You sell swords, I go crazy, join hands to rectify the entertainment industry

As a qualified butler (strike out) secretary, Zhao Jin's work attitude is undoubtedly positive.

Because of Madam's "Old West Spell" just now, he didn't control the steering wheel properly for a while, and something went wrong.

After being yelled so sullenly by the young master, he immediately cheered up 12 points.

Using his superb driving skills, he drove the [Beijing a·886sb] fast and steadily, and soon arrived at the downstairs of the community where Jiang Qiyu lived.

"Miss Jiang, we're here."

Holding the valuable red wine in her arms, Jiang Qiyu nodded to Zhao Jin, then turned to look at Qi Yue beside her:

"Qi—"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted by the man raising his hand with a serious face, and a stern warning was attached:

"If you have something to say, talk about it. You are building 2 here, so don't make those 4 noises."

After listening to what she said just now, she turned eight hundred turns of a word like "Brother Qi Yu" with a piercing throat.

Qi Yu swore that he would never hear those four words again in his life.

As long as you don't talk about it, let him do whatever you want.

"..."

Seeing his defensive appearance, Jiang Qi rolled her eyes angrily, then quickly opened the door and got out of the car.

No taste, this man is too tasteless.

What can't be done by a man who can't even accept a top-notch beauty acting like a baby?

It's chilling!Outrageous!

With a "bang" slamming the car door, Jiang Qiyu walked around the body, waved her fist at the privacy glass in the back seat, and then turned around to go upstairs.

"Jiang Qiyu."

But before she could step out, she turned around again when she heard the voice behind her, and when she turned her head, she saw Qi Yu also get out of the car.

The tall man walked up to her in two steps and stood still, his eyes slightly lowered and he said slowly:

"What did you just... want to say?"

His stern side face became softer under the cover of dim street lights, and his hoarse voice seemed to be electrified. After listening carefully, there was even a hint of cautious temptation and expectation in his tone.

"..."

But Jiang Qiyu didn't like his tricks, and thanked Bumin for attacking the other's shield with his spear:

"I'm building 2 here, don't make such a fuss."

"..."

Guessing that she held grudges, Qi Yue bent his eyebrows and eyes clearly, and slowly bent down to get closer to her:

"Angry?"

"No." She wrinkled the tip of her delicate nose and dodged back.

"Then why are you so stern?"

He hooked his lips, and his eyes fell on her slightly pursed lips.

Facing his bright teasing and teasing, Jiang Qi squinted her eyes and poked her neck in danger to answer:

"I don't laugh because I don't like to laugh by nature."

After finishing speaking, before Qi Yu could speak again, he moved closer to him instead of retreating.

Until the two were close enough to feel each other's warm breath, she smiled triumphantly and threatened:

"Master Qi, you don't want to go on a day trip to ICU either, do you?"

"Oh?"

Is there such a good thing?

Qi Yu almost thought he heard it wrong, and the smile on his lips became even bigger:

"What if I say... I think?"

"..."

Jiang Qiyu froze for a moment, her beautiful eyes seemed to be covered with a mist as thin as cicada's wings.

The red lips that still smelled of alcohol were slightly parted, as if to seduce:

"Then close your eyes."

Qi Yu's smile continued, but he just gave her a meaningful look.

Then he closed his eyes obediently, and the thick eyelashes cast a small shadow under his eyes.

"..."

With his eyes closed, he felt the breeze blowing in front of him, and heard the small footsteps that were tiptoeing.

In the end, it was her cheerful and joyful voice:

"In your dreams!"

"..."

Slowly opened his eyes, except for the dim light and shadow cast by the street lamp nearby.

Nothing else.

......

In the car, Zhao Steward Jin, who was smiling like an aunt, almost crushed the leather steering wheel in his hand.

Looking at the young master who was posing under the street lamp and staring up at a 45-degree angle, a tear of excitement slowly fell from the corner of his eyes:

"Master finally learned how to coax people..."

-

Qi Yu stood downstairs for a while, and looked away when the lights on her floor came on.

Turning his head, he suddenly met a pair of tear-filled eyes.

"..."

Looking at Zhao Jin's joyful expression of "I have a young girl in my family", Qi Yu flew over with a sharp eye.

"!"

Zhao Steward Jin stopped the show in an instant, returning to a professional smile on his face, but his hands were desperately pressing the lift button of the car window.

Turning around and getting into the car, Qi Yu didn't bother to care about this little hobby passed down from his ancestors.

After meditating for a while with his eyes downcast, he said to the man in the front row who secretly wiped away the crystal tears from the corners of his eyes:

"Check Meng Wanyu."

"Miss Meng?"

Although Zhao Jin was puzzled, she immediately took out her mobile phone.

5 minute later.

"Found it! Ms. Meng committed suicide by jumping off a building abroad and was rescued. She was transferred back to a domestic hospital three days ago and is now in City A."

"..."

Will Meng Wanyu commit suicide?

Qi Yu's eyes dimmed slightly, and after a long silence, he still spoke lightly:

"Go and see."

-

The largest public hospital in City A, with luxurious VIP wards on the top floor.

"..."

Qi Yu's eyes were slightly cold, and he glanced at Zhao Jin next to him without any trace.

"..."

On the other hand, Zhao Jin replied with a stiff and apologetic smile.

Who the hell is spreading fake news? !

Looking at Meng Wanyu who was sitting on the side of the hospital bed with a pleasant expression on her face and full of vigor, Qi Yu had already predicted that he raised his hand to stop the sentence "Brother Qi Yu" that she hadn't said yet.

Scanning the high-end ward with his eyes, he said in a deep voice:

"I heard you committed suicide."

"Oh, those are not important, Qi Yu—brother Yu, you sit first."

Meng Wanyu changed her address very obediently, and said with a full face of emotion:

"I knew you wouldn't be willing to leave me alone..."

"..."

Qi Yu frowned, and looked at her carefully:

"Just to go home?"

That boy He Hao had a mournful face as if his wife had died. He thought Meng Wanyu was gone.

Although she was annoying, the Qi family and the Meng family were two generations of friends. If something happened to Meng Wanyu, he would naturally come and see her.

But from the looks of it now, the suicide by jumping off the building was just a trick to force Mr. Meng to agree to her return to China.

"...Not all of them."

Meng Wanyu recognized it in disguise, then shook her left leg and said coquettishly:

"I really jumped out of the window! Brother Yu, look at my ankle..."

Qi Yu frowned again and glanced at Zhao Jin, who was shrinking his head like a turtle, and left a sentence of "you have a good rest" before turning around and leaving.

"q...Brother Yu!"

Seeing that he was about to leave, Meng Wanyu no longer had a headache or sprained her feet, so she jumped off the bed and wanted to drag him.

However, the nimble Qi Yu dodged sideways without even touching a piece of his sleeve.

"Brother Yu..."

Meng Wanyu looked at the man who was very repulsive to her, and couldn't help showing a look of grievance on her face:

"Did you avoid me like this because Jiang Qi met that woman?"

"No."

Qi Yu didn't hesitate, and shook his head calmly.

"Then why?!"

Meng Wanyu didn't understand that since she and Qi Yu were childhood sweethearts and matched in family background, since he didn't have to abide by that illusory marriage contract, why couldn't he see her?

"In your heart, how can I be inferior to her?!"

"..."

Looking at the girl in front of her who lost control of her emotions and had red eye circles, Qi Yue frowned in confusion:

"Why do you think so?"

"I......"

"in my heart?"

The man's eyes were calm, and his tone was light:

"No, you're not here."