Wrongly married sweet marriage, the president's contract wife

In the room, the warm yellow light is scattered lonely.

Set off her midnight blue dress, it looks like a bright starry sky in the dark night.

Only then did she notice that there was indeed a bloodstain on her left arm, neither deep nor shallow, the blood had dried and congealed.It must have been scratched by those punks during the fight just now.

She remembered that there was a little gangster among them, with something like sharp claws on his fingers, it must have been right at that time.

At that time, I was only focused on fighting and didn't feel any pain at all.

"It's just a small injury." She didn't care.

But suddenly, she exclaimed, "My God, my clothes are torn!"

She caught a glimpse of a tear on her arm sleeve, and the expensive fabric was cut!She hurriedly checked the rest of the clothes, and found that more than one place was scratched, which must not be repaired, and she hadn't noticed it at all before.

She spent a lot of money on this dress, and it was wasted after wearing it once!

So distressed, the meal was too expensive.

When Zuo Chenye saw that she didn't care about his wound at all, but cared about his torn clothes, he couldn't help but find it funny.

"Clothes are more important, or people?" He raised his eyebrows and asked her. She sat in his arms, only thinking about her clothes, and didn't resist. This feeling made him feel good.

The feeling of holding her is like returning to the past. He didn't lose his memory, and he didn't hurt her again.

Her demeanor at the moment, her tone of voice, what she cares about.

He became more and more sure that she was Qiao Ran, and she couldn't be wrong.

"Of course the clothes are important!" Qiao Ran replied without thinking, "It's very expensive, okay?"

It's not easy to make money until I start my own business, not to mention she has to raise An An.

Zuo Chenye lowered his head and smiled, "Come on, let me treat your wound. It's just a piece of clothing. If you need it, I can give you a lot."

"No need." Qiao Ran finally realized that she was still sitting in his arms, and quickly stood up from him.

"I'll take care of the wound myself." She stood aside and picked up a cotton swab to clean it up for herself.

However, it does hold hands.

Zuo Chenye snatched the cotton swab from her hand, "Show yourself. I'll do it."

His tone was firm, and his movements were even stronger. He firmly fixed her arm, and carefully wiped her wound with a cotton swab, "Don't move, the wound is not shallow, and if it is not treated properly, it will leave scars."

Then, he applied anti-inflammatory powder on her.

"This anti-inflammatory ointment is for you. You can use it after taking a bath. It can remove scars."

After treating the wound, Qiao Ran withdrew his arm, "Young Master Zuo really has everything you need, even the wound medicine is usually prepared."

"Be prepared." Zuo Chenye smiled lightly.

"The wound on your head has been treated. You can apply ice to it yourself so that it won't swell up. If it's okay, I'll leave first." Qiao Ran was about to turn around and leave.

He reclined on the sofa and reached out to grab her.

"I helped you fight and got hurt, and this is the only reward?" His tone was innocent, sounding aggrieved.

"Then what else do you want? Give you money?" She knew that the most important thing he lacked was money, and it was even more impossible for her to ask for her money. By saying this, she was expressing her dissatisfaction.

"Hehe. At least, pour me a glass of water, peel an apple or something. Isn't that too much to ask for?"

He looked at her leisurely, his eyes were bright and innocent.

Qiao Ran took a breath, that's all, he helped her after all.It is not too much to ask for this.

She walked to the dining table, turned on the special small molecule negative ion water dispenser in his room, boiled a cup of boiling water, and brought it to the sofa and put it on the tea table.

"The water is hot, I'll drink it later. Where is the apple? Didn't you have enough to eat at night? Do you still want to eat apples?" She frowned, looking unhappy.

"I only drank some champagne at night, and didn't eat anything. The apples are in the refrigerator." He simply put his legs on the sofa, reclined leisurely, and pointed his slender fingers at the refrigerator.

Qiao Ran walked towards the refrigerator angrily.

After opening the refrigerator, I found that there are a lot of food and fruits in it, which can be described as everything.

This man, no matter where he went, lived a luxurious and flamboyant life.

She took out an apple, and took a fruit knife from the western food preparation table.

Before walking back to the sofa, she simply sat on the coffee table and started peeling apples.

The sharp tip of the knife sliced ​​through the red apple skin, revealing the crystal clear flesh inside.

"The person who attacked you tonight should have been arranged by Chief Dabao." Zuo Chenye said while watching her from the side.

"Hmm. It's very possible. I saw Da Bao go to the corner to make a phone call. It should be arranged by him temporarily." Qiao Ran replied.

"Call some gangsters in the society, and they don't behave well. If you need it, I'll take care of it for you." He asked.

Qiao Ran just finished peeling the apple, so she cut the apple into slices and discarded the core.

Then, she pierced a piece of apple with the tip of a sharp knife and handed it to him.

"I don't bother you to worry about my business."

Her tone was cold and more alienated.

These two days, she got too close to him.When she was peeling apples just now, she thought about it calmly. Although the cooperation on the project was inevitable, frequent contact with him was not her original intention.

She should stay away from him.

Zuo Chenye looked at the apple she handed over, although the sharp tip of the knife pierced the apple, it was aimed at his heart.

Her sudden cold tone made him feel hatred.

He felt a pain in his heart, and his breathing was stagnant.

Suddenly, he stretched out his hand to hold the silver blade of the fruit knife, the cold touch made his heart tremble.

Qiao Ran didn't know why he suddenly made such an exaggerated move, and didn't dare to move for a while.He was afraid that if his hand slipped, the sharp blade would cut his palm open, and blood would overflow.

"You..." she questioned.

His fingers trembled slightly, and his sexy thin lips trembled slightly.

"Miss Qiao seems to have a lot of dissatisfaction with me?" He looked into her eyes and told her word by word, "Actually, if you have resentment in your heart and a knife in your hand, I will stand right in front of you." Why don't you stab me happily to relieve your grudge. Okay?"

When he asked her in front of him, he was actually asking about Qiao Ran in his heart.

Annoyed him, hated him, blamed him, angered him, even if she killed him at this moment, he would have no regrets.

Qiao Ran was shocked by his serious expression, and his heart trembled slightly. He still doubted her identity, and his words were obviously meant for "Qiao Ran".

She carefully released her hand from the handle of the knife.

There was a sneer on his lips, "I don't know what Zuo Shao is referring to? I have no dissatisfaction with Zuo Shao."

"And, only if you don't hate, you really don't care."

She meant it clearly, stood up coldly, and in his astonishment and loss, turned and left the room.