Yuanjia Road is narrow

Shen Yingxun waited in the office until the evening before He Teng came: "President Shen, he has been sent to the hospital, and the hospitalization procedures have been completed for him."

Shen Yingxun raised his eyelids and asked, "Are you dead?"

"..." He Teng choked, and didn't dare to ask more about the leader's personal affairs, so he simply pretended not to hear the report: "There is nothing serious about him, and his ribs are not broken. But the hospital was afraid that his internal organs would be damaged, so they let him stay. The hospital will observe and do a comprehensive inspection tomorrow."

Shen Yingxun nodded.

This result was also within his expectation, he could still tell the difference between the serious and the serious, and sending himself to prison for a shameless person was not worth the candle.

"I'll transfer his medical expenses to you later." Shen Yingxun cleared his throat and asked, "What did the police say?"

When he made the move, he was prepared to be taken to the police station for questioning or even locked up for two days, but he didn't expect that after waiting all day, no one came to him.

"It's nothing." He Teng scratched his hair: "He told the police that it was just a small friction between the two of them, and he insisted on keeping it private and not letting the police intervene."

Shen Yingxun raised his eyebrows, "Oh?"

The man didn't take the opportunity to blackmail him, but let him go like this, which was really beyond his expectation.

"Okay, I see. You have worked hard today, so go back early."

"No, no," He Teng hurriedly treated him politely, and then pointed to his face: "Mr. Shen, you are here, do you want me to accompany you to the hospital for treatment?"

Shen Yingxun waved his hand: "No need."

After He Teng left, Shen Yingxun went to the locker room alone, and looked at his face carefully.

After a day, the bruises from the wound spread out, and it was indeed a bit embarrassing.

Shen Yingxun frowned, opened his locker, and wanted to find something to cover up first.

His eyes fell on a scarf.

Although the style is not ugly, but the quality is shoddy, you can tell that it is a cheap product from a small stall, but it has survived in his closet and has not been discarded.

In his mind, Qian Yan once again helped him tie the scarf, smiling and talking about the beautiful scene, and thinking about what that person said today, Shen Yingxun rubbed the scarf in distaste, and finally pulled it off , using it to wrap his neck and face, only revealing a pair of safe eyes.

Then he went back to the office to tidy up his things, and strode towards the direct elevator, ignoring the strange stares from the people around him.

As the elevator descended, he was still thinking about where to go tonight.

He didn't want to stay in the hotel anymore, and he didn't want to go back to his own place, so he pretended to be nonchalant and went to Qian Yan's place, but he always felt that he couldn't save face.

Unexpectedly, when the elevator door opened, he suddenly saw Qian Yan standing there, staring at the elevator with a perplexed and tangled expression, apparently not knowing whether he should go up to find him directly.

Only then did Shen Yingxun feel that after a bad day and night, he felt a little better.

Qian Yan didn't expect him to appear suddenly, with a look of surprise on his face, he looked at him eagerly, and when he saw him turning away as if he didn't see him, he quickly looked at the elevator again to make sure that there was no one else, so he followed, carefully paying his respects. With a flattering smile: "Boss Shen."

Shen Yingxun snorted coldly, and walked towards the car on his own.

Qian Yan hurriedly followed behind and explained: "I have made it clear to him yesterday that he will not come again."

Shen Yingxun froze for a moment, and let the defenseless Qian Yan bump into him: "Don't you ask me where I went last night?"

Qian Yan's smile froze on his face, and his face turned pale. He took two steps back, and then spoke as calmly as possible, with a hoarse voice: "Is there something Shen always wants to tell me?"

Shen Yingxun nodded affirmatively: "Yes."

Qian Yan clenched his lips, his fingers almost pinched into the palm of his hand, but he didn't say a word, just bowed his head in resignation.

It seems that he misunderstood him, but he couldn't even fight for himself.

Shen Yingxun looked at his reaction and thought, feeling as if he was being picked up by something, angry and hurt, but also inexplicably wanted to laugh: "Do you still love that person?"

Qian Yan didn't expect him to ask this, and he couldn't react, so he was startled for a moment before subconsciously asking: "Who?"

"The man from yesterday."

Qian Yan said in surprise: "I separated from him three years ago."

"Oh," Shen Yingxun responded with a lack of interest, and asked again: "Then who do you love now?"

Qian Yan opened his mouth, as if he didn't know how to answer for a while.

Shen Yingxun stared straight at him, as if he would simply stand in a stalemate if he didn't say anything.

It was taken for granted that the two were together, and he never thought of asking the other party about his relationship.Now even he himself doesn't know why he suddenly cares so much about an unreliable verbal answer.

I don't know if it was stimulated by the person during the day.

Then he saw Qian Yan looking around and walking towards him step by step.

Shen Yingxun's heartbeat began to lose its rhythm for no reason, and he let the other party stretch out his arms around his body, hug him tightly, and murmured: "Mr. Shen..."

I don't know whether to call him or give him an answer.

Shen Yingxun cursed inwardly.

A simple movement made his heart beat like a drum, he didn't know how to break free, and even his ears felt faintly hot.