For some reason, Jing Chen subconsciously blurted out: "Yan Shang, take her to the hospital." ”

Yan Shang got the order, and he stepped forward to help her: "Little girl, let's go, let's take you to the hospital to treat the wound." ”

But Chenxin didn't move, but hugged her arm even tighter.

Jing Chen is an extremely efficient person at work, especially after he has lost his memory, his behavior has become very indifferent and cold.

He had wasted too much time on this little girl, and his eyebrows were already a little impatient, and he stepped forward with long legs, leaned over and hugged her.

Wen Xin's body stiffened, raised her eyes and looked at him with a little horror, and her hands were hanging in the air and she didn't know where to put them.

And the words and quotient on the side are already close to the petrified state, and the cold-hearted big boss actually takes the initiative to hug people, and he is still a woman...... Ahh

You must know that his fiancée, Miss Fu, does not have this treatment.

Don't think too much, he hurriedly stepped forward to open the back door for the boss, Jingchen carried the person into the back seat, and then got into the car.

Soon, the car drove away.

Wen Xin sat in a corner with some trepidation, and the driving Yanshang looked in the rearview mirror: "Boss, where are we going?" ”

"Hospital."

As soon as the words fell, the girl next to her excitedly refused: "If you don't go to the hospital, I won't go." ”

Jingchen's dark eyes glanced at her secretly, and after seeing the thick begging in her eyes, his heart softened: "Go back to the Dust Garden." ”

"Yes."

Half an hour later, the Dust Garden.

When she got out of the car, Jingchen didn't hug her anymore, she limped into the villa with the man.

The man casually put his coat on the sofa in the living room, and then called a middle-aged woman, who was supposed to be his maid, and said, "Give her medicine." ”

After saying that, the man went upstairs.

The maid brought the medicine box, beckoned Wen Xin to sit on the sofa, and gently pulled up her trouser legs: "Why is it so badly injured?" ”

Wen Xin bit her lip: "I'm sorry for you." ”

"It's okay, I'll give you alcohol first, it might hurt a little."

The girl in front of her was as big as her daughter, although she was a little embarrassed, but she couldn't hide her innate temperament and beauty.

This made the maid Zhao's mother cherish her even more.

After taking the medicine, Zhao's mother helped her to the maid's room, and then took out a pair of washed jeans: "This is my daughter's pants, you are about the same height as her, if you don't dislike it, change it first." ”

Wen Xin pursed her lips: "Thank you." ”

"Then I'll go and call Mr. for dinner first."

……

Wen Xin is not a person in this villa after all, she plans to say hello to Zhao's mother and leave after changing her clothes, besides, I don't know if my aunt knows that she is missing now.

If you know, you should be in a hurry.

But when she returned to the living room, she saw Jing Chen coming down from upstairs, he had changed into a home clothes, his hair was slightly wet, and he should have bathed.

His tall figure was getting closer and closer to her, Wen Xin's heart trembled subconsciously, but the man went straight to the restaurant past her, and left a sentence: "Come and eat." ”

Wen Xin wanted to say no, but selfishness forced her to follow suit.

During the meal, Wen Xin was a little restrained, and Jingchen was not a person who talked much, so the whole meal process was very quiet and kind.

And this calm was broken by a rush of doorbells.

The chopsticks in Jing Chen's hand were stunned, her brows were tightened, and Zhao's mother hurriedly went to the entrance, she did not rush to open the door, but asked Jing Chen's opinion: "Sir, it's Miss Fu." ”

Jingchen put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth with a napkin elegantly, and then got up, and said coldly while going upstairs: "Let her come to the study to see me." ”

"Yes."

The door outside opened and closed, and then a gentle lady's voice came: "Mother Zhao, where is Jingchen?" ”

"Sir is waiting for you in the study." Zhao's mother was respectful.

The woman chuckled, "I'll go." ”

Then there was a sound of high heels that were fading away, and the flamboyant and hurried disappeared at the top of the stairs, and it is not difficult to imagine how happy the woman's mood was at this time.

Wen Xin had long since lost her appetite, and she felt that it was time to go.

But the man didn't say anything just now, he saved her after all, and he should say goodbye to him.

new