He Ye Domineering: Reborn Rich and Sweet Wife

He Chengze's gaze instantly became gloomy.

"How did you do it?" He gently stroked the position of the five finger prints.

"It hurts, do you know that!" Mu Qianlan slapped He Chengze's hand away with her right hand.

After the beating, Mu Qianlan went to get the wine glass again.

"Stop drinking!" He Chengze clasped his right hand.

"Who are you? Don't let me drink!"

If you can't move your right hand, use your left hand.

Before He Chengze had time to investigate the five fingerprints on the face, he was caught by the scars on the back of his left hand and couldn't take his eyes off.

Staring at the blood-oozing scratches, He Chengze only felt his heart constrict, as if being pinched by someone, with a dull pain.

"I'm He Chengze." He Chengze's voice was low, "Stop drinking, you're drunk."

"Go away! Why don't you let me drink, I don't need you to pay for it!"

Mu Qianlan pushed He Chengze away and roared, "I hate you! Do you know that! I hate you so much!"

He Chengze's eyes fell on the bartender opposite. The bartender was silent for a few seconds, then turned around silently, and entered the booth.

"You're drunk, I'll take you home first." He Chengze walked over again, this time with a low voice, as if coaxing someone.

"I'm not drunk! I still want to drink! Whoever stops me is a dog!"

"..." He Chengze said with a sullen face, "Mu Qianlan!"

Probably because of being frightened, Mu Qianlan finally stopped rejecting people and obediently walked out with He Chengze's support.

The bartender just came out from the inside, looked at the small stack of banknotes on the table, and silently put them away.

Mu Qianlan was placed on the passenger seat, and He Chengze leaned over to fasten the seat belt for him, then closed the door of the passenger seat and went around to the driver's seat.

Mu Qianlan's head tilted to the side of the car window, she didn't move for a long time, as if she had fallen asleep.

"He Chengze, I hate you so much!" A low voice suddenly sounded from the quiet carriage, with a little grievance.

"Why? I just entered your room by accident. It's fine if the first kiss is gone, and you have seen me all over."

He Chengze's thoughts could not help being brought back to that day...

Before I could recall it, the voice of aggrieved and aggrieved sounded again.

"Obviously there are fiancees, why do you want to provoke me? Do you know how incomprehensible I was when Ren Ruman ran in, yelled at me, scolded me, called me a vixen, and beat me!"

"I obviously didn't do anything."

"I didn't hook you up, and I didn't climb into your bed, so why call me a bitch and a vixen?"

"Why do you want to cut my salary for three months? It's not me who caused the trouble. I'm also an innocent victim! You are rich and powerful, and you dare not touch you, so you just use me for surgery. Why, what did I do wrong? Yes! It's just that I met someone I shouldn't have met, so it's not my fault!"

"Why did I meet you? I really, really hate you, He Chengze."

"I really hate you..."

Mu Qianlan was talking.The voice gradually decreased, and finally disappeared completely.

He Chengze looked over, he was already asleep, but the tears on his face were still wet, he should have really felt wronged, but he could only vent it when he was drunk.

A distressed feeling swept over He Chengze in an instant.

The phone turned on, and He Chengze quickly hung up the phone before it rang.

The call was from Song Yuan, and after hanging up here, he didn't call again.

He Chengze directly took him back to his nearby apartment.

Mu Qianlan had already fallen asleep, and she was much quieter and softer than when she was awake, but the swollen five finger prints ruined the beauty.

He picked him up horizontally, went straight back to the apartment, put him on his bed, and then turned around to get the medicine box.

With her hand injured like this, she even went to drink, this woman is not afraid of leaving scars!
He Chengze thought in his heart, but his movements were extremely gentle.

After treating the wound on the back of the hand, he opened the refrigerator door again, took out an ice cube, wrapped it in a cloth, sat on the edge of the bed, and applied it gently.

The swelling finally subsided a little, so He Chengze covered him with a quilt and left the room.

He Chengze didn't see it. After he closed the door, Mu Qianlan, who was supposed to be asleep, slowly opened her eyes, her eyes were clear, and there was no sign of being drunk or falling asleep?
His gaze shifted to his own hand, which was wrapped into a rice dumpling.

That's right, you can't expect that the young master who is treating the wound for the first time can look so good.

The corners of the lips are slightly hooked, He Chengze, can I understand that I have such a place in your heart, otherwise, what should I do if I am so nervous?
With the uninjured hand, he slowly touched his lower back. The bump in the morning still hurts faintly.

No matter, let's go to bed first, I'm really tired after tossing around like this.

In the living room outside the room, He Chengze only called Song Yuan back at this time.

"Master He, I went to find out. It should be that Ms. Ren saw you sending Ms. Mu to work, so she went up and made a fuss. Someone recorded the scene, and the scolding was quite ugly..."

He Chengze's eyes fell on the closed door, so it was true that Mu Qianlan uttered the truth after drinking just now.

"I heard that Miss Mu is still injured, Master He is with Miss Mu now?"

He Chengze responded lightly.

"Do you need to call Dr. Wen?" Song Yuan asked.

"No need." He Chengze's voice was flat.

"Master He, Miss Ren is looking for you."

"Then don't let her find it." His voice was bitingly cold, "Send me a copy of the recording."

"Order and deliver to Huating at 11:30."

Song Yuan was startled, Huating, that is a place that even Mr. He and Mrs. He have never been to, it is definitely Mr. He's private domain.

Shocked, the assistant's quality is still there, "Okay, Master He."

He Chengze didn't bother Mu Qianlan to rest, and was processing the mail in the living room.

The recording was sent quickly, and He Chengze clicked on it. The more he listened, the colder his face became, especially when he heard the words "vixen" and "slut".

When Mu Qianlan said it, He Chengze was dubious. Although he uttered the truth after drinking, he also said something that he usually wanted to say but was afraid to say.

However, I heard Ren Ruman scolding such words with my own ears, and the nonsense words in the recording...

He Chengze felt that he needed to understand Ren Ruman.

He thought he knew it well.

In the room, when Mu Qianlan opened her eyes again, it was already past one o'clock.

The wounds on the hands and face are not so painful anymore, but the wounds on the lower back are still aching because they haven't been treated.

Mu Qianlan propped herself up to sit up, frowning the whole time. After sitting upright, she couldn't help but turned around to look at her lower back, but she couldn't see what was going on.

The bedroom door was suddenly opened, and Mu Qianlan didn't have time to put down her clothes...

"Still hurt?" He Chengze's face darkened instantly.

Mu Qianlan put down the hem of her clothes and unconsciously pulled up the quilt, "Why are you here?"

"My house, why do you think I am here?" He Chengze strode over, "Where is the injury, let me see?"

The voices are much softer.

Mu Qianlan grabbed the quilt uncomfortably, not letting He Chengze tear it away, "No, I'll go back and deal with it myself, thank you Mr. He for bringing me back."

He Chengze's gaze faded, "Can't you remember what I said?"

Mu Qianlan paused, and looked up at He Chengze after a while, her voice was slightly hoarse, as if she was suppressing something.

"Mr. He, although I don't know how you found me and why you brought me back, thank you anyway. I slept well this time."

"However, I still hope that Mr. He will stop helping me. I will not be blessed."

After finishing speaking, Mu Qianlan lowered her eyelashes, lifted the quilt and prepared to get out of bed.