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Name:Unromantic Mr Leung Author:
Jiang Musang sat cross-legged on the plastic bench at the entrance of the shopping mall and drank for the majority of the day.

Jiang Musang told her that she had accidentally offended someone, and told her to pretend to not know him, and not to let her servants say that she had a good relationship with him.

"I'm fine. I forgot to check the calendar when I went out today. Don't worry, He Liancheng isn't someone to be trifled with, and you better not go and plead with me either, and pretend like you don't know anything. " Jiang Musang thought for a while, "I will resolve this matter as soon as possible, and will not contact you for this period of time. Take care of yourself, and also help to look after Zhuo Xiao."

"Alright."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Musang did not immediately take back his phone, but instead opened the call log and called her "Mr. Leung". The one who called was last night, he told her he would be back late.

Jiang Musang opened her WeChat and saw that there was no latest news.

"Whew." After taking in a deep breath, Jiang Musang stood up. She should be going back since she still had to work the next day.

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Back to the apartment, shower, and sleep.

He tossed and turned in bed for a long time, but his head was still damn clear. In the end, Jiang Musang still stood up and went to the drawer to find a cigarette.

She didn't bring her cigarette with her. She hadn't bought it after the last one.

But there was no cigarette in the whole drawer. Jiang Musang suddenly remembered that Leung Youshen almost did not smoke.

"Jiang Musang..."

When Leung Youshen's voice came out from the room, Jiang Musang realised that she had called him before she knew it, she immediately stood up and was about to sit down from the floor, but because she did so too quickly, she knocked into a cabinet and the table lamp on the cabinet fell, with a "Clang" sound, it was shattered clean.

"Hiss!" As he panicked, he stepped on a piece of debris with his bare feet. It was so painful that even his phone fell off.

Jiang Musang did not dare to move, she carefully bent down to pick up the phone, but she found that the phone was broken and the screen was dark.

As he sat back on her bed, Jiang Musang wanted to put the phone down, but then Leung Youshen called her.

"What's wrong?" Leung Youshen's tone was very calm on the phone, causing Jiang Musang to suddenly feel pain on her nose, she bit her lips and forced the liquid that was trying to roll down.

"Nothing, I accidentally broke the lamp. Mr. Leung, I'm so tired, I will go to sleep first. After saying that, he quickly ended the call. Jiang Musang turned the phone on, then watched as she pulled out the sharp pieces that were inserted into the soles of her feet. After that, she threw her entire body backwards, and the blanket covered her face.

The room fell silent.

When Song Chengjue opened the door and entered, all he saw were broken pieces all over the floor. The big bed was covered his face and blood flowed out from the soles of his feet that were resting on the edge of the bed.

"Miss Jiang!" Song Chengjue immediately walked over and lifted up the blanket, but was suddenly stunned.

Under the incandescent light, her face was expressionless, but her tears kept falling. Even the sheets on both sides of her face were wet.

Jiang Musang's lips were pale white, and her fox eyes had a layer of water droplets on them.

This was the first time Song Chengjue had seen Jiang Musang like this.

"There's too much blood. I'll go get the first aid kit and stop it for you." Song Chengjue retracted his gaze, and turned to look for the medicine box. He had helped Leung Youshen store all the items in this room, so he knew where the medicine box was.

She quickly found it and went back to her room. She was still in the same position, but her tears had stopped flowing.

When Song Chengjue sprinkled some hydrogen peroxide on her to disinfect her, she did not let out a sound, but her feet unconsciously withdrew back, and he quickly grabbed onto her ankles and controlled them, "Endure it a little longer, we need to disinfect her first."

Jiang Musang did not answer him, but only stopped moving and allowed him to do as he pleased.

The second time she fell, she covered her eyes with her hand and remained silent.

Seeing that, Song Chengjue frowned and cleaned her up quickly, sprinkling the blood medicine powder and wrapping it with gauze, his movements became proficient and straightforward, carrying a gentleness and carefulness that he himself did not even realize.

When he was done, he went to get a broom and cleaned up the table lamp.

When he returned from the outside, Jiang Musang was already sitting up on the bed. The tears were also gone and her beautiful face was expressionless, "Did Mr. Leung let you come up?"

"Yes, the CEO asked me to come up and see if you were alright."

The two fell silent.

Song Chengjue said, "If there is nothing else, I will go back first, and then you can call me." After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait," Jiang Musang seemed to hesitate for a moment, then said: "Just now, my feet hurt too much, don't tell him I cried."

Song Chengjue was startled, and immediately said: "Rest early, good night."