Standing in place, Yuan Heting suddenly strode out under the manager's trembling gaze.

The shaking wind chimes jingled, the manager let out a long sigh of relief, his clothes were soaked in cold sweat, and he beckoned to the waiting waiter: "Come here, clean up." ”

"Yes." In response, the waiter cleaned up the debris and meal cloths scattered on the ground in twos and threes, neatly and orderly.

A waiter peeked at the manager and saw his weak limbs, and couldn't help but ask curiously: "Manager, who was that person just now, and why was he so respectful to him." ”

The manager glanced at her and said impatiently: "It's the boss, pay attention in the future, don't make any mistakes again." ”

"Yes, manager." Whispering, the waiter recalled Yuan Heting's ruthless and elegant movements during the fight, and his heartbeat was twice as fast as usual.

She looked out the door, and there was no sign of the man.

………………

Out of the store, Yuan Heting saw the two people not far away at a glance, and Mo Jin Yuan's expression of grinning for sympathy was particularly dazzling.

He paused, subconsciously glanced at his arm, and chased after him in a few steps.

Standing firmly in the middle like an obstacle, Yuan Heting exuded a meaning that could not be ignored.

Mo Jin Yuan's expression converged, and he asked vigilantly, "What are you doing here?" ”

still remembers those few words, at this time, for Yuan Heting, Mo Jin Yuan unabashedly expressed his dislike.

He is not a generous person, not to mention facing a rival and a scumbag, it is strange that he can have a good face.

Quickly moved towards Su Wuxi, and before Mo Jin Yuan could speak, he saw Yuan Heting take off his suit and pull open the cuffs of his shirt, revealing the blue and purple fist marks on his arms.

"I've been injured in more than one place." Cold eyes flashed, and Yuan Heting blocked Mo Jin Yuan without a trace.

He turned his head again, and there was a red mark on the lower right corner of his cheek: "Help me with the wound." ”

Being looked at by him deeply, it actually made Su Wuxi feel a faint sense of guilt, as if she had beaten her.

However, this has nothing to do with her at all, why should she help him treat his wounds!

Turning his head coldly, Su Wuxi suppressed the inexplicable feeling, and crossed him to leave, Yuan Heting reached out and grabbed her wrist.

"Help me with my wounds, the loss of the restaurant is offset." The bank card is held between the fingertips, and it is black and white.

Su Wuxi curled the corners of his lips, "Mr. Yuan is afraid that he is mistaken, this is not my bank card, and the loss has nothing to do with me, who should pay whom." ”

She has always eaten soft rather than hard, and Yuan Heting's suggestion couldn't make any ripples in her heart at all.

Glancing at Mo Jin Yuan, Su Wuxi withdrew his hand, this time it was very smooth, Yuan Heting did not stop her, she successfully crossed the man and passed by him.

Just after walking a few steps, Yuan Heting's bland tone came from behind him: "You picked it cleanly, but the cause of the incident is you, Su Wuxi!" ”

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have fought with him, and I wouldn't have let the store lose so many customers, and my store wouldn't allow me to hold me accountable?"

The tail note rose, the danger was self-evident, and Su Wuxi stopped his pace.

She frowned, then stretched out again, looking at Mo Jin Yuan suspiciously.

Mo Jin Yuan shook his head, his face full of chagrin, and he had an indescribable feeling when he thought of having consumed countless times in that store.

It's like being blocked by a stone, not up or down, and uncomfortable.

His expression betrayed his heart, Su Wuxi turned around and asked as he walked, "What do you want?" ”

Yuan Heting drew an inconspicuous arc, he pointed to the wound on his face, and calmly: "Help me deal with the wound." ”

It's a very simple request, but if the object is changed to Yuan Heting, it becomes extremely difficult.

She looked at the handsome face that was extremely familiar, and her heart turned a thousand times, he didn't seem to have played a scoundrel like this before.

On the contrary, during this time, he was behaving strangely, and she began to wonder what he was thinking.

Sighing lightly, she compromised: "You two go to my house together, wait for the wound to be treated, and leave!" ”

The last two words are categorical, they are undoubtedly in tone, and Mo Jin Yuan pursed his lips a little aggrievedly: "Can you let me wait for Wang Ruoxi to come back and say a few words to her." ”

He looked at Su Wuxi hopefully, hoping to get a positive answer, but was rejected.

She wrenched her face and said fairly: "There is something to talk about on WeChat, there are not so many excuses." ”

Lowering his head in frustration, Mo Jin Yuan glared at Yuan Heting fiercely, implying a warning.

Ignoring it, the person next to him lowered his voice, a little more magnetic than usual: "Go!" ”

At this moment, Mo Jin Yuan couldn't say it in person no matter how much he had an opinion, and he came to the destination with a depressed mood.

followed into the door, and the two stood one after the other, not in a hurry.

Su Wuxi glanced back at them, bent down and took out two pairs of brand-new slippers from the shoe cabinet and placed them on the ground: "Change shoes, come in." ”

After speaking, she put her bag on the sofa cushion and poured two more glasses of water, one left and one right, just opposite.

Glancing unhurriedly over the slippers, Yuan Heting's eyes were unclear, and a storm seemed to be brewing.

She lives here alone, how can there be a man's slippers?

Although both pairs were unopened, it still made Yuan Heting's heart uncomfortable, and his expression turned cold.

After thinking about it, Mo Jin Yuan had already passed him and sat on the sofa, moving some big slippers, he took a sip of water, and asked casually: "Su Wuxi, why do you still have men's slippers here, aren't you with Wang Ruoxi?" ”

Nervously clasping the cup, Mo Jin Yuan lowered his eyes to cover the emotions inside.

Su Wuxi, who was about to enter the bedroom, replied casually: "Ruoxi asked me to buy it, saying that if a guest comes one day, I will use it." ”

In just a few words, Mo Jinyuan's heart was relaxed, Yuan Heting's face improved, and he sat slowly opposite Mo Jinyuan.

When I raised my eyes, I saw a casual glance at each other, a silent confrontation, and sparks flew everywhere.

When Su Wuxi came out with the spare medical kit, he saw the two of them who did not interfere with each other, and they were safe.

Finally quieted down.

Thinking back to the confrontation along the way, she lowered her head and opened the medicine box, neatly placing cotton swabs, alcohol and band-aids on the table.

"Which of you comes first?" The tone was soft, although with deliberate seriousness, Mo Jin Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he preemptively said, "I'll go first." ”

Seeing Su Wuxi walking towards him as he wished, Mo Jin Yuan threw Yuan Heting a provocative look, and the other party sneered lightly and closed his eyes.

I don't want to talk to him!

Mo Jin Yuan froze, turned his head to the cotton swab soaked in alcohol, and his expression stiffened.

He only thought about seizing the opportunity, but forgetting that there was a price to be paid for it, and feeling the tenderness of pain, he slowly showed a satisfied smile.

By the time the two of them had thoroughly healed their wounds, it was already half an hour later.

Throwing the swab in her hand into the trash and putting the neatly folded items in the medicine box, she began to drive away: "Alright, you can go." ”

After a busy morning, first sweating at the ski slopes, and then being forcibly interrupted when eating in the restaurant, now she just wants to take a shower, change clothes, and then solve the lunch.

After formulating what to do next, Su Wuxi glanced at it and found that the two men were still sitting motionless, as if they were going to take root here.

She was slightly displeased: "When I came, I said that I would take care of the wound and leave, and I hope that Mr. Yuan can do what he says." ”

She was referring to the bank card thing.

The things she caused have now been solved in her way, so the people who are still in her house can leave.

Comprehending the underlying meaning, Yuan Heting glanced at her deeply, opened the door and left, crisply and neatly.

Mo Jinyuan, who originally wanted to stay for a while, hesitated for a while, followed behind Yuan Heting, and the whole room quieted down.

Su Wuxi cleaned up the living room, took home clothes, and went to the bathroom.

Soon there was a sound of rushing water inside, and in the thick mist, a beautiful figure loomed, and there was no excess fat.

Wiping a handful of water droplets on her face, Su Wuxi fumbled and took off a towel to wrap her hair, and after drying her body, she put on the new home clothes that Wang Ruoxi helped her buy.

The pink color, lining her fair skin, softens the cold temperament.

Rubbing her half-dried hair loosely, she was about to enter the kitchen when the doorbell rang.

Who else will come at this time?

After being puzzled for a few seconds, Su Wuxi turned around, twisted the doorknob, and Yuan Heting's tall figure came into view.

She became vigilant: "Did you forget to take something?" ”

While asking, she naturally swept around the sofa, and there were no extra items.

The coherent movements made Yuan Heting chuckle, and his hand was propped up in the crack of the door, which just blocked Su Wuxi's action of wanting to close the door: "No, I suddenly felt very painful from my wound halfway through, can you please let me in and rest for a while?" ”

The polite words were completely different from usual, Su Wuxi's hand loosened slightly, Yuan Heting pushed the door in, and sat on the sofa with great familiarity.

When she reacted, it was no longer easy to refuse, she closed the door a little harder, and asked, "I remember that you don't have a few injuries on your body." ”

Yuan Heting lifted his thin lips lightly: "There is nothing on the surface, but there is secretly, and some injuries are inconvenient to expose." ”

He glanced pointedly at his back, where he had been slamming into the table during the fight, and had been aching.

Su Wuxi choked: "Since it is inconvenient to go to the hospital for exposure, internal and external injuries can be detected, Mr. Yuan has every opportunity, and his body must be taken care of." ”

The euphemistic words made Yuan Heting chuckle again, and leaned on the sofa relaxedly, for a long time: "I can't move, it hurts, I don't want to go to the hospital, I hate the smell of the hospital." ”

When it came to the hospital, he couldn't help but think of Su Wuxi's car accident, the feeling of being helpless, he didn't want to taste it again.

His eyes darkened, he glanced at the open kitchen, and said lightly: "Because I didn't eat at noon, can I trouble you, and the salary will be paid." ”

Su Wuxi: "............"