Seeking love through marriage: Mr. is too arrogant

Jiang Manxue heard a shrill scream through the bathroom door.

Her heart trembled suddenly.Then, frantically trying to open the door.

Before, she had vaguely heard Fu Qingye's voice, but now she was afraid that Fu Qingye would suffer, so she wanted to go out to see it in a hurry.But the more anxious I was, the more I couldn't unscrew the door lock.

Then, after the scream outside, she heard a silence.Then there was another rustling sound.

When Jiang Manxue hurriedly opened the bathroom door, she saw only Fu Qingye in the empty room.He was fastening the cuff buttons on his sleeve with one hand.

When he saw Jiang Manxue poking his head out and looking at him blankly, the brutality on his face that had not yet receded in an instant dissipated completely, but his face was not that pretty.

He waved at Jiang Manxue, and said in a rough voice, "Come here!"

Jiang Manxue walked slowly towards where he was standing.When I lowered my head, I found a few drops of blood that hadn't dried up on the carpet, and I couldn't help being shocked.

"You...are you injured?" Jiang Manxue looked at Fu Qingye nervously, as if wanting to check if there was any wound on his body, flustered and uneasy.

Although Fu Qingye's face was still ugly, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up when he heard her say that.

"Are you worried about me?" He stared at Jiang Manxue, his eyebrows raised slightly.

"..." Jiang Manxue was blocked by his question and couldn't say anything.

this person!It has always been like this!
She couldn't help feeling a little suffocated.But the other party always saved her in danger, and she couldn't really get angry.In the end, he could only silently turn himself into a puffer fish.

Thinking of this, her mouth couldn't help puffing up.

Then, Fu Qingye poked her cheek.

"Stop drumming. If you drum again, it will explode, little puffer fish." Fu Qingye teased her in a low voice.

Jiang Manxue glared at him and became even angrier.

But when her gaze caught sight of a scratch on the back of Fu Qingye's hand, she couldn't get angry anymore.

"You're really hurt!" Jiang Manxue pointed to the long marks on the back of his hand from left to right, and frowned.

"Tsk." Fu Qingye glanced at the scar on his hand, and clicked his tongue impatiently.It must have been accidentally scratched when he was beating someone just now, how unlucky it is.

I thought so in my heart, but didn't show it on my face.

"Small injury." He didn't care much.

But Jiang Manxue didn't think so. "It's better to deal with it as soon as possible. If it is scratched on something, it will be troublesome if the wound becomes inflamed."

Then, Fu Qingye's eyes flickered slightly.

He nodded: "You're right. Let's go then."

Jiang Manxue didn't react for a while.

"where to?"

"Of course it's going to my lounge." Fu Qingye said it as a matter of course. "The injury I suffered for you, you are not going to let me deal with the wound myself, are you?"

As he said so, his eyes never left Jiang Manxue.

This look of scrutiny and anticipation gave Jiang Manxue no reason to refuse.After all, everything he said made sense.

In the end, Jiang Manxue could only follow Fu Qingye to his lounge.

The moment she opened the door, Jiang Manxue thought she had gone the wrong way.She couldn't help but froze, and looked around at this lounge, which can be called luxurious and magnificent, she was very dumbfounded.

This is no longer a lounge, it can be called a presidential suite.

"What are you still doing there?" Fu Qingye had stood at the door without moving since entering the door with Jiang Manxue. "Come and help me sit on the sofa?"

Jiang Manxue looked at him suspiciously, not understanding what he was talking about.

But Fu Qingye asked confidently: "I'm injured, shouldn't you help me over there?"

"..." Jiang Manxue gritted her teeth. "Mr. Fu, it seems that you hurt your hand, not your leg?"

Then, Fu Qingye raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"I'm bleeding, dizzy, and can't see the way. What if I fall down when I walk over by myself?" He squinted his eyes, and sighed coldly with a questioning tone: "Don't you just treat your lifesaver like this? ? Tsk tsk, the world is really declining, and people's hearts are not old. It really is a time of good intentions that are not rewarded..."

Before Fu Qingye could finish speaking, Jiang Manxue could only reach out her hand to stop his chattering mouth, and held Fu Qingye's arms with both hands.

Her face was slightly cold, but the tips of her ears couldn't hide the redness.

"I've supported you, why don't you go?"

Fu Qingye took advantage of the situation and leaned against Jiang Manxue's side, put his arms on her shoulders, half-embracing Lian Ren together, leaning on Jiang Manxue for most of his body weight to move forward.I don't know what it means to accept it when you see it, and I don't know what it means to be restrained.

Jiang Manxue was furious, but there was nothing she could do about him.

Who let this man named Fu Qingye firmly hold her weakness.He knew very clearly, clearly, that Jiang Manxue would never be able to treat people who had helped her and had been kind to her.

Just like how she treated Lu Sichen, her tolerance and humiliation are inseparable from Lu Sichen's shelter and rescue.In her opinion, Fu Qingye was the benefactor who saved her more than once, and so was Lu Sichen.

Gu Yitong scolded her for being soft-tempered more than once.But what to do?She was born this way, this is her heart, her nature.She would never be able to harden her heart against those who had been sincere to her.Even though those sincerity is already in the past, she is still grateful.Perhaps this is her insanity, but also her calamity.

Jiang Manxue helped Fu Qingye to the sofa.When he was asked to sit down, Fu Qingye's arm hooked him, and he almost fell weightlessly and fell on top of him.Fortunately, she blocked it with her hand before propping herself up on the armrest of the sofa.

But when he looked up, he found Fu Qingye's face was very close.

The distance between the two of them was so close that she could feel Fu Qingye's breath blowing on her cheeks.

Then, Jiang Manxue heard Fu Qingye laugh in a low voice.

She woke up in an instant, hurriedly stood up straight, her face was already pink.

Fu Qingye sat down and stared at her playfully.

Jiang Manxue cleared her throat, her eyes wandered in a panic, not daring to look at Fu Qingye.

"Do you...do you have a medicine cabinet here? Your hands need to be disinfected."

Fu Qingye tilted his head and looked at her for a while, then pointed to the table next to him.

"Probably in a drawer. I don't know, this is just a temporary lounge for the organizer."

When he said that, Jiang Manxue had no choice but to resign herself to her fate and walk over to look in the drawer.

When she walked over with the medicine box in her arms, she suddenly realized.

"The organizer? You... are the organizer?"