She took advantage of Bo Yunxiu's lack of attention and quickly wiped away a handful of tears.

But just at the moment when Bo Yunxiu turned around, she was shocked, and immediately raised her voice, angrily scolding him: "I have been so seriously injured and I only reacted now, did your nervous system go home to farm?!".

"Why can't you even feel this?!"

"Now everyone is very busy and has no time to play with you, fortunately I am a doctor, otherwise you have to go to the hospital now, and the treatment process will be delayed back and forth, and it will only be you who will be inflamed and infected by the wound!"

She carefully sanitized it with a cotton swab while chattering and reprimanding him.

"Shhh...... It hurts ......."

The cotton swab accidentally pressed on the overturned flesh, causing Bo Yunxiu's painful back to twitch.

Duan Hanshuang raised his voice again and continued to output: "How do you know it hurts now? I thought you couldn't feel the pain, it's so big that it's rotten and you haven't said a word until now......

"Okay," Bo Yunxiu was a little helpless, turning his head to look at her reddish eyes, "I'm fine, it's just a bruise, how can a man not be a little injured, this is a symbol of a man!"

Bo Yunxiu's face was pale in pain, and there were fine beads of sweat on his forehead, but he still squeezed out a smile to coax Duan Hanshuang to be happy.

As everyone knows, the more reluctant he is, the more Duan Hanshuang's heart hurts.

She stared at Bo Yunxiu tightly and didn't look away for a while.

Bo Yunxiu propped one hand on his chest, and the other hand was free to touch her face.

He stretched out as if probing, hesitated a few times halfway, and thought that Duan Hanshuang would not turn his head, but she didn't.

This bold attempt gave Bo Yunxiu a little hope, and as if he was afraid of missing something, he leaned over slightly and put his hand on her face.

It touched the warmth and softness of the memory.

The cold fingertips also made Duan Hanshuang sober up a lot, and he immediately slapped his hand away and said angrily, "Don't laugh! You're laughing worse than anyone else crying!"

Seeing that she had red eyes and had to hold back her emotions, Bo Yunxiu was indeed a little crying and laughing.

After treating the wound, Duan Hanshuang helped him into the room to rest, and saw a photo of her and Song Yishen on the bedside table.

Almost instantly, Bo Yunxiu's face visibly darkened.

"Smack!" Without warning, Duan Hanshuang was startled.

When I turned around, I found that the photo that had been standing up had been buckled on the table by someone, and one hand was pressed against it.

Bo Yunxiu stared at himself with a dark face, and his lips pursed slightly, like a child who was angry and waiting for others to coax him.

Duan Hanshuang didn't pay attention, and after going out, he walked in with a glass of milk and put it next to him.

Duan Hanshuang tried to tear his hand away, but Bo Yunxiu didn't move away or rest as if he did it on purpose.

Looking at the posture, it is possible to sit until dawn.

Duan Hanshuang sighed a little helplessly, and looked at him in front of him: "That's Chu Qiao."

Hearing this, Bo Yunxiu was stunned, and he didn't know how to react next.

Duan Hanshuang felt his hand loosen slightly, picked up the photo from his hand, and looked at it carefully, "It's really similar to me, no wonder you can admit your mistake."

Bo Yunxiu's eyes flashed with different colors, and his face suddenly couldn't hold back, "I didn't look carefully, the lighting here is not good, I accidentally saw the wrong one!"

Duan Hanshuang nodded with a pout, disapproving, and did not refute the desire in his words.

"Alright, let's go to bed after drinking milk." Duan Hanshuang was worried that his wound would not recover well, and a trace of sorrow twisted between his eyebrows.

Bo Yunxiu picked up the photo and looked at it carefully, comparing it, Duan Hanshuang's face was small and delicate, and it could be covered with a slap.

Her eyes are good-looking, not apricot eyes in the traditional sense, but slightly narrow Danfeng eyes between fox eyes, shallow pupils, and thin lips, which also makes her always feel cold when she doesn't smile, and people don't get close.

"You learn from her, you see how beautiful she laughs,

Bo Yunxiu raised his eyebrows at the photo, "You smile better than her, you have to smile more."

Duan Hanshuang caught the evil smile on the corner of his mouth, took his photo, and turned to put it on the high cabinet at the door.

Then he turned to him and said, "Good night."

In the dim environment, Bo Yunxiu's brows furrowed suddenly, and he gritted his teeth and let out a cry of pain.

——

Song Yin and Song Yishen found her at Chu Luo's house, and the two were still a little surprised, Chu Luo did not run away, nor did he pretend to be at a loss.

Sitting in the living room, as if I knew they would come tonight, I was already waiting for them after making tea.

"Brother Yin, Brother Yi Shen~" She still greeted them with a smile on the corner of her mouth as before.

"Sit down, you guys!"

Song Yin's face was gloomy, she glanced around, and asked her, "Where are you hiding everyone?"

"Who?" Chu Luo looked dazed, "Do I need to hide someone?"

"I came to you today to bring you to Duan Hanshuang to apologize, what you did was too confused."

The smile on the corner of Chu Luo's mouth stiffened slightly, and he looked at Song Yishen meaningfully, "Brother Yin, have you listened to someone's nonsense, don't everyone believe it......

"Since Brother Yin has questions, let's sit down and have a good talk." Chu Luo made a gesture of please.

Song Yishen first cooperated with Chu Luo, and if he wanted to ask clearly, he would definitely tell him what happened at the airport.

Chu Luo is not a stupid person, the look in his eyes just now is a warning to Song Yishen.

But she was wrong, Song Yin had already questioned him on the way here.

This matter is not a secret in the first place, and even Song Yin can know it as long as he puts a little effort into the investigation, and does not pierce the window paper.

First, for the sake of his father's face, he didn't want to make trouble in the family, and secondly, for the sake of the company's internal consolidation, rashly resigning the position of vice president would definitely lose the support of the group.

Song Yin told Song Yishen clearly in the back seat of the car: "I can investigate this matter in every detail, and I can turn a blind eye, I will let you go."

His tone was low and deep, revealing an invisible sense of oppression, and every note hit Song Yishen's heart.

"Just because I let you go doesn't mean I can't do anything to you," he lowered his eyes slightly, and his words seemed to inadvertently spill out between his teeth, "If you want, I can always accept your challenge."

Although he said that his challenge was not even eye-catching.

Song Yishen's face was pale, and he didn't speak for a long time.

At this time, in front of Song Yin, he was like an all-round transparent person, *** was spied on by Song Yin cleanly, and even the little Jiujiu in his heart seemed to be guessed.

Thinking like this, he was not so worried about Chu Luo, and his eyes were much harder when he looked at her.

"You sent someone to murder Duan Hanshuang three times and twice, the first time Duan Hanshuang didn't care, I hope you can mend your ways, but what do you think? How dare you this time?"

"Although Chu Qiao is mixed in the gray area, she has been above board all her life, she did it and she never concealed it, such a person, having a sister like you is simply her sorrow!"

Chu Luo's hand pouring tea paused slightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was completely frozen, unable to go up or down in mid-air, and froze.

Chu Luo pulled a smile from the corner of his mouth and said in a low voice, "Sister is very good, and I often miss her."

Song Yishen: "You don't deserve to think about her at all!"

"Luo Luo, come back with me and admit your mistakes." Song Yin's tone softened a lot, and Xu heard the word Chu Qiao.

Chu Luo also raised his head slowly because of these words, and looked at Song Yin with tears in his eyes: "Brother Yin also misses his sister very much, right?"

"Why don't we burn Duan Hanshuang and burn it to my sister, my sister will be very happy to see it......

Song Yishen frowned, and a chill quickly climbed from his back to the top of his head.

This woman thinks so Jane

It's crazy.

He immediately spoke out to stop: "Chu Luo, you are simply a madman!"

"Brother, don't talk nonsense with her, go straight to the judicial process! The person who hurt Duan Hanshuang can't let her go!"

Chu Luo didn't have the slightest fear, and looked straight at Song Yin: "Brother Yin, are you here to arrest me?"

"That's only the last thing I want to see but have to do, Lolo, be obedient, okay?"

"Brother Yin, Brother Yi Shen, you all like Duan Frost, right?"

Hearing this, both of them were stunned for a moment.

"Luo Luo, emotional matters can't be forced, even if there is no frost, I won't like you, because I have always treated you as a sister."

"Don't be obsessed, as long as you are willing to admit your mistakes, you are still my good Luoluo."

He stepped forward to take her hand, Chu Luo went to get the teacup, and dodged it without leaving a trace.

The slightly drooping eyes reflected the tea, as if it was covered with a layer of fog.

"You're all in love with Duan Hanshuang, if my sister knew, she might want to die too."

"My sister is irreplaceable," Chu Luo looked up at Song Yin in a daze, "No matter who it is, don't try to replace your sister!"

Song Yin moved his lips and didn't speak, and in the next second, many people poured in from all directions, holding guns and pointing them at Song Yin.

The expression on Song Yishen's face was surprised and guarded, and then it was incredulous.

Chu Luo's eyes raised slightly, and he took a sip of tea gently, with a lazy look between his eyebrows, "I said, no one wants to replace my sister."

"Luo Luo, do you have to make mistakes again and again?"

"Am I wrong?" Chu Luo's voice rose suddenly, and his soft voice was as sharp as a torn cloth, and a sharp line crossed the night sky:

"I'm not wrong! It's you who are at fault, you have long forgotten your sister! Have you forgotten how affectionate you were at the beginning? If it weren't for the sudden frost, would you break off my engagement with me?!"

"No! You won't, so ......" her angry chest rose and fell, "it's all your fault! I'm right!"

"Luo Luo," Song Yin looked distressed, "How did you become like this now?"