The Supreme Pamper: The boss has been fascinated for a long time

Yan Zhen would never miss him!

She pulled up the quilt to cover her face, Ling Yan came over and fished her out of the quilt.

He smelled of alcohol and his strength was astonishing, looking at Yan Zhen's eyes, he wished he could eat her.

"Little thing, why are you so heartless? We haven't seen each other for a few days?"

Yan Zhen really couldn't bear his shamelessness, and shouted at him loudly: "Ling Yan, can you be a human being? You are already engaged, why are you looking for me?"

"You know?" Ling Yan never wanted to hide it from her. After all, such a big news had already spread on the Internet, but seeing her angry, he was still a little complacent.

"Are you jealous? Engagement is just a show. I won't marry anyone else."

"I don't care who you marry? Can you stop looking for me?" Yan Zhen felt that she and him were not on the same frequency at all: "You are really disgusting, every time I do it with you, it hurts, you know Is it? I have a psychological shadow about that now."

Ling Yan had never been so humiliated by a woman before, his temples throbbed.

"Painful? Didn't I make you feel good? Yan Zhen, you must speak with your conscience. I have tolerated you enough."

"I beg you, don't bear it. You came to me today just after you got engaged to someone else. Do you have any bottom line? You scum!"

The words that came out of Yan Zhen's mouth made Ling Yan lose his mind, how could he poke his heart so much?

"Okay, anyway, I'm a scum, so what if I force you? Don't show me that I'd rather die than obey. If you don't want to, why don't you sleep with me for a year?"

He said he was going to kiss her, Yan Zhen struggled very fiercely this time.

Fumbling with her hand on the bedside table, she found a crystal ashtray. She didn't even look at it, and threw it directly at Ling Yan's forehead.

There was a loud "boom", Ling Yan didn't expect her to strike so hard, blood flowed out of his forehead immediately, and he was instantly sober from the blow.

Yan Zhen realized that he was bleeding all over his face, and her face turned pale: "You, why don't you hide?"

"Stinky girl, do you really hate me so much?" Ling Yan touched the wound on his head, the blood was still flowing, and touched the blood on his hand: "You hit so hard, do you want my life?"

Yan Zhen was frightened to death, her voice was trembling, "I, I'll call you an ambulance."

He bleeds a lot, he won't die, will he?Then wouldn't she be a murderer?

Yan Zhen didn't want to really hurt him by hitting him. She didn't know what she touched just now, so she just hit him.

"What ambulance is it called, you go and drive."

Half of Ling Yan's clothes were taken off, but he didn't care, his hands and face were covered with blood, Yan Zhen helped him wipe it with a towel, and Ling Yan realized that her eyes were red.

Maybe it was because I was frightened, but it couldn't be because I felt sorry for him, right?

Tsk, what a heartless little white-eyed wolf.

Yan Zhen's driving skills are not good, she stopped and drove along the way, and almost rear-ended the car in front, Ling Yan frowned and asked her to pull over.

"Call Lao Liu and ask him to come over."

Ling Yan's driver came very quickly, and rushed over in ten minutes. Seeing that Ling Yan was injured, he asked with concern: "What's wrong with President Ling?"

"Stop talking nonsense, go drive." Ling Yan and Yan Zhen sat in the back seat, Ling Yan rested on the back of the chair, Yan Zhen lowered his head, his fingers tightly digging at his palm.

It was true that she hated him in her heart, but when she really saw him bleeding and injured, she didn't know what was wrong, so she still felt a little bit unbearable?

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped in the hospital parking lot.

After getting out of the car, Ling Yan told Lao Liu to go back first, and he said to Yan Zhen, "Come and help me."

Yan Zhen knew she was wrong, and obediently walked over to hold his arm.

Taking the elevator up to the third floor, Shan Muxi was speechless when he saw the blood on Ling Yan's face.

He also attended Ling Yan's engagement banquet today. He was fine two hours ago, but now his head has been smashed with a big hole.

When helping him clean the wound, Shan Muxi couldn't help vomiting.

"Can you guys not quarrel so fiercely? Every time you see blood, how much hatred is this?"

Ling Yan's eyelids drooped, and he asked casually, "Will there be a scar?"

"That's not true, the wound is not deep." Shan Muxi looked at him with regret, question marks all over his head.

Ling Yan said slowly: "If there is a scar, I can rely on her and make her responsible for me."

Shan Muxi felt that this person had smashed his brain and was not normal at all.

Yan Zhen was sitting on the chair outside the debridement room, feeling very anxious, looking at the time from time to time.

Why haven't you come out after so long?

Shan Muxi came out first, Yan Zhen knew that he was Ling Yan's good brother, she hurt someone, Shan Muxi probably thought she was a lunatic.

Shan Muxi didn't say anything, but told her: "The wound still needs anti-inflammation, and an infusion will be needed later, you can go to the ward and wait."

Yan Zhen bit her lip, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything, just nodded.

When Ling Yan was lying on the hospital bed for infusion, Yan Zhen was sitting far away from him. Ling Yan's head had been bandaged, and a few strands of hair on his forehead had been shaved off.

"What are you doing hiding so far away?" Ling Yan called her, "Come and pour me a glass of water."

Yan Zhen awkwardly walked over to pour him a glass of water, but Ling Yan didn't pick it up, but the words "Hey me" were conveyed in his eyes.

"Your hand is not hurt..."

Yan Zhen muttered in a low voice, Ling Yan heard it, smiled, and pointed to his head: "Who caused me to become like this? Although I don't rely on my face to eat, but you hurt me, you I have to be responsible."

"Why are you such a rascal?" Yan Zhen retorted angrily, "It was you who did something to me before I hit you."

"Yan Zhen, when I asked you if you would like to follow me, you said yes... You chose this path yourself, so how can you scold me now?"

"That's different, you already have a fiancee now, you shouldn't come to me again."

Yan Zhen wanted to leave, but Ling Yan quickly grabbed her wrist. Although he was a wounded person, he was still very strong.

"You just stay here for me, and you are not allowed to leave until my injury is cured."

This person is simply a rascal, Yan Zhen has no choice but to stay.

She was already very tired, and she really didn't have the energy to argue with him, and when Ling Yan carried her to the hospital bed to sleep with him, Yan Zhen stopped struggling.

The next morning, when Song Qiyun came over, she saw the two people tightly hugging each other on the hospital bed. The picture was a bit obtrusive, but she opened the door very loudly, which immediately woke up the man on the bed.