The tight handsome face was cold, her eyes stared at her coldly, and her cold angry tone carried a warning in her cold and angry tone, "Chu Yao, I spoil you and indulge you, but I never include that you can hurt her!" ”

The man's sharp black eyes shot straight at Chu Yao like an arrow, her face became more and more pale, she had never been treated like this by him, and a layer of water quickly floated under her eyes, and tears slipped down the corners of her eyes, making her look more and more pitiful. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Bei Xiaorou, who was sitting on the bed, saw her crying so sadly, she couldn't bear it, she reached out and tugged at the corner of Lei Ziqian's clothes, and when the man turned his head to look over, she said softly: "It's not her fault, I accidentally fell down myself." ”

Lei Ziqian frowned tightly and looked at her with heavy eyes.

And Chu Yao, who heard her words, counted all the grievances of the scolding on her, and felt that she must be watching a joke.

She glared at her fiercely and yelled angrily, "There's no need for you to fake kindness here!" ”

"Chu Yao!" Lei Ziqian's face was as cold as frost in an instant, he turned his head suddenly, stared at her coldly, and said sharply: "Apologize to me!" ”

Chu Yao pursed her lips tightly and stubbornly refused to say a word, only the tears kept pouring down her eyes, revealing the grievances in her heart at this time.

The cold anger on Lei Ziqian's body became stronger and stronger, and the atmosphere in the room was suffocating and depressing.

"Apologies!" Lei Ziqian's eyes glared at her fiercely, and he roared calmly.

Chu Yao's body couldn't help but tremble slightly under his compelling gaze, and his eyes with tears were cast on the woman sitting on the bed, with grievances and resentment in his eyes.

She stretched out her hand to wipe the tears on her face, glared at her fiercely, looked at the man with a condensed face, and shouted, "I don't!" ”

The words stopped looking at them, turned around and ran out of the door quickly.

Lei Ziqian's face was tense and gloomy, and the hands hanging by his side were clenched tightly with anger.

Pei Xiaorou on the bed tightened her eyebrows, looked at Chu Yao's figure that disappeared outside the door in an instant with worry, and then turned her eyes to the man standing in front of her, reached out to cover his tightly clenched right hand, and said softly: "Ziqian, go and see, it's very worrying for a person like her to cry and run away!" ”

Lei Ziqian's body stiffened slightly, turned to look at the woman on the bed, his eyebrows were tightened, and there was anger in his eyes that had not faded, and then he turned his head and shouted out: "Yu Sheng, follow her!" ”

After the meeting, I followed the boss back to the office, stood outside and listened to the quarrel from the lounge, Assistant Yu, who was not leaving, was not leaving, and then heard the boss's words after seeing Chu Yao crying and running away, and hurriedly answered yes and turned around and walked out.

In the room, Lei Ziqian exhaled the turbidity in his chest, lowered his eyes and looked at the woman sitting on the bed, with a handsome face, pursed his lips, bent over, and in the little woman's surprised whisper, he held her firmly in his arms and walked out.

Bei Xiaorou stretched out her hand to wrap her arms around his shoulders and neck to stabilize her body, seeing that the two of them were about to walk out of the office, thinking that this was his company, she couldn't help but struggle slightly, "Ziqian, let me down, I'll go by myself." ”

"Don't move!" The man's steps did not pause at all, he scolded in a low voice with a calm face, and after the little woman quieted down as she wished, he looked at her with a light brow, and said in a low voice: "Obedient, I'm worried." ”

Blinking lightly, looking at his tense face and the clear worry in his eyes, Bei Xiaorou's heart warmed, and she approached him softly, her head gently resting on his shoulder, feeling the refreshing masculine aura on the man's body enveloping her warmth, and it seemed that even the pain in her feet had faded a lot.

In this way, the man carried her out of the company again, and gained countless attention along the way, feeling the sight that was constantly throwing at them, and was about to see them through, Bei Xiaorou embarrassed her face, lowered her head, and hardly dared to raise her head.

The driver at the door was already waiting next to the car, and when he saw Lei Ziqian walking down the steps with a woman in his arms, he was slightly stunned, and reacted quickly and hurriedly stepped forward to open the door of the back seat for him.

Lei Ziqian bent down and sat in, asking the driver to drive the car directly to the Sacred Heart Private Hospital, and the black Bentley drove forward, bypassing the woman standing at the intersection and driving into the road.

Yang An'an, who is an assistant to the secretary, came back from the office, and happened to see the picture of Lei Ziqian sitting in the car with Bei Xiaorou in her arms, and she was a little stunned for a while, and when she came back to her senses, she only had time to see the rear of the Bentley that had blended into the traffic and gradually moved away.

After the initial surprise, a relieved smile slowly appeared on her face. Looking at their intimate appearance, they should have been reconciled, but why did the boss hug Xiaorou in public?

Before she could sort out the doubts in her heart, the mobile phone rang, and as soon as she pressed the answer button, Bei Minghui's anxious and uneasy voice immediately sounded, "An An, have you seen it?" Who is the woman that Brother Lei is hugging? Could it be that he really empathized and said goodbye? So what about my sister?! ”

Yang Anan blinked lightly, thinking about the picture he had just seen, about the boss's every move, it was a high-profile existence in the company, and it must have caused a sensation a long time ago, so Pei Minghui would know.

She curled her lips lightly and said in a relaxed tone contrary to his, "That woman is Xiaorou." ”

And no matter how rumors spread in the company, the two protagonists came to Sacred Heart Private Hospital, although Pei Xiaorou said that it was not so painful, but Lei Ziqian refused to be sloppy, insisted that she do a detailed examination, and waited for the diagnosis of the orthopedic surgeon with a stiff face.

After some examination, the doctor said that it was a ligament sprain, which was not very serious, and then gave her medicine and bandaged, which would inevitably cause pain in the injury during the treatment, Bei Xiaorou gritted her teeth and endured the pain that pierced her heart, cold sweat oozed from her pale face again, and the hands that had been holding hands with the man couldn't help but clench tightly.

Even if she didn't feel the sudden increase in the force in her hand, just her forbearance look, Lei Ziqian was already distressed. He stretched out his other hand and pressed the little woman into his arms, pursed his lips, his face became more and more ugly, and the aura on his body suddenly became cold, and the gaze that shot at the doctor was cold for a moment.

The doctor was glared at by his oppressive eyes, the movements of his hands almost slipped, the man's aura was too sharp, he had tried to lighten his strength, but pain was always inevitable, and he was innocent.

Under the man's gaze, the doctor who was covered in cold sweat finally took care of the injuries, and after giving some precautions, he respectfully sent them out.

The Bentley car drove forward smoothly, and in the back seat, Pei Xiaorou sat on the man's lap, her bandaged right foot was quietly placed on the seat, although her face was still a little pale, but it was much better than the appearance in the hospital just now.

It's just that compared to her, Lei Ziqian's face was always tight, his tightly locked eyebrows never loosened, his eyes fell on her dazzling and bandaged ankles, and his lips became tighter and tighter.