, there was no place to settle down.
Qiao Yuanfei looked around and finally gave up to go back to his office first.
As soon as I stepped out, I heard a muffled hum behind me.
Fanyu pressed his chest, Wei qubaba rubbed against her side, staring at the medicine box in her hand.
"Fifi, my chest hurt too. It hurts a little."
“……”
Qiao Yuanfei was stunned and turned to look at his chest nervously.
In the next second, zhuolino didn't even touch one of his hair. How could he get hurt?
Load!
"Really, you touch my chest. It's too painful to breathe." Seeing that she didn't believe it, Fanyu grabbed her hand and pressed it on his chest.
Under her palm was the position of his heart.
Putong Putong
Qiao Yuanfei's palms were numb by the strong heartbeat.
When her mind was in a daze, Fanyu took the opportunity to speak.
"You ignore me. My heart hurts more than being beaten. Feifei, shall we not fight?"
“……”
, fan, little fan, little fan, and a set of local love words, have they been practised?
Qiao Yuanfei didn't really get angry at first. Even when he coaxed himself, he got angry.
Deliberately holding one breath, pretending to be angry, he turned to question.
"You didn't believe me just now!"
"I didn't..." Fanyu tries to explain.
"You have. As soon as you see zhuolino, you think we have problems." Qiao Yuanfei's very determined opening.
Fanyu gives up struggling.
"We are all going to get married. You suddenly meet zhuolino alone. I thought you were going back on your word and were going to talk to him..."
Fanyu saw that Qiao Yuanfei's face was not right, so he quickly changed his words.
"I'm anxious to find you because grandpa sent us the wedding dress to try. I didn't expect that you were still in the mood to work in the company at this time."
The sour way of Fanyu.
In her mind, he is no better than Zhuo Liye and his work.
Think of the plug?
"Knock!"
Just then, the door of the reception room rang.
The assistant pushed the door in from the outside, saw that the atmosphere was not right, and carefully replied.
"Mr. Qiao, you let me find the senior professional manager, saying that if the conditions are right, you can take over Qiao's enterprise in the shortest time, so that you can get married peacefully..."