I pinched my waist and petted him, and I was made to cry by the ruffian Third Master.

The old man and his group walked down with a sullen face and glanced at the scene: "What's going on?"

Yu Sheng waved her hands subconsciously: "It has nothing to do with me. She fell on her own."

Zhao Yuan had no intention of pursuing Yu Sheng now, and just asked someone to send her sister to the hospital quickly.

Before leaving, he glared at Yu Sheng fiercely.

The look in his eyes was like a knife that cut people out.

The old man glanced at Yu Sheng indifferently, and then said: "You can understand for yourself which is more serious."

After finishing speaking, he said to the butler beside him: "Old Zhang, I'm tired. Please help me go back to the room and let Shilin greet the guests."

The housekeeper nodded respectfully and helped the old man leave.

She held the hem of her skirt with both hands and looked at Jiang Gezhi with a confused expression. At this moment, she hoped that Jiang Gezhi would believe her.

"Third Uncle, I..."

The moment Jiang Gezhi's face darkened, Yu Sheng understood instantly that Jiang Gezhi would not stand on her side, and she was just a pawn brought by him.

On the way back, Jiang Gezhi remained silent while Yu Sheng nervously tugged on the hem of her skirt.

She wanted to speak several times, but when she saw Jiang Gezhi's sinister look, she immediately stopped.

"Aren't you going to say something?"

Jiang Gezhi suddenly spoke.

Yu Sheng stiffened and raised her eyes to look at him, feeling a glimmer of hope in her heart: "I didn't push her, she threw it herself. You have to believe me."

"Stupid, you can offend the Zhao family."

Jiang Gezhi's face was still not very good-looking and a little serious. In the past, Jiang Gezhi always looked like a ruffian and frivolous in front of her. This was the first time that Yu Sheng saw him accusing her so seriously.

Yu Sheng's breath was stagnant, and she lowered her eyes and said nothing.

Jiang Gezhi's eyes fell on her dress, and his eyes darkened: "Are you injured?"

Yu Sheng looked at the red wine stains on her skirt and shook her head slightly: "No, it's red wine."

Back at Jiang Gezhi's residence, Yu Sheng was still in a daze. She raised her eyes and looked in the direction of the study. When Jiang Gezhi came back, he and Shen Zhou went to the study room, but they haven't come out yet.

study.

As soon as Jiang Gezhi entered the study, he stood by the window and smoked. In just over ten minutes, there were already several cigarette butts at his feet.

Shen Zhou couldn't help but remind him: "Third brother, are you going to risk your life with this drawing method?"

Jiang Gezhi threw the remaining cigarette butt in his hand on the ground, crushed it with his toes, and then said: "The old man wants me to return to the group. If I want to achieve that position, the only way is to marry the Zhao family."

Shen Zhou raised his eyebrows and asked curiously: "You agreed?"

Jiang Gezhi said nothing, and Shen Zhou sighed thinking of what just happened in the old house.

"Third brother, may Xiao Yu'er's situation be in danger? She touched Zhao Zhao Zhenxiong's little daughter. Zhao Zhenxiong and that Zhao Yuan will definitely not let it go."

When he said this, he had already thought of Yu Sheng's situation.

It's not good to offend anyone, but he offended the Zhao family when Jiang Gezhi had no time to take care of himself.

Jiang Gezhi lit up a cigarette again and smoked it to himself, obviously also upset about this matter.

Before Shen Zhou left, he was still a little worried. He suggested: "Third brother, why don't we send Xiao Yu'er out to avoid the limelight first, and then bring him back after a while?"

Jiang Gezhi looked at Shen Zhou faintly: "Do you think I can't protect her?"

Shen Zhou was slightly startled. Could it be that his third brother wanted to completely break up with the Zhao family?

He couldn't help but feel worried: "Third brother, don't be impulsive."

Jiang Gezhi said impatiently: "Okay, I have my own rules. Zhao Zhenxiong dare not touch my people."

Shen Zhou was still a little worried. When he went downstairs, he saw Yu Sheng sitting on the sofa in the living room in a daze, wearing the dress Jiang Gezhi had prepared for her before.

He hesitated for a moment and then comforted him: "Xiao Yu'er, don't worry, Third Brother won't let anything happen to you."

Yu Sheng raised her eyes and looked at him: "What does the Zhao family do?"

"Don't think too much and have a good rest tonight."

Shen Zhou didn't say anything more to her and left directly.

Jiang Gezhi stood by the window, watching Shen Zhou drive away, and his face gradually turned cold.

How could he not protect his people?

But Jiang Gezhi still thought too simply. Even if Zhao Zhenxiong didn't dare to come forward, it didn't mean that Zhao Yuan didn't.

Jiang Gezhi had humiliated Zhao Yuan several times because of Yu Sheng before. She hated Yu Sheng. Now that she had this opportunity, how could she let Yu Sheng go?

If you don't peel off all the layers of Yu Sheng's skin, it would be very inconsistent with her style of doing things.

When Jiang Gezhi came down, Yu Sheng stood up reflexively, as if he had stumbled into a little beast that didn't belong to him.

At a loss, panic.

When Shen Zhou left just now, she checked on her mobile phone that the person in charge of the Zhao family was Zhao Yuan. His father was in politics or a high-ranking official.

No wonder the old man wanted Jiang Gezhi to marry the Zhao family. If he married Zhao Yuan, he would be able to get help in business and politics.

But it seems like this thing was messed up.

"Uncle Three!"

She lowered her head and shouted softly.

Jiang Gezhi pursed his lips and walked to sit on the sofa opposite her, looking at her deeply.

"come over!"

Yu Sheng looked up at him: "I'm sorry for what happened today."

Yu Sheng wanted to say something else, but Jiang Gezhi stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms with an impatient expression.

Yu Sheng subconsciously wanted to struggle, but his ankle was caught by him.

After seeing the wound on his leg, his eyes darkened.

"Leg injured?"

When Yu Sheng heard this, he glanced at his feet.

It should have been scratched by the fragments of the teacup when the old man threw something at her.

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt."

Jiang Gezhi released his ankle, reached out and opened the cabinet on the coffee table, and took out iodine and cotton swabs.

Yu Sheng sat on his lap blankly and looked at him.

"Uncle Three."

Jiang Gezhi hummed, and then dipped a cotton swab in iodine to disinfect the wound on her foot.

After processing, put a band-aid on it.

The wound was a bit long, and the band-aid didn't stick to it. He frowned slightly, feeling a little unhappy.

He reached out and rummaged inside the cabinet again, took out a roll of gauze, pulled off the band-aid, and wrapped the gauze around Yu Sheng's calf.

Yu Sheng looked at her legs and couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth.

Isn't this a bit too much? It's just a small wound.

"No need for this, it's okay."

After saying that, she twisted her feet to show resistance.

Jiang Gezhi glanced at her pitifully: "Don't move."

Yu Sheng was immediately frightened.

Jiang Gezhi was originally fierce, but now he looks even more fierce after having his hair cut off.

She said obediently.

Yu Sheng felt a little uncomfortable when she saw that the calves of her legs were wrapped with gauze. She didn't know how badly she had been injured.

But when she faced Jiang Gezhi's gloomy face again, Yu Sheng didn't dare to say a word.

Suddenly, there was a growling sound in my stomach.

Yu Sheng was a little embarrassed, and she glanced at Jiang Gezhi sheepishly.

Jiang Gezhi looked sideways. The moment their eyes met, Yu Sheng lowered her head in panic.

The next second, a deep and magnetic voice sounded from above her head: "Are you hungry?"

Yu Sheng nodded sheepishly.

Jiang Gezhi said: "Didn't you eat the cake?"

She hummed and said angrily: "I was going to eat it, but that Zhao Xue came to pick a fight with me and poured red wine on me..."

At this point, she suddenly paused. She remembered what the old man said.

Which one is more important or less important is up to you.

This was obviously meant for Jiang Gezhi.

Yu Sheng was a little annoyed.

It was as if he was acting coquettishly with Jiang Gezhi just now, which was really embarrassing.

"Feel wronged?"

Jiang Gezhi's voice came from above his head again.