C22 Live with Me

He had seen stupid people before, but he had never seen such a stupid person.

Such a long knife wound, even he, a man, felt pain, let alone a delicate woman?

When he was in bed before, he was afraid that she would feel pain, and sometimes he even had to restrain himself, not daring to use too much strength.

And now, she actually took the initiative to send herself to the door for someone to chop at?

"How could I have waited? They rushed out all of a sudden. I didn't even have time to react …"

Zhu Yu explained in a low voice.

She wasn't an idiot, how could she be that stupid!

"Isn't it just broadcasting the news? Why did you suddenly take care of the family's affairs? "

Lee Qingdong frowned, he suddenly thought of the crux of the matter.

After waiting for a long time, he still did not get a reply. He looked at Zhu Yu and realized that she was also looking at him.

"Didn't you say so?"

She was somewhat surprised.

Originally, Zhu Yu thought that it was Lee Qingdong's idea to transfer to a program that no one cared about.

"Me?"

Lee Qingdong felt wronged.

Her recent mission was very heavy, and she had basically been flying every day. She didn't have a single class, and furthermore, she had been continuously flying for several days, without any Yuncheng at all. She could only barely ensure that Zhu Yu would be able to get some rest time.

Zhu Yu took the laptop that was on the bed, found a program from a few days ago, and gave it to Lee Qingdong.

He watched for a few minutes and pinched the space between his brows. "Only Third Aunt and Sixth Aunt would love to watch such a show!"

Throwing it aside, Lee Qingdong said decisively: "You may resign."

Zhu Yu didn't have the energy to argue with him, so she simply closed her eyes and rested on the bed.

He thought that Yue Yang would leave in a fit of anger, but who knew that after a while, Lee Qingdong would bring him a pot of hot water.

"Don't take a bath these few days."

He tweaked a towel on Zhu Yu's face and helped her clean it.

She cried out in pain, "Are you going to rub my skin off?"

Lee Qingdong was startled: "I didn't use any strength."

Nonsense, if you used any strength, my face would be disfigured, Zhu Yu scolded silently in her heart.

Under the extremely rough service of Young Master Li, Zhu Yu finally got into bed.

Immediately after, Lee Qingdong's actions frightened her once again.

He stood in the bathroom and took a shower filled with complaints. Then, he laid beside Zhu Yu with half of her blanket pulled over.

She nearly jumped up in fright, but accidentally hit the wound and gasped in pain.

"What are you doing?"

Lee Qingdong yawned. He was indeed tired, and needed a good night's sleep.

"Why aren't you leaving?"

Zhu Yu asked, trembling.

"Oh, I'm tired. I don't want to drive back."

After a pause, Lee Qingdong added, "Don't worry, I am not interested in your current state."

Although he had been holding it in for many days, he would not act so rashly towards an injured person.

Thinking about it, Lee Qingdong immediately felt that he really was a modest gentleman.

He was only missing the Immortal energy from his head.

"Mr Lee, please leave. I'll call the driver for you."

Zhu Yu forcefully held on, wanting to sit up.

She would definitely not tolerate a man staying overnight here. Especially since that man was Lee Qingdong.

What if Jing Yuann found out?

Zhu Yu's stubbornness caused Lee Qingdong to frown. "I took care of you for an entire night and you're talking to me like this?"

He was anxious to see her as soon as he landed. What about her?

He had thought that after leaving her out for a few days, this woman would realize her mistake and come forward to plead for peace.

Unexpectedly, after waiting for so long, she didn't even send a message, let alone call.

Was she really not afraid of being together with Jing Yuann?

Or was he not sad or jealous?

"I... I didn't mean to bother you. "

Zhu Yu lowered her head guiltily.

She would not tell him that the moment she saw him standing in front of her, she thought she had seen an angel.

But angels don't really belong to her.

"My flying time this week has exceeded the standard. I need to sleep to do my work better. If you mind, I'll sleep on the couch. "

Lee Qingdong said as he walked out.

The living room was very cold, and there was no air conditioning. Zhu Yu knew very well that when she sat on the sofa and watched TV shows, she would have to cover herself with blankets.

"Hey, don't tell me you're snoring?"

Zhu Yu asked softly.

Lee Qingdong stopped and looked at her with a frown: "You've slept together so many times, and you still dare to ask such a question?"

The night passed in silence.

The next morning, when Zhu Yu woke up, her entire body was stiff.

No wonder she was afraid of touching her injured arm.

The other half of the bed was empty. It was cold when he stretched out his hand to touch it.

"Why would I expect that kind of person to still be here?"

Zhu Yu said to herself.

She got out of bed and washed her teeth with one hand, her movements slow and clumsy.

After she had finally finished changing, the television station sent their union leaders over to take a look, in order to get a feel for the situation.

The Zhao had already reported this to their direct subordinate, so the entire station was alarmed when this happened.

"Rest well first, put aside your work. The most important thing is to heal your wounds."

Before he left, the leader held onto Zhu Yu's hand and said gently.

After sending the leader away, Zhu Yu continued to have a headache. It was how to hide from his parents, not wanting them to know that she had been injured.

Just as he was deep in thought, the door opened from the outside.

Zhu Yu was shocked: "You, how did you get the key?"

Lee Qingdong acted as if it was a matter of course: "The spare key on the cabinet."

She raised her head and saw that the cabinet by the door that originally had a bunch of keys hanging on it was now empty.

He didn't have anything on his hands, so he didn't know what to do.

It seemed that the matter of having a fragrant breakfast delivered to him upon waking up would only happen in movies or novels.

"Clean up the things that must be used. Do you have a box?"

Lee Qingdong asked.

Zhu Yu immediately looked at him in alarm: "What are you trying to do?"

Gritting his teeth, he replied, "I've had enough of this little toilet! You can hit your head just by turning your body! "

She was still puzzled. "My bathroom is indeed a little small, but …"

What did this have to do with him?

"Come and stay at my place."

Lee Qingdong turned his head and entered the bedroom, he then started to pack his things.

Zhu Yu quickly followed behind him and tried to stop him: "Mr Lee, I won't go, please don't touch me everywhere …"

He rummaged through the closet, took a few clothes at random, and stuffed them all into the trunk without looking inside or out, then snapped it shut.

"That's enough. If you're missing something, buy it again."

Lee Qingdong carried the light luggage out.

Zhu Yu seriously suspected that this so-called tidying up was just for her to see.

It simply reflected his respect for human rights.

Half an hour later, Zhu Yu was already standing in one of Lee Qingdong's apartment.

At this moment, she was short of words, so the only word that could be used to describe her was "very luxurious". There were many imported electrical appliances that Zhu Yu was not sure if she could use.

The only problem was that there were no signs of life here.

"Even I haven't stayed for a few days, but this place is still better than that pigeon cage of yours."

Lee Qingdong frowned.

There, he could not sleep well.