Wife-wrapping Addiction: Mrs. Yan's family is not allowed to escape

Before the brain seemed to have time to react, Yan Qiutong let his body quickly pass Jiang Xuan, opened the door, and went downstairs to the tea room.

The tea room was surrounded, many people were asking questions, but no one stepped forward to check on Lian Cheng's injuries.

Lian Cheng didn't have any hope at all, and didn't think there was anything cold-hearted when he saw this scene, he just wanted to laugh, thinking that life is really just a drama, everyone is a dramatist in each other's life, and there are some tricks and tricks.

Biting his lip, suppressing the moan that was about to overflow from him, and letting the smell of broken blood on the tip of his tongue remind him to wake up, Lian Cheng's brain was running fast, thinking about how he could let a certain man upstairs know.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way for me." Seeing the people surrounding the door of the tea room, Jiang Xuan could not help but twitch, but he felt the coldness from the sullen man behind him. agree.

Seeing the voice of the boss who was supposed to be sitting upstairs for a video conference, the people in the president's office who were present were stunned, and they subconsciously moved out of the way to avoid the hostile Yan Qiutong.

What caught her ears was the voice of the man she was talking about just now. Lian Cheng felt a little unbelievable. He looked up in surprise. It was indeed a man. Not long ago, he told her that she was a girl who could be pampered and wanton. flushed.

Everyone moved out of the way, and Yan Qiutong naturally saw her little girl.

"Why are you so embarrassed?" Yan Qiutong sighed, more like talking to himself, and the voice was even softer.

Jiang Xuan naturally knew that the relationship between Lian Cheng and Yan Qiutong should not be exposed, so she immediately grabbed her boss's clothes.

Lian Cheng bit the corner of his lips, forcing himself not to show his attachment to Yan Qiutong in front of everyone, and lowered his eyes.

In less than a minute, Jiang Xuan kicked out the entire president's office, leaving Jiang Shan alone.

"Yan Qiutong..." Sensing the clean space, Lian Cheng raised his eyes, the circles around his eyes were red, he bit his lips, his tone was filled with unbearable pain and grievance, "I hurt..."

"Why did you make yourself so embarrassed in just a short while?" Yan Qiutong looked at the pale girl sitting on the ground, raised her head in embarrassment and said to him that it hurts, and opened her mouth in a hoarse voice.

Lian Cheng pouted: "I don't want to..."

"Alas..." Yan Qiutong approached Lian Cheng step by step, knelt down, looked at Lian Cheng's lower body, frowned, and said coldly, "The most important thing is the burn, you need to separate the clothes from your skin."

"No... no... it will hurt..." Lian Cheng just listened to the man's words, and subconsciously shrank a little.

Yan Qiutong also felt pain in his heart, twitching and twitching. He once thought that only when Luo Shuge and the others were injured would he feel this kind of empathy. How could he have thought that one day he would be hurt because of a woman? The word "pain" cannot suppress the hostility in the heart.

How could the girl who was soft-spoken and coquettish in his arms not long ago now be sitting slumped on the ground, frowning, with tears in her eyes, unable to hide the pain between her brows?

If it was possible, Yan Qiutong would naturally not want the girl to feel so scared. However, when he came, the best time for rescue was already delayed.

The hardest thing in trauma is burns. Yan Qiutong still remembers the hot tea that Lian Guoqiang casually threw on Lian Cheng because of Lian Ying's coma, but after all, a dark shadow fell on him. At that time, he repeatedly told I will not let the little girl's shadow fall any more, but now it seems that it is impossible.

Yan Qiutong's eyes were full of remorse, why did he let her wander around when he knew that there were so many people in the company who were dissatisfied with Lian Cheng?

How could he let Lian Cheng suffer such a big grievance under his nose?

"Yan Qiutong..." Lian Cheng was sensitively aware of the bad emotions constantly rolling around the man squatting beside him. The man was unhappy, hostile, angry, and even regretful.

However, Lian Cheng resisted the pain on his body, raised his hand and grabbed the man's slender hand, he was clenching his fist tightly, and the thenars were as white as the hand in self-torture because of the strength of the clenching, and he spoke softly , "Obviously it has nothing to do with you...why...why do you...regret it?"

Lian Cheng has a very clear understanding of what happened to him. It can be said that such a thing, even if it is not because of bringing tea to the man, even if she does not come to the tea room, even if the pain she is suffering now has too much accidental factors, but , as long as the president's office or other people have deep grudges against her, similar things will happen eventually.

Then what does it have to do with the man in front of her who is full of love for her?

"Does it hurt?" Yan Qiutong sensed the little girl's comforting words to him, and the hostility around him didn't seem to be much less, the haze between his brows was still heavy, his tone was heavy, and he sneered, "Is there still time to take care of me? "

Lian Cheng froze and lowered his eyes.

The other two people present trembled in shock. It was over, and even Lian Cheng was reprimanded for speaking. This shows how serious the blackening of this man is at the moment.

Yan Qiutong reacted almost the moment the little girl lowered her eyes, she attacked the wrong person, her face was ugly, but she still held her temper, suppressed her temper, and followed the path of stubbornness even though she lowered her eyes and didn't look at him With the strength of the little hand holding his hand, he spread his own hand, covered with white marks of nails, and said:
"Sorry, Lian Cheng..."

"...No...accept..." Lian Chengpao's words were a little bit broken, his mouth was pouted, and he was wronged in the man's sneering tone after all, "They... bullied me like that...you still...you Still treating me like this..."

Yan Qiutong's complexion changed instantly, and his tone was a bit annoyed, and he said, "No, Lian Cheng, I'm different from them..."

The little girl is still wronged.Yan Qiutong didn't speak anymore, he would have too much time to coax his girl in the future, but now, the most urgent thing is to give first aid to Lian Cheng's wound.

Jiang Shan did not know where to bring the emergency first aid kit. When Yan Qiutong looked over, she respectfully handed over the scissors, gauze, and a series of things in her hand.

"Jiang Xuan," Yan Qiutong glanced carefully at Lian Cheng's burnt area, his face turned cold, and he said, "Go out and go to my lounge to get a coat."

Jiang Xuan responded and went out.

When he was the only man present, Yan Qiutong started to cut the scissors. After all, the place where the little girl was injured was too vague. by the wind.

"Be patient..." Yan Qiutong glanced at the panicked man who had closed his eyes and bit his lip before he started to move, with a loving tone.

But Yan Qiutong was not the kind of person who hesitated, so he made a point, and cut the scissors neatly.