He stood in the dark, his eyelashes trembling slightly, and a cold black aura lingered between his delicate eyebrows.

He raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows, suppressing some kind of uncontrollable and uncomfortable feeling that was about to move.

After just a few seconds, Li Xichen put down his hand, and almost in the blink of an eye, he rushed back, and carefully hugged the girl who was almost covered in bruises on the ground into his arms.

When he saw her bloodied feet, Li Xichen's breathing suffocated, and his pale face seemed to be corroded by pain for a moment.

Jiang Nuan lay on his shoulder, grabbed his sleeve with both hands, cried very aggrieved, and sobbed and said, "...... You don't listen to me......"

Li Xichen took her in his arms and walked into a hotel on the street.

Both of them were soaking wet and embarrassed, and the front desk in front of the counter heard a guest coming in, and asked for ID cards without heading out.

Li Xichen glanced at her.

I don't know what his eyes were, the front desk almost immediately shuddered and handed over a room card, "Presidential Suite on the top floor!" ”

Li Xichen carried Jiang Nuan into the elevator and pressed the top button.

The elevator went all the way up, and soon reached the top floor, Li Xichen swiped the door with the room card, and carried the person directly into the bathroom.

He took off her wet clothes and put the person in the hot water.

……

Emperor.

Top floor, President's office.

Di Heng looked at the woman who came uninvited again and smiled, "Yiruo." ”

Du Yiruo stood in front of the window, still in the same posture that seemed to never change, with his hands in his white coat.

She had a pair of dark peach blossom eyes, looking at the drizzly night outside the window, and there was no expression on her face.

As for Di Heng's words behind him, I don't know if I didn't hear it, or I didn't want to pay attention to it.

Sure enough, I still hold a grudge.

Di Heng pursed his lips and smiled.

Don't look at this woman, but as soon as she meets that man, she is an existence that allows others to pinch and frustrate.

That man is really hard-hearted, look at what the hell a good girl has been tortured into.

Di Heng walked to the wine cabinet, took out a bottle of red wine, took two more luminous glasses, poured them full, walked to the window, and handed a glass to Du Yiruo.

Du Yiruo looked at the wine that was handed to him, and after a moment took it, resting it in his hand and shaking it gently.

Di Heng lazily leaned in front of the window, looked at the lights of thousands of homes outside the window, and asked with a smile, "Do you want to hear my advice?" ”

Du Yiruo's gaze fell on his face, and he pulled out a faint smile, "I heard that An Qiqing came to Tianjing City a few days ago?" ”

"It's a disaster, and now it's been sent away," Di Heng generously provided information, "After all, Mrs. Li grew up." ”

Du Yiruo sneered, "I thought that woman was so durable, but it turned out that she was also incompetent." ”

This tone of regret is so regretful that it hated iron and steel, and it was really ......

"Jiang Xiaonuan is not happy, her brother is even more unhappy, her brother is not happy, you are doubly happy, is this what you mean?" Di Heng stared at her.

Du Yiruo curled his lips and smiled, "That's a really good idea. ”

Di Heng, "......"

She drank the wine in her hand, placed the glass on the windowsill, and turned to walk down.

Di Heng looked at the swaying ponytail behind her, and suddenly asked, his tone was a little meaningful, "It's so late, where are you going?" ”

Du Yiruo opened the door, "Go and watch him, lest he suddenly die, then there will be no play." ”

As the words fell, her figure disappeared in place.

Di Heng's eyes were deep, and he didn't know how to sympathize......