After running with the ball, he criticized the villain and his hair grew old overnight.

The next day, Qing Huan covered her head that looked like it was going to explode, looked at the crystal lamp above her head, and fell into deep thought.

Chen Shaosheng must have sent her back. She seemed to have seen Leng Yi yesterday. She patted her head, but she couldn't remember anything.

After washing up, she went downstairs. Various breakfasts were placed on the dining table. Sun Lu greeted her, "Come and have breakfast."

Qing Huan sat down, picked up the milk and took a sip, only to hear Sun Lu on the opposite side say, "Drink less, your driver won't take it, thanks to Shaosheng."

"I know, grandma."

"Do you have time today? Grandma wants to take you to a jewelry store. I've thought about buying a few sets of jewelry for your mother."

Her thoughts were pulled back, and she felt a little helpless, "There are no classes today, grandma."

My mother found it troublesome to give them to me before. She never wore the jewelry once, but it was just that my grandmother missed my mother again.

After the two of them got dressed and were about to go out, the maid handed her a handkerchief and said, "Miss, I've washed your handkerchief."

Qing Huan was stunned. She took the handkerchief and looked at it. Chen Shaosheng never wore a handkerchief. She was stunned. Did she really meet Leng Yi after being drunk last night?

Looking at his current attitude, Qing Huan imagined a scene in her mind. She was drunk and drooling, and Leng Yi threw a handkerchief to her like an idiot, with disgust in his eyes.

She shook her head and arrived at the place. The two of them sat in the rest area. Grandma chose jewelry surrounded by all the staff, "Huanhuan, what do you think of this? Your mother likes blue the most. She has this diamond necklace." Must like it.”

"It looks good." Qing Huan said lazily. She didn't like wearing complicated jewelry and didn't know much about it.

Sun Lu's perfunctory attitude made Sun Lu helpless, "Child, I'm taking a look. If you're bored, go out for a walk."

Qing Huan took a sip of the coffee in front of her and took out a handkerchief. It was black and had nothing on it. She would have to find a time to return both his suit and handkerchief to him.

Sun Lu took the jewelry and looked at it again and again, "This one is similar to the one I bought for Youyou before. Huanhuan, go to the storage box in the car to get the necklace I put in it. I have to buy a new one for her. I bought it before." I won’t buy it because I’m afraid your mother won’t like it.”

"it is good."

Qing Huan got up, went to the parking lot to get the necklace, opened the passenger door, and put the jewelry in the storage box into her bag. As soon as she closed the car door, there was a man in front of her. The man was holding a folding knife. Pointing at her, "Give me the thing, or I'll kill you."

Qing Huan pointed to the surveillance camera above her head, "A robbery in broad daylight? I'm afraid if I give it to you, you'll be squatting in the station in less than an hour."

After saying this, she ignored the other party and walked forward. The man's angry voice came from behind her, "You think I'm joking."

Qing Huan stopped, her eyes glaring, but before she could take action, she was pushed.

Turning around in surprise, he saw Leng Yi holding the blade, then forcefully snatched the knife from the opponent's hand, punched the side of the man's neck, and kicked him away.

The man slowly got up and wanted to run away. Leng Yi stepped forward and grabbed the man's hair, pulling him back. He seemed to have lost his mind and hit the car hard, once or twice. Qing Huan couldn't stand it anymore. "That's enough, Leng Yi. If you hit anyone again, they will die."

Leng Yi's cold eyes suddenly shot towards her, his handsome face was as cold as ice, and his eyes were like sharp swords, "Are you a pig? Don't you know how to hide?"

Qing Huan was stunned, their eyes met, and both of them were stunned. Under her unexpected gaze, Leng Yi said coldly, "I don't want to watch someone's life disappear in front of me."

Qing Huan nodded. She was about to take action when he came. Her eyes fell on his hand, and she saw that his palm was blood red, and blood was dripping down from his fingertips. It was shocking. She held his hand, "Your hand is hurt."

Leng Yi shook her hand away, as if he didn't want to look at her again.

At this time, bodyguards and assistants came over and said, "President, are you okay?"

Leng Yi ordered, "Send him to the police station."

Assistant Li Wei said worriedly, "There is a medical kit in the president's car. Let me treat your wounds."

"I'll do it." Qing Huan said.

The assistant looked at her, saw her face, and exclaimed. Leng Yi glanced over. Li Wei quickly lowered his head and went to the trunk to get the medical kit.

Qing Huan had a panoramic view of the interaction between the two. Is she a ghost?

Leng Yi walked into the car. Qing Huan took the medicine from the assistant and followed him in. Leng Yi looked forward without giving her a look. She opened the medical kit, held his wrist, and wiped the blood from his hand. Wipe clean little by little.

"Thank you just now." No matter how much the other party didn't want to see her, they were still trying to save her injuries, so she still had to say thank you.

"I didn't know it was you." She said it cleanly. Well, she was just being sentimental. He wouldn't think she was deliberately approaching him again.

Wipe the blood off his fingers bit by bit with a cotton swab soaked in water.

Qing Huan frowned the whole time. The wound on his right hand was still a bit deep. "I'll stop the bleeding and bandage it first. You go to the hospital for a checkup."

When Qing Huan was disinfecting him, she blew on it subconsciously. Suddenly she remembered something and looked up at him. Leng Yi was also looking at her at some point. Their eyes met, and he immediately looked away.

Why did she feel like she saw a trace of softness in his eyes? Was she wrong?

His thoughts drifted away, and he remembered that a long time ago, his basketball hand was scratched by another boy's fingernail, and she treated him in the same way.