Quickly wear: The male protagonist who dotes on his wife is clingy, crying and jealous.

Shallow breaths fell to her ears, and Jingye breathed a little heavier. He held her waist with one hand and grabbed the restless little hand on her ear with the other hand.

"Miss, please be careful."

"You can throw me down."

Her eyes were a little blurred, her red lips were slightly opened, with the slightest fragrance of red wine, she was obviously a little drunk.

Jingye hugged Jiaorou tightly, walked to the bed, leaned over and gently put her on the bed, and then slowly took her hand.

"Don't go." She grabbed his big hand, buried her head in the quilt, and cried softly.

Jingye paused and did not struggle. He helped her pull the quilt and sat quietly on the edge of the bed.

Jiang Yun pulled his hand into her arms, and Jingye quickly retracted and said with a sullen face: "Miss, I am not Mr. Gu."

"I know." She stuck her head out and looked at him, "You are Jingye."

"Yeah." The man responded softly, his tone less cold.

She kept holding her hand.

Jiang Yun held his hand all night, so Jing Ye had no choice but to lie down beside her bed and sleep. Turning off the lights in the room, he would occasionally look up at the sleeping woman.

In the dim vision, she still looked beautiful.

When she woke up in the morning and saw Jing Ye still lying beside the bed, Jiang Yun was slightly stunned and quickly went to get a blanket to cover him.

Jingye woke up with a start and saw the woman's slightly sleepy eyes and the sling on her shoulders falling on her shoulders. She quickly got up and stood upright.

"Jingye, thank you last night, I seemed drunk." Jiang Yun said in a gentle voice, looking up at his suit, "Let me change your dressing. You still have to pay attention to the wound to prevent it from getting inflamed."

"No, I'll just deal with it later." He took a step back decisively, his expression cold.

Jiang Yun took it for granted and went to the bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth, and then came over with the medicine kit.

"sit down."

"Miss, I can do it myself."

"Don't move. You don't want your clothes to be torn off by me again, do you?" Jiang Yun asked with a smile.

Jingye pursed her lower lip and remained motionless.

The woman's movements were still extremely gentle, and she would lower her head and blow on him when applying the medicine. A numb and numb itch appeared on her shoulders, and Jing Ye felt that her entire arm was numb.

The eldest lady is really gentle.

Although she sometimes seems arrogant and arrogant, it is always in trivial matters.

"At noon, let me make some chicken soup and bring it over. You can eat it with me."

"Miss, I'm not qualified."

"You were injured for the Gu family, why are you not qualified?" The woman looked at him accusingly, "Jingye, you are not a servant, don't say that you are not qualified."

Jingye was silent for a moment. What he said was that he was not qualified to have dinner with her.

She seems to have misunderstood.

"Be careful not to touch the water with your wounds. Do you often go on missions and have so many wounds on your body?"

Jiang Yun reached out and touched the scar on his collarbone. The injury was on the bone and must have been very painful.

"Miss, don't touch it." He held her hand very lightly, his heart beating as fast as last night.

Jiang Yun took back her hand, as if she had just realized the offense, "I have scar removal medicine here. Although it won't have a big effect on old scars like yours, it can also fade some of them."

"No need." He straightened up and quickly buttoned his suit, his expression returning to a cold expression.

No one cares about this anyway, not even himself. It doesn't matter if there are scars or not.

Jiang Yun didn't continue talking, went to the room to change clothes, turned her head and looked at the mirror, "Jingye, let someone bring a mirror."

"it is good."

The mirror had been delivered this morning, and Jing Ye went downstairs to move the mirror.

Jiang Yun changed her clothes and put on light makeup, planning to go to the company.

Naturally, it's the Gu family's company.

Before the marriage, Gu's father gave her 5% of the shares as a meeting gift. After the marriage, Gu's father gave her another 8%. She now holds 13% of Gu's shares, which makes her a major shareholder.

It's just that he never went to the company to show his face, but Gu Yuan got a big advantage. When there were any big decisions, he made the final decision.

Gu Yuan owns 20% of the shares. If there is a divorce, he will get some points.

At this time, he is naturally busy in the company, and only at night will he continue to chase his Bai Yueguang.

Jiang Yun was about to go out, and Jingye quickly followed her, "Miss, wherever you want to go, I will arrange a car for you."

"Go to the Gu family."

"Miss, Mr. Gu doesn't allow you to go." Jingye's eyes flashed and he said quickly.

Jiang Yun stopped and turned to look at him, "He only doesn't let me see his Bai Yueguang. When did he say he wouldn't let me go to the company?"

"Go to the company or meet his Bai Yueguang, you choose one for me."

"..."

Jingye carried him back to the room. Jiang Yun reached out and grabbed his face and said angrily: "Why do you hug me?"

"I'm sorry, miss." He lowered his head slightly, his chin just resting on her head.

Jiang Yun reached out and punched his arm. Thinking of the injury on his shoulder, she stopped and reached out to unbutton his clothes.

Jingye was stunned for a moment and quickly put her down, "Miss, what are you doing?"

"This dress of yours is an eyesore, go and change it."

"These are the only clothes I have."

"I'll buy you a new one."

"Miss, this is inappropriate."

Jing Ye said helplessly, feeling that Jiang Yun just wanted to find a place to vent her anger, but she was reluctant to take it out on others, so she could only vent her anger on her clothes.

"Take it off!" Jiang Yun ordered.

Seeing that he didn't move, she stretched out her hand to help. Her palm just touched the man's chest, and she could feel the violently beating heart.

Jing Ye's eyes dimmed and he held her hand, "Miss, do you know what you are doing?"

She was married, but her hand was on another man's chest.