Chapter 67: For Their Wounds

"Ranran! My good baby, you're so stupid this time! Don't you know that this Dai Wuchuan, he is the heir of the future Luohua Group, your father is not even a scum in his eyes, is it possible to use this to tempt others? Chen Randi's father spoke earnestly on the other end of the phone.

"I didn't expect to go to his company, this is an opportunity, I seized it, and I went to apologize to him another day, saying that I drank too much. People like him have seen more women of all kinds, a few cups of coffee is nothing, you have patience, take your time. ”

"Besides, what kind of woman is that, didn't you say that she was just an ordinary peasant girl? Accustomed to eating big fish and meat, occasionally get some refreshing small pickles to change the taste, just playing, big families are eventually married to the right family, and they will be abandoned after a while. ”

"Also, Ran Ran, no matter what, don't offend Dai Wuchuan."

Chen Ranran's father taught hard for a while before hanging up the phone.

His heart also moved slightly, let Ran Ran try it, it is best if he can take it down, and it is normal if he can't take it down, after all, ...... His family background is not comparable to that of Luohua Group.

When Dai Wuchuan saw Xiao Feng being carried out by a male colleague, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable, and quickly coped with the trouble in front of him, so he hurriedly stepped forward.

Well, before he could speak, the other party was already stunned and shouted: "Mr. Dai, hello." ”

Dai Wuchuan nodded slightly to him, and said lightly: "I'll take Xiaofeng back." ”

Yes, he came over on purpose to pick up the drunk Xiaofeng back to her rental house, he didn't have any other thoughts, but he was afraid that she would drink too much and it would not be safe to be alone outside.

However, the boy on the other side is already stupid, president, who came to pick up the person he was erecting? Get back? Where to go back? Isn't Kaede single? Isn't the news right? Actually, it's the president's woman.

My God, the after-sales brother remembered the hot movie ticket in his pocket, fortunately he hadn't made an appointment yet, otherwise he didn't know how to die, he hurriedly returned the boss's woman to the original owner, and was about to disappear in place, but he heard the boss say, "Underground love, you know." ”

The after-sales brother was stunned for a moment and nodded wildly, "I understand, I understand." ”

Then the girl ran away.

Well, while running, he thought, the moonlight is dark, and the light at the door of the hotel is not strong, and there are more than 30 people after sale today, all of them are basically dicks, and they will cut their hair tomorrow, and it is estimated that Mr. Dai will not recognize anyone.

No, not tomorrow, go get your hair cut now...... I won't go to the company tomorrow and go straight back to the original residency project.

Dai Wuchuan took Xiao Feng, only to feel that she was soft, and the whole person was hanging on herself, and sighed in her heart, Fortunately, I came over in person.

At this time, Xiao Feng was still talking about something intermittently.

Dai Wuchuan was very tall, and Xiao Feng had a feeling that he was about to hang her upright, so he simply hugged the person horizontally, walked to the front of the car, put it on the passenger seat, fastened her seat belt, and then started the car and drove towards the DD community.

"Whoever comes, drink it! From now on, we will be friends. ”

"I tell you, there really is life on Mars, I've been there, in my dreams."

"I'll tell you, I've caught snakes, one on one hand, skinned them, and roasted them to eat."

“......。”

Xiao Feng sat in the passenger seat, his eyes open and closed, and his mouth was still nagging.

Until the car drove into the DD community and stopped, Xiao Feng was still talking to himself.

"I've also fought with gangsters, and I've hung up the lottery, you see this is it." Xiao Feng pointed to the top of his left arm as he spoke.

Dai Wuchuan parked the car, pulled the handbrake, turned his face, and looked at the position Xiao Feng pointed.

The T-shirt she wore today had short sleeves and a 6-centimeter-long scar like a small centipede, which was particularly dazzling on her white arms.

Dai Wuchuan's eyes crossed with a touch of emotion, he frowned, and finally reached out and gently touched the scar, as if an electric current crawled down his fingertips to his palm, spread to his arm, and finally to his heart, a little painful, a little numb.

There it is for their wounds!