"Not really, but if you come early, it will save you a lot of trouble." Lin Manrong said calmly.

Thinking that the annoying female clerk just now had to go to the police, Lin Manrong felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, he had lived for more than 20 years, and this was the first time he was looked down upon because of money.

Ji Citing saw that Lin Manrong was still holding the business card handed to Lin Manrong by the man just now, his brows furrowed, and he stretched out a hand towards Lin Manrong without saying a word.

"Give it to me."

Lin Manrong looked confused, "What is it?" ”

Following Ji Citing's gaze and glancing down at the things in his hand, Lin Manrong suddenly realized, and without thinking much about it, he directly put the business card that Shi Yao gave him just now in Ji Citing's hand.

Just when Lin Manrong's head was a little foggy and he couldn't understand what was going on, he saw Ji Citing indifferently tear the business card in half and throw it into the garbage on the side.

Lin Manrong stared blankly at Ji Citing's back for a while, with mixed feelings in his heart, isn't it just a business card.

Along the way, Lin Manrong didn't mention this matter again with great interest.

According to Ji Citing's character, since she will be so calculating, if she pulls up this matter again, she will get into trouble again.

"You're interested in those instruments?" Ji Citing suddenly asked, but there was still no expression on his face.

Lin Manrong was stunned for a moment, and when Ji Citing mentioned this, she remembered Lin Zhuo's matter.

"People like me who are only interested in computers have never been interested in that thing, but those things in An Lingqing's house are quite attractive to him, I want to buy them for Lin Zhuo" Lin Manrong squinted slightly and leaned on the back seat, his back and head were still in severe pain because they were hit by the violin.

When Ji Citing heard the words 'An Lingqing', a trace of displeasure appeared on his angular face, and he glanced in the direction of Lin Manrong casually, only to find that Lin Manrong's face was a little wrong.

"What's wrong with you?" Ji Citing frowned and asked, and then noticed a red mark on Lin Manrong's hand.

"It's nothing, it's just a violin." Lin Manrong said lightly.

What else could she say, who made her own bad luck.

Was it just a fiddle hit?

As soon as Ji Citing heard this, a layer of cold mist unconsciously appeared on his face, it was in the store just now, Ji Citing didn't pay so much attention, if he knew that Lin Manrong was still injured in the store, he had to tear down the store, and he still wanted compensation?

"Li Wen, take care of the matter." Ji Citing said with a cold face.

"Okay."

"Wait!" Lin Manrong opened his eyes and reflexively spat out two words from his mouth.

Ji Citing glanced at Lin Manrong suspiciously, and didn't know what the woman beside him meant.

Lin Manrong got up and sat up, according to her understanding of Ji Citing, according to what he said just now, he must be looking for trouble with that store, but this matter was not someone else's reason in the first place.

"I accidentally got someone else's violin off and smashed it into my own, and it's none of anyone's business." Lin Manrong pursed the corners of his lips.

"If they don't even have this kind of security in mind, that store doesn't have to open." Ji Citing ignored Lin Manrong's words and continued to speak to himself.

……

Lin Manrong exhaled lightly, Ji

The resignation succeeded in making her unable to take his words.

As soon as he got home, the first thing Ji Citing did was to call Qiu Zeyu's phone.

"Come here." As soon as the phone was connected, Ji Citing said four words like gold.

Qiu Zeyu on the other end of the phone had just finished taking a shower, and he was still wiping his hair with a towel in one hand.

He knew that receiving a call from Ji Citing at night would definitely be nothing good!

"Boss Ji, I just finished taking a shower and wore pajamas, so you let me go?" Qiu Zeyu looked helpless.

"Then you change your clothes."

！！！

Qiu Zeyu put the towel in his hand aside, and his chest was depressed, did Ji Citing really think that they were next-door neighbors, so it was very convenient to call him over at twelve o'clock in the evening?

"What do you say first?" Qiu Zeyu said this, but the movements of his hands had already begun to go to the wardrobe to get a set of casual clothes very honestly.

Ji Citing glanced at Lin Manrong, who was sitting in the living room eating, and said expressionlessly, "Someone is injured." ”

"If you're hurt, you're hurt, and you're going to trouble me for such a small thing?" Qiu Zeyu turned on the mobile phone and put it on the table, and his tone was indifferent.

He is not Ji Citing's personal doctor, every time he calls him over for something, he doesn't see Ji Citing give him any benefits.

"What did you say?" Ji Citing asked rhetorically with a slight squint.

Qiu Zeyu swallowed his saliva, although Ji Citing was not standing in front of him, he still felt the slightest coolness coming from the other end of the phone.

"I said I'll go right away!" Qiu Zeyu said something against his will, and then quickly cut off the phone, and the water in his hair was not dried, and he rushed directly to Ji Citing's villa.

After arriving at Ji Citing's villa, Qiu Zeyu was almost so angry that he vomited blood.

Qiu Zeyu and Lin Manrong were both confused.

"Resign, the injury you are talking about is the scratch mark on Xiaoman's hand?" Qiu Zeyu asked with some disbelieving.

"Hmm." Ji Citing stood aside, looking at the scratched place on Lin Manrong's hand, he felt uncomfortable.

Qiu Zeyu was confused, when he heard that someone was injured on his mobile phone just now, he thought it was so serious that it was bleeding like a river, but he didn't expect it to be such a small thing.

Wouldn't it be nice to say that you need ointment for this kind of trivial matter?

"You can give me the medicine you brought, and I'll apply it myself." Lin Manrong was also speechless, just a little injured, but he was so excited by Ji Citing.

Ji Citing stared at the ointment on Lin Manrong's hand, and asked, "If you were smashed, you also apply this?" ”

Qiu Zeyu nodded, "This medicine is very useful." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Qiu Zeyu reacted, "Smashed? Who was smashed? ”

Lin Manrong's movements in his hand stopped suddenly, thinking that he was just smashed by the violin, and he still didn't say anything.

Qiu Zeyu exhaled lightly, and when he thought of Ji Ciyan's statement that he had obtained a marriage certificate, his eyes were unconsciously a little erratic.

"I'll go up first, let's talk first." Lin Manrong saw that Qiu Zeyu looked like he wanted to say something alone with Ji Citing, picked up the ointment on the table, and walked upstairs with interest.

Seeing Lin Manrong's back disappearing at the top of the stairs, Qiu Zeyu finally asked, "I heard that you have obtained a license to get married, you and Xiaoman?" ”

"Any questions?" Ji Citing was lifted

eyelids, the wind said lightly, anyway, he didn't know how much gossip the people around him were.

Qiu Zeyu exhaled lightly, although he was mentally prepared at that time, but after hearing Ji Citing's answer with his own ears, he still felt a little incredulous.

"You're amazing! It's really not thinking about the consequences. Qiu Zeyu reached out and patted Ji Citing's shoulder.

Ji Citing hesitated, and what he wanted to say was not said in the end.

……

After Lin Manrong came out of the bathroom, his face looked loveless, and the place where his back was smashed was touched by hot water, so painful that Lin Manrong almost didn't jump out of the bathroom.

Drying his hair, Lin Manrong had no choice but to lie on the bed, the ointment given by Qiu Zeyu was quite good, it was cool and comfortable on his hands, but it was a pity that the position in the back was really weak.

Just thinking about it, Lin Manrong felt that there was suddenly an extra person beside him, and there was a cold wind blowing on his back.

"Ji Citing, what are you doing?" Lin Manrong opened his eyes, only to find that Ji Citing directly lifted the clothes on his body.

Ji Citing was silent, and saw Lin Manrong's back red, and his eyes were unconsciously cold and distressed.

"Don't move!" Ji Citing cherished the words like gold, and spit out two words from his mouth.

Lin Manrong was lying there in peace, only to see Ji Citing take the ointment given by Qiu Zeyu and help her apply the ointment awkwardly with one hand.

As soon as he saw Ji Citing's behavior, Lin Manrong knew that the eldest young master beside him had definitely never done such a thing, and now he actually helped her rub the medicine for the first time, which still made Lin Manrong feel a little moved.

"Thank you." Lin Manrong hesitated for a long time before he spit out three words from his mouth, and after finishing speaking, he always felt that something was wrong.

Ji Citing's hand holding the cotton swab stopped suddenly, glanced at Lin Manrong, and didn't say a word.

"By the way, I'm going to go to the school tomorrow to find Lin Zhuo, otherwise you still ......" Lin Manrong paused, "Tomorrow you should go and see Mrs. Ji, no matter who is right or wrong, anyway, she is an old man, and she will be like that because she is worried about you." ”

Ji Citing was stunned for a moment, he didn't think that Lin Manrong would say such words, it stands to reason that a person with a character like Lin Manrong, after being humiliated by Mrs. Ji like that, should never want to mention this person again.

After a long time, Ji Citing finally responded to the word 'um'.

The next day, Lin Manrong calculated the time for Lin Zhuo to go out after school, she just wanted to see what Lin Zhuo was hiding from her.

"Young lady, why don't you go get something to eat first? It's half an hour before school ends. ”

The driver looked at the time and saw that Lin Manrong had been sitting in the car for a long time, so he couldn't help but speak.

Lin Manrong shook his head, "No need, I came here on purpose, I'll be busy for a while, you help me pay attention, and tell me when I see Lin Zhuo." ”

"Okay, got it."

Time ticked by, Lin Manrong sat in the back seat with the computer, and tapped the keyboard from time to time.

About forty minutes later......

"Young lady, Xiao Zhuo is at the school gate." The driver turned his head and said something to Lin Manrong.

Lin Manrong subconsciously closed the computer in his hand, "Don't make a sound, follow me." ”

The car drove slowly, always keeping a certain distance from Lin Zhuo, and after a while, I saw Lin Zhuo walk into a video store.