Scumbag regrets after divorce

Before he had time to refuse, he saw Fengling's involuntary body pressing over him, hugging him in his arms, really wanting to hug him horizontally.

Yi Huajin didn't want to lose this person, so she directly raised her leg and kicked Fengling's chest with her uninjured left foot, with considerable force.

"Uh..." Feng Ling snorted, clutching his chest in pain, and fell into Yi Huajin's arms.

The wound on his chest is still not fully healed, Yi Huajin looked at his distorted face in pain, although she didn't feel much, she pretended: "Are you okay?"

He wanted to add another sentence "I didn't mean it", but it would be too green, but he did it on purpose.

Otherwise, where not to kick, he would kick the wound, because this place is the most fragile and can make him feel the most pain.

Feng Ling snuggled into his arms, not only didn't feel any resentment, but also worried: "Fortunately...you don't use your right leg."

Yi Huajin was at a loss for words for a while, and finally said: "You see that your injury is still not healed, so you should go back to the hospital."

And soon, Feng Ling's chest was stained red with blood. His wound was too deep, and it had opened repeatedly this month, and this was already the seventh time.

It was only then that Yi Huajin realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly called an ambulance.

While waiting for the ambulance, Feng Ling began to bleed endlessly again, dripping all over Yi Huajin's body.

A wound that will never heal, a wound in my heart...

And myself, why not?

……

Feng Ling was sent to the operating room. This month, he would go into the operating room every few days, and the doctor who gave him stitches was numb.

The main reason why his injury has never healed is because he is too busy and has no time to heal his injury.

He is the kind of person who will die for his work, there is no doubt about it.

When Yi Huajin returned to the ward, she opened the door and found that it was unlocked. There was a tall and slender figure standing inside, with her back to herself.

With just a back view, Yi Huajin recognized it as An Ruixuan.

Moreover, Yi Huajin soon discovered that An Ruixuan's right hand was a little strange, naturally drooping and very stiff, not like a human hand.

It has been a month since the incident, and Yi Huajin still occasionally dreams about the scene of that day, being beaten and slapped, almost dying of pain.

But now that the culprit appeared in front of him like this, he couldn't hold back his emotions.

But this is a hospital, and he is not a child. The only difference between a child and an adult is not the size, but the mind.

"Yi Huajin, stay safe." An Ruixuan knew who it was without turning around when he heard someone coming in at the door.

Yi Huajin walked into the room with a faint smile: "I remember that the hospital doesn't seem to be able to bring pets in. I'll trouble you to go out, lest the doctor find out and trouble me."

"You..." With Yi Huajin's words, An Ruixuan's blood surged up.

"I heard that you are his white moonlight, but in the end, you are still discarded like garbage by him?" Yi Huajin knew that he was angry, but became more motivated: "He insisted on me every day for a month, even if he was injured. Kiss and hug, do you know what it means for a scumbag to turn his head?"

An Ruixuan turned around suddenly, pointed at Yi Huajin with his left hand and trembled: "So you have the ability to remarry?"

"Remarried?" Yi Huajin reached behind her back to close the door, and walked a few steps inside: "Sooner or later, Feng Ling only wants me now, and appointed me as Feng Yi's project summary, do you think he will take such an important Give the position to an outsider?"

"Hahaha." An Ruixuan laughed silently after hearing this, he purposely laughed mockingly, but did not explain.

Yi Huajin sensed that his attitude was wrong, just like when he said that he was a stand-in, that kind of ridicule was a disdain from the heart.

"Yi Huajin, you still say that I don't understand Fengling, do you understand it well? With his IQ, I don't know what your purpose of returning to Fengyi is, even I can see it!"

After being reminded by An Ruixuan, Yi Huajin felt a little terrified when he thought about it. He suddenly thought that Fengling had given him the high position so easily, and was clinging to himself like a dog every day. Could it be that he had already seen the clue and was following the Acting by yourself?

Thinking about it this way, Feng Ling is indeed not a simple person, at least his IQ is not ordinary.

"I can tell you one more thing, the person who asked me to kidnap you was also Feng Ling." An Ruixuan told him another bolt from the blue.

Facing such shocking news, although Yi Huajin didn't change outwardly, her heart was turbulent.

It turned out to be... Feng Ling!

Seeing that he didn't reply, An Ruixuan continued: "I guess he might want to use my hand to teach you a lesson, because he has already seen through all your actions, otherwise, he wouldn't let me kill you."

Yi Huajin was silent, and at the same time, the hatred in her heart was burning vigorously.

Feng Ling doesn't have any feelings, so he might not even be considered a person.

But soon Yi Huajin calmed down again, looking at An Ruixuan who seemed to be missing an arm, thinking about what happened to his arm.

"Your hand is broken." Yi Huajin also specifically mentioned this matter. He didn't care, but wanted to know the reason.

An Ruixuan was obviously taken aback, with surprise written all over his face.

Yi Huajin knew that his clothes were actually prosthetics, but he didn't want others to see that he had broken a hand, but Yi Huajin was a painter and cared very much about the structure of the human body. Even though he was wearing clothes, he could still tell at a glance.

"Ah...um...it was a car accident..." An Ruixuan was vague, with a timid attitude.

Yi Huajin was puzzled by his attitude, it seemed that his arm might have something to do with what happened a month ago.

Who broke one of his hands to avenge himself?

Yi Huajin ruled out Feng Ling first, wondering if it was He Su or Wei Liancheng.

The possibility of He Su is very small, he is a good citizen and it is unlikely that he would do such a thing, at most he would beat An Ruixuan up.

Wei Liancheng has this ability, but he doesn't need to please himself so much, because he has other ways to make himself obedient.

No matter who it is, generally speaking, Yi Huajin feels much better at the moment.

If he takes a beating and replaces his arm, it can be regarded as barely winning the round, so that he won't be bullied by riding on his head.

"Is there anything else you want to say?" Yi Huajin didn't want to talk nonsense with him, and immediately wanted to issue an order to evict him.

Even if he didn't want to leave, Yi Huajin planned to throw him out directly.

But fortunately, he could still understand people's language, he strode forward and rubbed Yi Huajin's shoulder head-on, and walked towards the door.

While walking, he said: "I'm waiting for you to be sent to hell by Feng Ling himself. He told me before that he wanted to ruin your reputation. I guess he planned to sleep you enough before ruining your reputation. It insulted your body, and also insulted your heart, it's nothing more than that."

After finishing speaking, An Ruixuan disappeared into Yi Huajin's room with an extremely proud smile on his lips.

After An Ruixuan left, Yi Huajin found a place to sit casually, staring at the endless night outside the window in a daze.

"hell……"

He was clearly the only one left in the room, but Feng Ling's warnings could always be heard in his ears.

"Xiao Jin, don't move around, why are you so dishonest in your sleep, laying down with your legs on my body."

"Xiaojin, it's time for dinner. If you hurry up, I have to read the documents later. If you delay eating, I will force-feed you."

"Xiao Jin, put on some clothes before painting, the window sill is very windy, and it's easy to catch a cold."

For the past month, he has been repeating these words every day like an old woman.

He never cared about himself before.

It can make such an earth-shaking change in a person, unless he has amnesia, or—he is acting on purpose.

Obviously Feng Ling is the latter.

……

"Today's meeting is over here, the meeting is adjourned."

As soon as Yang Wulan finished speaking, everyone in the conference room took their notebooks and left the room.

One minute later, only Yang Wulan and another person were left in the room, and that person was Chen Jing.

Chen Jing hesitated, rubbing his hands and sitting next to Yang Wulan, as if he wanted to say something, but hesitated.

"Come on, Mr. Chen, what's the matter?" Yang Wulan's calm and deep voice broke the silence in the room first.

"That...it's about...Yi Huajin..." Chen Jing still hesitated, he kept looking at the table with his head down.

"Yi Huajin?" Yang Wulan picked up the tone, with a rare expression on his face: "He has already divorced Feng Ling, even if he comes back, Feng Yi is still a street rat."

"No!" Chen Jing finally poured out his bitterness: "Mr. Feng said that he will withdraw my position as project director to him."

"What?!" Yang Wulan was shocked.

Chen Jing continued: "But he was not Feng Yi's person before, he was just an imperial painter. Mr. Feng originally wanted to give power but you stopped him. Now...he is divorced, but he signed Feng Yi and came back. I don't know how the bewitched Mr. Feng ignored the taint of his cheating, and he still has a soft spot for him, and even gave him the position of my project director!"

After hearing this, Yang Wulan frowned and slapped the table viciously: "He, Yi Huajin, is a vixen. He used to do whatever he wanted in the company and didn't follow the rules. He was just a painter who leapfrogged every day to take care of your affairs, not Feng Ling. Protect him, I let him go!"

"Then... what should I do now..." Chen Jing sighed melancholy: "Yi Huajin is a teased and bitch, obviously Mr. Feng didn't like him before, so he just climbed on the bed and became Mrs. Feng's wife , This horse has cheated, and Mr. Feng still brought him back to his side. If you want me, I must be a disgusting group. I don’t know what Mr. Feng is thinking, hey!"

"No!" Yang Wulan slammed the table angrily, veins bulging on his forehead, "I must let him get out of here this time! All garbage people come to us, and we are not a garbage collection station!"

"Yes, yes, yes." Chen Jing also nodded in agreement: "Let him go, let him go!"

"But you have to catch his substantive handle. Otherwise, you can play tricks on his work, let the board of directors investigate him, find his stains, and send him in if it is serious." Chen Jing is very Quick answer.

This time, Yang Wulan was not in a hurry to speak.

He propped his forehead while thinking, although what Chen Jing said was a means, but other considerations had to be made.

The most important thing is that if Yi Huajin is really touched, Feng Ling will definitely not stand idly by. If he goes crazy...

The consequences could be disastrous.