didn't hear the expected sound of begging for mercy, but was angry by Secretary Zhou, dragged a stick from the ground and slapped Wen Mian's body fiercely.

"I'll see how hard you can be! Please, if you beg me, I'll let you go, hahahaha! ”

Secretary Zhou, who had begun to lose consciousness, seemed to feel the pleasure of revenge in the muffled sound of the stick beating on the flesh, and waved the stick with a cruel smile, smashing it on Wen Mian's body again and again.

"Stop!"

An angry cry seemed to come from the sky, Wen Mian tried to open her eyes and look through the blood flowing from her forehead, and a figure kicked away Secretary Zhou, who was violent to her, so that she was finally able to breathe for a long time.

Yu Jinshu ran over and hugged Wen Mian, seeing the scars on her body, her face was even more miserable, which made him angry and wanted to kill.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm sorry, it's all because I'm late, I'm sorry......"

Wen Mian felt the warmth from him in Yu Jinshu's arms, and listened to his whispering comfort to herself, the pain on her body seemed to disappear, and she tried to open her mouth to tell him that she was fine, but the gradually disappearing consciousness finally made her faint.

When Wen Mian woke up, what caught his eyes was a piece of snow white, and the smell of disinfectant water unique to the hospital filled his nose.

"You're finally awake, how's it going, what's the pain on your body now?"

Wen Mian turned her head to look at the source of the voice, and saw Yu Jinshu, who was nervous, actually standing in front of her hospital bed, and saw her wake up and her face seemed to be pity and guilt.

"Why are you here?"

Wen Mian, who was still very weak, opened her mouth to speak, her voice was still a little hoarse, Yu Jinshu poured a glass of water from the bedside, and helped her sit up very intimately, and personally fed the water to her mouth.

"I was also attacked today, and I was rescued by the bodyguards and went to the company to find that you didn't come to work and felt that something was wrong, so I used the relationship to find out that it was Secretary Zhou who was behind the ghost, and found the place where he was holding you."

Yu Jinshu looked at Wen Mian, who had a blue nose and swollen face, and his eyes were so thick that Wen Mian couldn't breathe.

"I'm sorry I'm late and made you suffer so much."

"It's okay, I'm thick-skinned and thick-backed, you don't have to be so ......"

Wen Mian was a little shy, although his current appearance must be ugly and unseeable, but his eyes were really shy, and what he said was so heartwarming to the woman that she couldn't help but show the look of her little daughter, and she didn't dare to look him in the eyes at all.

Wen Mian's eyes, who were evading his sight, fell, and he saw that Yu Jinshu's hands were also covered with bandages, and he grabbed his hand in surprise and took a closer look.

"What's wrong with your hand, President? Are you also injured? Is it serious, why aren't you lying in a hospital bed, what are you doing sitting here? ”

Yu Jinshu chuckled, patted the nervous Wen Mian, and comforted her.

"I'm fine, it's just that I accidentally got a little injured when I arrested Secretary Zhou with the police, it's not serious."

Wen Mian, who was attracted by Yu Jinshu's laughter, fell into his deep eyes as soon as he raised his head, and said a soft 'oh' and was about to withdraw his hand, but Yu Jinshu held it with his backhand.

She tried to pull away with a little force, but her grip tightened.

A strong ambiguous atmosphere permeated the entire ward, pink bubbles spread all over the warm heart, and just when she thought her heart was about to jump out of her chest, the mobile phone on the table rang.

"I'm sorry I'll answer the phone."

Wen Mian, whose face was flushed, quickly withdrew his hand, pretending not to be embarrassed to pick up the phone and answer it, but before he could speak, he heard a quarrel on the other end of the phone.

"You tell your daughter yourself, I'm divorced this time!"

"Why? I haven't done anything sorry for your mother and daughter, why did I agree to divorce! ”

"You've been muddy all your life and can't support the wall, what kind of painter are you? Have you raised our mother and daughter for a day, and have you ever given us a penny to spend? If I hadn't worked so hard to support this family for so many years......"

Listening to the daily quarrels of his parents on the phone, his face suddenly became cold and Wen Mian slowly hung up the phone.

It has always been like this, they have never cared about how their daughter's life is, no one has cared about their feelings, they brought the topic of divorce to their own three times and twice to quarrel, which made her disappointed in this family for a long time.