Chapter 3 Treating Wounds
He Yumo, who originally wanted to accept it when he saw it, never thought that he would meet Ling Han here, and what was even funnier was that he fell and ate, shouldn't he be questioning his ability again?
"Ling Han, in fact, my EQ is a little low, my IQ has always been fine, I am really the third runner-up in the Milan fashion show! I want to come back and help you *** fall in love, one more person and more strength, right? He Yumo looked at Ling Han with a sincere face and said.
In fact, she didn't just want to make the deal with Ling Han, she wanted to see Zheng Shiming's bastard get the retribution he deserved as soon as possible.
Ling had a cold face, and he didn't mean to speak. He clearly understood that helping her two years ago was not because they had a common enemy, because he had enough to deal with Zheng Shiming alone, and as for why she signed the deal, it seemed that it was purely his selfish desire, and he coveted the face that was similar to the one he once fell madly in love with.
"What do you mean? I don't want to go to Milan anyway. He Yumo directly played his hole cards with Ling Han.
Ling Han raised his eyes, glanced at her coldly, and said, "Your hand is injured!" ”
"I don't want to go." He Yumo still looked at Ling Han stubbornly, it seemed that she was the only one who dared to look at Ling Han's face like this, and there was no trace of fear.
Ling Han didn't look at her, turned around and walked out of the bedroom. He Yumo was still unwilling to shout at the tall back: "I won't go, I won't go!" ”
Hearing the voice behind him, the corners of Ling Han's mouth rose slightly, why didn't he want her to stay? Just don't give her a little hard to eat, she always looks self-righteous.
But it's been two years, and he sees her achievements and progress in his eyes, but her stubborn and stubborn character has not been worn out, and she is still an angular mess of stones, stubborn.
He Yumo sat quietly on the bed in the bedroom, lowering her head as if she was pondering something, and suddenly raised her head again, with a slight sigh of emotion.
"What are you doing?" After not knowing how many times he lowered his head and raised his head, He Yumo bumped into Ling Han's cold and handsome face, even if he pretended to be very calm, he still couldn't control the slight surging in his heart.
Ling Han didn't look at her, he directly grabbed her injured arm domineeringly, looking at the bloody wound, Junyi's brows were wrinkled together, this woman always didn't know how to protect herself, what was strong, and in the end, it wasn't that she was in pain.
He Yumo had long been accustomed to Ling Han's silence, and it was the same two years ago, seeing that Ling Han had no other actions, she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.
"Ahh
Ling Han still ignored someone's wrinkled face, and continued to wipe her arm with a cotton swab, He Yumo couldn't help it, a howl like killing a pig shook the entire room, and Ling Han's cold face that had not changed for a hundred years still twitched involuntarily.
"Do you know it hurts? I thought you weren't afraid of heaven and earth! Ling Han said jokingly, her slender eyes narrowed together, and she clearly saw him laughing.
A breeze blew from the window, He Yumo's long hair was gently danced by the breeze, and the position of the tips of the hair swept over Ling Han's handsome face intentionally or unintentionally, Ling Han finally couldn't stand the tingling feeling, and raised his head to meet He Yumo's eyes.
The deep and unfazed black eyes met the flustered and overwhelmed eyes, and time seemed to stop at this moment, like two long-lost couples meeting each other, with unknown feelings in their eyes.
"Didi......" Ling Han's mobile phone beside the bed rang.
He Yumo said with a little flustery: "Ling Han, your mobile phone." ”
Ling Han turned his gaze unhappily, picked up his mobile phone and pressed the answer button, as if he didn't mean to avoid He Yumo.
"Hey."
"What's the matter?"
"Okay, I'll go right away."
After Ling Han finished a few short sentences, he put the phone in his trouser pocket, got up and prepared to leave, his face didn't seem to look so good.
He Yumo immediately asked, "What happened?" ”
"Lianyi held a banquet at the Novartis Hotel." It was another short sentence, and by the time He Yumo reacted, Ling Han's figure had already disappeared.
Zheng Shiming's cocktail party, how could she be without She He Yumo? He Yumo, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, had a flickering smile on the corner of his mouth......