Chapter 1781： You must only think of me (4)

"That ... I'm Ye Zhiyuan's friend. Sorry, I thought you were quarreling, so ..." She said embarrassedly, wondering how to organize the language for a while, and began to regret why she didn't listen to Yin Shaoji.

Mr. Yan said quietly, "He is drunk."

Mu Xiaoxiao nodded and said, "You can see, how could he get so drunk? Was he ..."

She wanted to say whether she had been drunk by the guests, but felt that it was not good to expose Ye Zhiyuan's career in public, so she did not go on.

"He's in a bad mood," explained Mr. Yan, his voice still cold and cold, as if there were no mood swings.

Mu Xiaoxiao asked subconsciously, "What happened to him? Why is he in a bad mood?"

She is simply concerned about Ye Zhiyuan.

President Yan said, "Arguing with me."

Mu Xiaoxiao, "..."

Ye Zhiyuan, who was drunk on the side, took a step, as if he understood their conversation and started to choke.

"Who fights with you! What qualifications do I have to fight with you! What am I ... I am nothing ..."

Ye Zhiyuan seemed to be standing still, shaking, and looked backwards.

President Yan grabbed his long arm and steadied him into his arms, letting him lean on himself.

"Okay, without quarreling, go to the wound first, be nice."

Very cold tone, but the words spoken seemed to be coaxing.

His big hand was resting on Ye Zhiyuan's head, as if he was soothing a manic cat. He was very patient and stroked the ground.

Ye Zhiyuan was quieter, with his head resting on his chest, and he froze.

Mu Xiaoxiao, "..."

This picture made her feel abused.

She suddenly understood that when Han Qiqing saw her intimacy with Yin Shaoyu, she said she was abused and screamed to call the police.

Mu Xiaoxiao took a moment to find his voice, "Is he ... hurt?"

"Well, hand." President Yan cherishes words like gold.

Mu Xiaoxiao looked down and found that Ye Zhiyuan's hand was broken and still stained with blood.

"I'll take him into the ward first." President Yan politely nodded at the two of them, and then took Ye Zhiyuan, and entered the next ward.

The doctors and nurses on the side quickly followed in and treated Ye Zhiyuan with the wound.

Mu Xiaoxiao considered, should he go in and care about Ye Zhiyuan's injury?

Yin Shaoxi took her hand and interrupted her thinking.

"Let's go, we should go. There is always Yan, he will be fine."

It was just a broken hand, and a VIP ward had to be opened for the director-level doctor to deal with the wound.

Yin Shaoxing knew that Ye Zhiyuan was President Yan's little lover before, but he didn't know that President Yan was so concerned about this little lover.

Of course, these have nothing to do with him, and he does not love gossip.

Mu Xiaoxiao obediently led him away, bowing his head and not knowing what he was thinking.

Yin Shaojie didn't like her thinking about other men, especially when he was in front of him.

Even if that person already has a Lord.

He tapped her forehead. "Okay, stop thinking."

Mu Xiaoxiao looked back at him, looked up at him, and asked a little awkwardly, "Is that Zhi Zhiyuan's relationship with President Yan ... what do you know?

Yin Shaojie didn't want to answer her words and stuffed her into the car.

Mu Xiaoxiao asked again.

Yin Shaojiu got into the main driving position, and suddenly pinched her jaw, blocking her mouth.

After she let go, she said to her, "You must only think of me, did you hear me?"