The security officer glanced at him and pointed to the canopy not far behind him with his jaw: "There!" ”

Imes walked in the direction he was pointing, and when he saw the Yuan Mengshu standing in the canopy, his heart finally settled down.

At this time, Yuan Mengshu was wet from head to toe, his lips were white, and his wet hair was scattered on his cheeks, looking so embarrassed.

"Why did you make yourself like this?" Imus frowned, threw the umbrella in his hand, and took off his coat and wrapped it around her slightly trembling body.

With such a big wind and rain, his body is still wet like this, no wonder his lips are cold and white.

Yuan Mengshu, who was depressed, felt a trace of warmth on her body, she raised her little face faintly, her eyes fell on his face through the mist of tears, and she couldn't tell whether he was Yi Mu Chen or Yi Mu Si for a while.

"With such a big typhoon, do you want to be blown into the river?" Imes couldn't help but reproach again.

"It's boring to be alive......." Tears rolled down Yuan Mengshu's eyes.

"So you're here to die?" Imus was angry: "Do you think you can't live if you think it's boring?" Don't forget your current identity, you are the eldest and youngest grandmother of the Yi family who married home at a high price, your life does not belong to you for a long time, even if you want to die, it will not be your turn to make your own decisions! Unless you can pay back all the money you owe to the Yi family! ”

Yuan Mengshu stared at him in a daze, she finally saw clearly that the man in front of her was not Yimuchen, but Yimus, and only Yimus could say such bad things all along.

But what he said was so reasonable.

That's right, she was bought by the Yi family with money, and her life has long been out of her own.

As soon as Imus grabbed her arm, and with a pull, Yuan Mengshu instantly fell into his arms.

He hugged her, closed his eyes, inhaled, and struggled to control the urge to strangle her.

Although he was indifferent and venomous, his embrace was generous and warm, making Yuan Mengshu reluctant to come out as soon as he leaned in. She needed such a warm embrace so much, whether he was Imuchen or Imus .......

Next to a star-rated hotel, Yimus brought Yuan Mengshu into the hotel suite, and asked the front desk lady to send a set of clean clothes.

Yuan Mengshu was lying in the bathtub filled with warm water, and his mood began to calm down little by little.

It wasn't until she felt her whole body warm that she got up and dressed, dried her hair, opened the bathroom door and stepped out.

Outside the bathroom, Imes paced around the room talking on the phone: "...... My car was towed away by the traffic police by the river, and a car was sent to me to the Fuyi Hotel...... Traffic control? So what to do? Can't let me stay in the hotel all the time....... ”

Imes yelled impatiently at Assistant Lin on the other end of the phone, then hung up the phone and threw it on the sofa.

Yuan Mengshu stood barefoot behind him, not daring to move.

Imes's car was towed away, and now she is trapped in the hotel and can't get out, so she is naturally weak as the culprit.

The typhoon has made strong landfall in Ben Thanh, so even if you give him a car now, you can't go. It seems that the typhoon is not stopping, and neither she nor he wants to leave the hotel.

As soon as Imus turned around, he saw her guilty, glanced at her and said, "I can't walk for the time being, if you're tired, go to bed and sleep." ”