Chapter 309: What Does It Have to Do With You
"Damn!" She couldn't help but curse in a low voice, and her body squatted on the ground with a limp, "I obviously heard someone shouting for the police." β
"Shake it off now." Ji Yanhe said, her calf touched her arm, and her tone was indifferent: "Get up." β
"I can't get up." She raised her head and pursed her mouth, her tone with a coquettishness that she didn't notice: "I'm tired...... I was almost killed just now! β
She is really strange, she has also run so far, for so long, she is dying, why is Ji Yanhe not breathing?
Although people and people's physical strength are different, this is too different, right?
"Lack of exercise." Ji Yanhe snorted coldly and sneered: "It seems that you are not only simple-minded, but also have simple limbs. β
"What did you say!" Jiang Wenlu's eyes widened when he heard this, and he was angry!
Anyway, she was also because she dragged him to hide from the police, if he hadn't suddenly run to fight, she wouldn't have run away!
"Stare at what? Am I wrong? It's only a few steps away? Ji Yanhe bent down to hold her arm and easily pulled her up, "After I go back, I will run on the treadmill for an hour every day." β
"What?" Jiang Wenlu couldn't believe his ears, and he couldn't wait to faint and pretend to be dead, "Then you kill me!" β
"Ahh
Suddenly, she didn't know what was wrong, screamed, and frantically pointed to the way they had run.
Ji Yanhe twisted his eyebrows, and flicked her head with his fingers, "What are you doing?" β
"Director Feng!" She jumped up excitedly, grabbed his arm, and said anxiously: "We left Director Feng behind!" He's not going to be arrested by the police, is he?! β
"No, it won't." Ji Yanhe shook off Jiang Wenlu's little paws, and his calm face became more and more displeased: "Do you think Feng Chengyu is as stupid as you?" β
But Jiang Wenlu was still not at ease, and quickly took out her mobile phone to make a call, until she heard Feng Chengyu over there say that she was okay and had returned to the hotel, and she put her heart back in her stomach.
On the way back to the hotel, Jiang Wenlu noticed that the back of the man's hand was broken, and immediately called the driver to stop near the pharmacy, and got out of the car and ran to buy iodine, cotton swabs and band-aids.
Pulling Ji Yanhe's hand over and putting it on her lap, she lowered her head to disinfect his wound, and then tore off the patch and prepared to put it on.
"Don't want this!" Ji Yanhe frowned and objected, and took his hand back.
Jiang Wenlu pursed his lips and held up a band-aid, "It's all torn, put it on quickly, otherwise it will be wasted." β
"No."
"It's better to stick that hand of yours, stick it on, otherwise what will you do if you touch it?"
"No."
This naΓ―ve guy!
Jiang Wenlu said that he was angry, kneaded the band-aid into a ball, and muttered in his mouth: "Love to stick it or not, kindness is treated as a donkey's liver and lungs." β
"What did you say?" The man's deep voice rang out.
She shrunk her neck and hurriedly shook her head: "No, it's nothing. β
Back at the hotel, the first thing Jiang Wenlu did was to knock on Feng Chengyu's door, and when she saw him standing there safe and sound, she smiled embarrassedly: "Director Feng, what happened?" β
"Not well, and then I left."
Seeing that he didn't want to say more, Jiang Wenlu couldn't figure out if he was angry that he only cared about pulling Ji Yanhe to run away and forgot about him.
"It's okay, it's a pity, and I didn't eat it deliciously...... Director Feng, are you hungry? Why don't I wait for a takeout? β
"No, I'm a little tired, so I'll rest first." Feng Chengyu looked very tired.
Jiang Wenlu was a little stunned, and hurriedly said, "Oh good, Director Nafeng, you can rest well." β
Feng Chengyu glanced at Ji Yanhe, who was standing behind her, and finally closed the door in silence.
Ji Yanhe saw the little woman in front of him hanging her head, looking like she had been hit, and she was a little unhappy.
He had a cold face and said in a deep voice: "What are you doing?" Take out the key card and open the door! β
"Oh." Jiang Wenlu reacted a little, took out the room card and handed it out.
Ji Yanhe took it and opened the door, reached over and grabbed her clothes, and pulled her into the door.
Jiang Wenlu lowered his head and walked behind him, muttering as he walked: "President, did you say Director Feng is really angry?" β
Throwing the room card on the table, Ji Yanhe sat down on the bed and said softly: "Whether he is angry or not, what does it have to do with you?" β
"But...... We threw him down. Jiang Wenlu raised his head and frowned, full of guilt.
Hearing her say us, the man's light brown eyes flashed, "Feng Chengyu is not so stingy, you go to take a bath, you are sweating and stinking to death." β
"Huh? Shall I go first? Jiang Wenlu was slightly surprised, "Isn't it impossible to take a bath before you?" β
She said the rules he had set out himself, "President, you go first." β
Ji Yanhe gritted his teeth, his face was a little ugly.
He forgot!
When she said it, it was like a slap in the face.
The man stood up with a dark face and walked to the bathroom, he looked back and saw her fiddling with her phone, and said indifferently: "I advise you not to disturb him." β
"What?"
Ji Yanhe leaned against the bathroom door frame and pointed to the mobile phone in her hand, "You don't want to contact Feng Chengyu?" β
God, you know this!
Jiang Wenlu pursed her lips and put down her phone, she really planned to send another text message of apology to Director Feng.
"He hates being disturbed during breaks, and he has a serious wake-up gas." Ji Yanhe's face did not change and said that Feng Chengyu had no temper at all, and he did not have the heart to speak ill of people at all.
And Jiang Wenlu was naturally bluffed, and he was very glad that he didn't text to disturb Director Feng, otherwise he would definitely be hated.
"Got it, then I won't bother Director Feng."
Sure that she would not contact Feng Chengyu again, Ji Yanhe turned around and entered the bathroom, closing the door with a satisfied smile......
On the plane back to Jiangcheng, Jiang Wenlu was drowsy, and after several struggles, she still did not resist Zhou Gong's call and fell asleep soundly.
Ji Yanhe, who was sitting next to her, was reading the documents, and suddenly felt a weight on his shoulders, and when he turned his head, he saw that there was a small head melon on his shoulder, and the owner of the head melon was sleeping.
The stewardess came over at this moment, bent down and asked softly, "Sir, shall I help your wife get a blanket?" β
Ji Yanhe bowed slightly, and when the stewardess came back with the blanket, he took it with one hand, and casually shook it off and put it on Jiang Wenlu.
After doing this, inadvertently, he and Feng Chengyu in the next position met their eyes.
The four looked at each other, and after a few seconds, Feng Chengyu took the lead in looking away, and closed his eyes slightly.
Two hours later, the plane arrived at Jiangcheng Airport without incident.
Out of the airport, Feng Chengyu said that there was something wrong and left by car first.
Jiang Wenlu looked at his back as he left, turned his head and asked the man next to him: "President, why do I think Director Feng is still unhappy, didn't you say that he is not so stingy?" β
"How do I know?" The male voice sneered coldly, and after speaking, he got into the car by himself.
Leaving Jiang Wenlu alone in a daze, scratching her head, she muttered as she walked towards the car: "What, why are one or two so difficult!" Who is Ji Yanhe angry again? β