100 Days of Honey Wars: Dictatorship Boss, flirt

Fortunately, after the whole body examination, Jiang Luyao had no other problems except for a little trauma.

The wound on her forehead was not deep, and it was fine after a simple treatment.In addition, she has a mild concussion and needs to go home to rest for a few days.

On the way home, Jiang Luyao looked out the window and suddenly said, "I'm not seriously injured, did I disappoint you?"

Qiao Mucheng was silent for a moment, then asked back, "Why do you say that?"

Jiang Luyao sneered: "You are a smart person, and you know exactly why I came back this time. With an untimely bomb like me by your side, shouldn't you expect me to die in some accident? "

She never hid her scheming from the very beginning, because she knew that with Qiao Mucheng's palace, no matter how deeply she hid, she would have nothing to hide from him.

However, Qiao Mucheng just smiled lightly, with an expression of indifference. "Think too much, I don't think you can pose any threat to me."

That's why he was so reassuring and bold to keep himself by his side?
Jiang Luyao felt angry for a while, and was a little unhappy that he was underestimated by Qiao Mucheng.

She suddenly found that no matter how much trouble she caused Qiao Mucheng, he always looked so calm and indifferent, which made her feel as if she had punched the cotton with a punch, and she had no strength to use it.

But every time he said one or two simple words, she could always arouse her emotions, or get angry, or annoyed, or even exasperated.

Since when has she been so easily led by him?

Jiang Luyao was suddenly afraid, she couldn't go on like this, otherwise, in the long run, she was afraid that she would be farther and farther away from her original goal.

Thinking of this, she suppressed the anger in her heart, smiled charmingly at Qiao Mucheng, and said, "I hope you can continue to underestimate the enemy like this, because in this way I will have a better chance."

After she finished speaking, she stopped looking at Qiao Mucheng and stopped talking.

It was already late when we returned to Qiao's Bieyuan.

The two walked into the living room together, and Ah Qi came up to take Qiao Mucheng's coat. When he saw the blood on his lapel, Ah Qi showed a nervous expression, thinking that Qiao Mucheng was injured.But he soon discovered that the blood was not from Qiao Mucheng, but from Jiang Luyao beside him.

"Ma'am, why are you injured?" Ah Qi asked with concern.

Before Jiang Luyao could answer, Aunt Gu hurried over, helped her to sit on the sofa, and then pointed to her forehead, her face full of eagerness and distress.

Jiang Luyao felt warm in his heart, afraid that Aunt Gu would be worried, so he made up a lie: "I just accidentally bumped my head, it's just a little skin trauma, it's nothing serious."

In this family, Aunt Gu is probably the only one who really cares about her, so she will respond to her with sincerity.

Ah Qi might also show concern for her out of duty, but she knew that more than half of this concern was due to her relationship with Qiao Mucheng.

Only Aunt Gu, when she looked at her, the concerned look in her eyes could not be faked, nor was it mixed with anything else.

As for Qiao Mu City...

No wonder he cares about himself!He will only try to find ways to see himself embarrassing!

Although she said she was fine, Aunt Gu was obviously still worried. She took out a small notebook and wrote on it: "It's not a trivial matter to hurt your head. Go back to your room and lie down. Don't walk around casually these few days. Take a good rest."

Jiang Luyao felt that she was making a fuss over a molehill, but it was hard to take her kindness into consideration, and it was really late, so he nodded and went upstairs under her gaze.

Seeing Jiang Luyao enter the room, Qiao Mucheng returned to his bedroom without saying a word.

Ah Qi noticed that his face was cold, and he looked like no one should enter, so he wisely didn't bother him.

From the time Qiao Mucheng and Jiang Luyao entered the door, Ah Qi was keenly aware of the subtle atmosphere between them.

He remembered that the husband and wife didn't go out together during the day, so why did they come back together at night?Something special must have happened during this, but this is not something he should worry about as a housekeeper, he just needs to know what to ask and what not to ask.

Qiao Mucheng returned to the room and called someone directly.

As soon as the phone was connected, he asked, "What's the matter?"

The person on the other side of the phone replied: "It has been handed over to the local police for handling. At present, it seems that it is just an ordinary fight. There is nothing suspicious on the surface. The specific situation needs to be investigated again."

"There's no need to investigate, this time it should be just a test. Just know who did it, and it doesn't matter if there is any evidence." Qiao Mucheng's eyes were gloomy, and it was obvious that he was really angry this time.

The other party dared to test him by hurting Jiang Luyao, which had already touched his bottom line.

"Then...?" The other party asked suspiciously.

Qiao Mucheng pondered for a moment, then said, "Teach her a lesson and warn her, don't act rashly."

After the other party understood, he hung up the phone.

The next morning, when Jiang Luyao woke up, he felt his head was muddled, and the wound was also bursting with pain.

I felt fine last night, but I didn't expect the symptoms to get worse after a night of sleep.

She knew that this was a symptom of a concussion. Although it was not serious, she was really uncomfortable, so she didn't rush to get out of bed.

After a while, there was a knock on the door.

Jiang Luyao responded, and saw Aunt Gu walking in with a bowl of soup.

She sat up from the bed, took the bowl of soup, and said, "Thank you, Aunt Gu."

Aunt Gu shook her head, took out a small notebook and wrote: "You don't need to thank me, this ginseng chicken soup was cooked for you by yourself early in the morning."

Jiang Luyao's hand holding the soup bowl paused, and asked with disbelief, "He cooked it? Aunt Gu, don't lie to me, I don't believe he would be so kind."

Although she had learned Qiao Mucheng's cooking skills in Jiang's old house last time, she still didn't believe that guy would cook soup for herself.

Aunt Gu continued to write: "It's true, Mr. was busy in the kitchen before dawn, and this soup has been stewed for three hours. In fact, Mr. is very concerned about you, but he doesn't like to show it That's all."

Jiang Luyao was noncommittal about this, and stirred the soup bowl with a spoon thoughtfully, thinking about Qiao Mucheng's intentions in doing so.

For a moment, she almost believed that Qiao Mucheng did it because he cared about her.But she quickly dismissed the idea.

In the end, she came to a conclusion that this guy must be trying to confuse her with such hypocrisy, making her fall into his trap just like back then, and finally fall into the abyss of eternal doom again.

She swore secretly six years ago that she would never have any undue feelings for Qiao Mucheng again. From now on, she only has hatred and revenge for him, and she will regain what he took away back then. Take it back.

After confirming this point, she no longer hesitated, and the initial doubt in her eyes was replaced by a firm gaze.

Aunt Gu watched her change, but couldn't speak, she could only sigh, and wrote on the paper: "Hurry up and drink, the soup won't taste good when it's cold."

Jiang Luyao nodded, since Qiao Mucheng tried his best to cook such a bowl of chicken soup for her with ulterior motives, she can't live up to his "kindness".

After taking a sip of the chicken soup, Jiang Luyao had to admit that, apart from other things, Qiao Mucheng's cooking skills are really impeccable, not even a top chef.

After lying on the bed for a long time, Jiang Luyao felt less dizzy, so he got up and went downstairs.

Only Ah Qi was in the living room, Jiang Luyao walked over and asked, "Where's Qiao Mucheng?"

Ah Qi helped her sit down on the sofa, and then replied: "Mr. went to the company early in the morning, and he told us to take good care of you."

Jiang Lu gave him a blank look, and he would really take credit for Qiao Mucheng, but she didn't buy it.

"If he really wants to take care of me, he won't go to the company. Hypocrisy!"

Ah Qi complained for her husband in her heart. You know, Qiao Mucheng rarely took the initiative to care about others, but for Jiang Luyao, he even cared about Jiang Luyao, and even cooked soup for her himself. Unprecedented.

He couldn't help but slander that his wife really didn't know her blessings.

"Sir, there are many things to be busy in the company. If he doesn't go, many links may be paralyzed." Ah Qi couldn't help but defend Qiao Mucheng.

Jiang Luyao raised his eyebrows, and teased, "Ah Qi, you are really your husband's caring little padded jacket."

Ah Qi blushed, and was choked by her for a long time, unable to speak, so he stood obediently aside, not daring to provoke this eloquent lady anymore.

Seeing that he stopped talking, Jiang Luyao felt bored when he was suddenly attracted by a newspaper on the table.

Because the newspaper's headline read: At nine o'clock last night, a vicious brawl broke out in the Night Paris nightclub, resulting in many injuries. The specific cause is currently under investigation.

Jiang Luyao picked up the newspaper and took a closer look. He saw that the content of the article was almost the same as what he experienced last night, and there was nothing particularly worthy of attention.

However, the word "Interpol" was mentioned in the article, and she just remembered that she had forgotten about Qi Sizuo since she left last night. The entrusted matter was the identity of the woman who used to live in Qiao's Bieyuan.

After reading the headline article, Jiang Luyao noticed that there was another message in the lower left corner of the newspaper, which was related to the night Paris brawl.

At the same time as the brawl, a Ferrari sports car parked near Paris at night was smashed to pieces, and the car worth several million was almost scrapped. This loss was much greater than the loss of property in the nightclub.

The reason why I noticed this news was because the car owner mentioned in it was a woman surnamed Jiang.

Surname Jiang?Could it be Jiang Xinyan?
Only then did Jiang Luyao remember that before she said goodbye to Jiang Xinyan last night, she asked herself to call her after making sure she was okay, but she didn't call because it was too late.

Just take this opportunity to ask her if the smashed Ferrari is hers.

Thinking of this, Jiang Luyao found Jiang Xinyan's business card and got through to the number on it.