Global love young lady

Su Qingye tossed and turned all night, and barely fell asleep until five or six in the morning.

When she first fell into a light sleep, she vaguely heard someone walking into her room softly, and smelled the faint scent of ambergris at the tip of her nose.

After that, fell into a deep sleep.

The alarm clock rang at seven o'clock. She sat up from the bed and was dazed for a while. When she reached for her mobile phone, she found a bottle of dark green frosted jar.

Hold it in your hand and take a closer look. The effect is indicated in English on the bottle, which is used for removing blood stasis and reducing swelling.

This is... who sent it?
Uncle Zhao?No, it's impossible for Uncle Zhao to enter casually while she was asleep, at most he would leave it at the door.

Then, it is only Jin Cheng.

Recalling the slight sound of footsteps and the faint scent of ambergris when Jiang Meng was in the early morning, it turned out that he really came in.

However, he was the one who was rude to her, and he was the one who secretly gave her plaster?

She is getting more and more incomprehensible of what is going on in Jin Cheng's mind?

Perhaps, it was because he realized that he had acted too hard, and felt guilty?
There is a possibility, because it is not the first time that Jin Cheng has treated her like this, he often slaps her and then gives a sweet date, but he just refuses to bow his head, he is arrogant to the bone.

Thinking of this, she was convinced by her rough guess.

Although she has accepted the fact that he doesn't love her, she will never make things difficult for herself.

It's just that everything is back to the original point. As Mrs. Jin Shao, she will accept his "gift" as a matter of course, because it is also part of the contract.

She will use this jar of ointment.

When the lid was opened, a strong medicinal fragrance rushed into the tip of her nose. She couldn't tell what it was like, and she had never even seen this kind of ointment before.

She went to the vanity mirror and checked her injuries.

There were some bruises on the knees, and then on the neck. There were a few fingerprints left on the place where he pinched yesterday. After a night of recovery, it has faded a lot, and there are faint bruises.

He didn't make much effort yesterday, but more to intimidate her and make her succumb by venting his anger.

So, she doesn't feel any pain now.

I dipped some ointment with my fingers and applied it to the bruised area. The moment it touched the skin, it was icy cold, and the effect was remarkable.

……

After applying the medicine, she opened the door and went to the bathroom on the second floor to wash up.

Subconsciously glanced at the next room, the door was open, Jin Cheng was gone, and Uncle Zhao was inside to help him clean.

"Morning, Uncle Zhao." She greeted.

Uncle Zhao straightened up and looked towards the door, "Morning Young Madam, your breakfast is ready, it's downstairs."

"Okay, I'll go down and eat later."

She looked back, and then walked into the bathroom at the end of the corridor calmly.

After cleaning, Uncle Zhao also left the room. Through the bathroom door, he asked outside, "Young Madam's clothes are still in the master bedroom, right? You can just go in and change later."

Su Qingye spit out the foam in her mouth, and asked suspiciously, "Didn't he ask you to pack my things?"

According to Jin Cheng's personality, he probably didn't even want to take another look at her things.

Uncle Zhao shook his head, "No, but the young master has ordered you not to move things away."

"..."

This result is completely opposite to what Su Qingye guessed.

Jin Cheng's thoughts were indeed beyond the grasp of ordinary people, but she was not so angry that she broke up with elementary school students and drew a clear line.

It's not necessary, and it can't be done.

If Jin Cheng hadn't slammed the door too loudly last night, she might even have the cheek to sleep in the master bedroom.

"I see." She responded and continued to wash.

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Su Qingye drove out after breakfast.

Nanqiao is a well-known wealthy area, and the cars passing by on the road are basically starting at a million dollars. However, Su Qingye felt that something was wrong.

Because she saw in the rearview mirror that there was a Wuling brown van following her all the time, which was out of place with the surrounding luxury cars.

She frowned, a gleam flashed in her eyes, and then turned a left turn signal before the intersection.

Sure enough, the van followed suit with a left turn signal.

The corner of Su Qingye's mouth curled into a mocking smile, and when she was about to enter the solid line area, she quickly turned right and entered the straight lane next to her.

The van behind was obviously caught off guard and turned off the turn signal in an emergency, but had no choice but to enter the left-turn lane.

The red light is on.

Su Qingye's red Cayenne and the Wuling van were waiting side by side on the brake line.

She pulled down the window and looked across.

A man in black was sitting in the van, and he just happened to look at her, his eyes collided with sparks, and the scene was awkward for a while.

Su Qingye and him looked at each other, and suddenly, he sneered, "The car-following skills are pretty good, but the ability to adapt to changes is a bit weak."

After the words fell, the street lights came on, she stepped on the brakes, and left the string.

But the Wuling van missed a green light and could only wait anxiously in place.

It's over, not only was discovered, but also lost.

After getting rid of the follower, Su Qingye's expression did not ease, but became a little more serious.

You don't need to guess who sent the person who followed her.

After hesitating for a moment, she still made a call.

beep - beep -

It rang for more than half a minute before it was connected.

"What's the matter?" Jin Cheng's indifferent and gloomy voice came from the car, without the slightest warmth.

Su Qingye was a little helpless, cleared her throat and said, "Mr. Jin, didn't I tell you not to send people to follow me?"

"You said it, but did I promise you?" He asked back.

Su Qingye's heart froze slightly, remembering that when he left angrily yesterday, it seemed that he had never promised not to follow her anymore.

However, she really didn't like the feeling of being watched.

"I thought after a night of calm, you would change your mind, at least..."

Thinking of the jar of ointment that appeared on the bedside table, she couldn't help but soften her voice, as if pleading, "At least I should respect my human rights."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment, just when Su Qingye thought he would let go, he sneered, "Do you think I'm joking with you?"

Su Qingye's hand on the steering wheel paused, and she almost turned into the wrong lane.

She didn't think he was joking, and she even heard the hurtful words he said very truthfully.

It's just that she thought he would save some face for each other, after all, it's not good to see each other when you look up, too stiff.

Even the jar of ointment this morning, isn't it evidence of his "goodwill"?
"But you put the ointment on my bedside, right? If you haven't changed your mind, why should you care about my injuries?"

She is really puzzled.

"I gave you the ointment because I can't let you go out with your injuries, it's shameful." His words poked Su Qingye's heart again.