Chapter 111: Don't worry, it'll be fine
Yu Huan and Lu Chen have no love faces, and it is obvious that this time the two of them want to go together.
Lin Xia listened to it and sighed,
"That's right."
She scratched her head, dazed,
"What then?"
In the empty hall, no one could answer her question.
Because Yu Huan didn't know what to do, she was thinking of a way to solve it.
Among the group, the most calm were Gu Jingshi and Zhou Ye.
The latter has long been accustomed to these scenes, and he leans back in his chair and plays with his mobile phone at all.
And the former, naturally, borrowed iodine wine and cotton swabs from the police to clean Yu Huan's wounds.
In the past two years, he seems to have been a lot more careful.
Gu Jingshi gently picked out the broken porcelain piece from Yu Huan's palm with a cotton swab,
"It hurts a little, bear with me."
The young man's deep voice sounded, and Yu Huan hummed.
It's just a little bit of skin, and it doesn't hurt too much.
Gu Jingshi carefully medicated her and wrapped it in gauze, but it was not too tight.
Because he was often injured in the past, he has always been sharp in dealing with wounds, but when he met Yu Huan, he was a little more gentle.
Lin Xia, who was sitting next to Yu Huan, looked at the two people who had been quiet for a long time, and suddenly felt a little supportive.
Zhou Ye on the other side also looked at Yu Huan unconsciously, Rumo's eyebrows frowned slightly, could it be that he really thought wrong?
But if she really has nothing to do with Lu Chen, wouldn't it be that he got the wrong person and gave the little girl a disaster?
Zhou Ye unconsciously pressed the corner of his forehead, he was quite confused, especially in the generation of the second and third middle schools, but he had never done anything to innocent little girls.
If he was mistaken, what was that? Bully? Still stupid?!
At this moment, he silently prayed in his heart that Yu Huan was a high-level white lotus, the kind that could turn Gu Jingshi and Lu Chen around.
Although, he also felt that it was not realistic.
It's raining outside again, it's already dark, and the evening self-study must be delayed, Yu Huan sighed unconsciously.
Gu Jingshi looked at his phone, raised his hand and touched the top of Yu Huan's hair, a smile appeared on his face, and he comforted softly,
"Don't worry, it'll be fine."
Yu Huan raised his eyes to look at him, his expression was a little stunned, and he repeated the words again,
"Will it be okay?"
Gu Jingshi snorted, met her eyes, and asked,
"When did I lie to you?"
He.... Indeed, he never lied to her.
When Yu Huan looked at Gu Jing, there was doubt in his eyes.
has already entered the police station, what kind of solution can he have?
After a while, a man with a long figure appeared in the hall, about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with exquisite appearance, deep facial features, and a slight resemblance to Gu Jingshi in his eyebrows and eyes.
A handmade iron-gray suit is casually placed on the hand, a white shirt is rolled up to reveal a small arm, and a low-key luxury black-gold watch is carried on a cold white wrist bone.
Anyone with a little eyesight can recognize it, it is a new model just released by Patek Philippe, to say the least, there are millions.
This person is rich and noble.
The man glanced at Gu Jingshi, swept over Yu Huan again, and sneered softly,
"Chong Guan was angry and red-faced, and he ran to the police station, which is really good."
Gu Jingshi raised his eyes and glanced at him, his face was pale,
"If you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb."
Gu Chengxuan sneered, with a coldness between his eyebrows and eyes, and said coldly,
"It's done and said I'm dumb, why don't you shut me up at the beginning?"
Who knows what this dead boy thinks, it stands to reason that the two of them should be on the same page, but they are very bold when something happens, call him and ask him to come over to help.
After helping, I crossed the river and demolished the bridge, and I couldn't say a word, this is what a precious little girl.
Why did he just run away here to clean up the mess for him?
Isn't it fragrant to watch the play on the wall?