The Romantic CEO

Jiang Yichen, dressed in a cold black windbreaker, came in without saying hello. He didn't even frown when he heard the doctor's words. He just said, "the medical expenses are recorded in my name."

He beat people like this. Lu Zhan was wrapped up in a mummy, but he didn't even mean to feel guilty.

He raised his face and wiped away the tears on his face. He sat there like a Bodhisattva and did not move.

Jiang Yichen's face became more heavy, and his jaw line became a tight curve. He narrowed his eyes slightly and motioned the doctor to go out.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Jiang Yichen came over and touched the top of his head. He looked at Lu Zhan, who was lying in the hospital bed. He opened his mouth and said sorry words, but there was no sense of apology between his eyebrows.

"Mr. Lu, there may be some misunderstanding between us. Don't worry about the medical expenses. I will bear them." He took care of the shoulder, slightly raised the corner of his lips: "miss is my wife, in that case, people will inevitably be in a hurry and impulsive point, don't take it to heart."

General manager Jiang is rich in social experience. This kind of argument is reasonable and well founded. It's an unusual man to beat people up. However, Lu Zhan has no way to refute it. However, if he is beaten like this, he can't be fooled by Jiang Yichen. He has a good temper.

Mr. Lu turned his face coldly and ignored.

Jiang Yichen was indifferent, neither embarrassed nor angry. He didn't come here to apologize. He didn't feel guilty about beating Lu Zhan into a bear. He came here more like a provocation and declaration of sovereignty.

"It seems that Mr. Lu doesn't want to accept my apology." The man seemed to sigh a little, it was a pity.

I can't help but roll my eyes. Mr. Jiang, which one of your words just now means to apologize. It is clear that although I hit you, because I am in a hurry, I have a reason. Don't take it to heart. Even if you are dissatisfied, you can't take me any more.

Her shoulder was pressed by Jiang Yichen, heavy and painful. She moved her arm, but the strength of the man's hand was heavier, and she frowned tightly.

In front of outsiders, Jiang Yichen still gave her enough face, so he just said with a smile: "I know that Mr. Lu and my wife used to be classmates and have a deep friendship, but now I'm thinking about Mrs. Jiang. Mr. Lu is also a person with a head and a face. He tangles with a married woman. Even if you are innocent, you can't tell the wind."

So, for the sake of the last sentence: "so, for the sake of each other's reputation, don't meet again in the future, OK?"

People who don't know Jiang Yichen will praise him for his magnanimity and consideration for others everywhere. However, those who know him will bow and bow. Mr. Jiang is very powerful. It seems that he has rich experience in dealing with love enemies.

However, after he finished this sentence, the ward was completely quiet, and even the sound of a needle falling on the ground could be heard.

Thinking of raising her face and looking at him hard, he means that she and Lu Zhan have no friends to do, cut off all contact and become a stranger from now on.

How could he be so overbearing.

Lu Zhan has been her friend for more than ten years. They have been growing up from youth to now. They can really shoulder the four words of deep friendship. What's more, Lu Zhan saved her more than once.

She loves Jiang Yichen, but she doesn't need to love him. She loses herself completely and becomes a pet who clings to please others.

So her eyes calmed and Jiang Yichen looked at each other, and she turned her face.

The atmosphere in the ward changed again. It was just calm. Now it was cold and piercing into the bone marrow.

Jiang Yichen's eyes were dark enough to sink a degree, and then he laughed. The smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes: "don't you want to?"

Thinking about biting his lips, his face became more pale, and he could not see what expression it was.

The man opened his mouth again. His voice was gentle and gentle, and he said, "take care of what I said just now and say it to him again."

Although the voice is not heavy, but the weight is not light. After such a high pressure, she can not help but pinch her sleeve, but she still sticks to her own stubbornness, or the last trace of dignity left.

Soon, her voice, no longer placid but sullen, rose again from her head: "say, or not?"

"Jiang Yichen, she doesn't want to. Don't force her to..." Lu Zhan is in a hurry and starts to roar. The wound on his body is involved. The pain makes the whole person spasmodic.

Miss suddenly stood up, her eyes were red. She looked at Jiang Yichen angrily and sadly. She turned around and left. Just as she opened the door and went out, her wrist was held by the man behind her, and she was forced to walk toward the elevator.

The wrist seemed to be broken by a man. He raised his face and looked at the tight lines of his side face and the tight lips. All of a sudden, the blood color of the lips faded and all of his courage was lost. So he was dragged forward by Jiang Yichen.Jiang Yichen walked very fast, and his steps were fast and big. He thought that he could only keep up with him by staggering and trotting. His wrist hurt so much that her brain was numb and her tears almost came out.

But I don't know if it's because of her crying just now. Her eyes are dry and she can't cry if she wants to cry. She can only be so lifeless that she is dragged into the elevator by a man like a dull string puppet.

The space suddenly narrows and narrows. He tries to move his wrist, but he immediately feels the fierce look of the man. He doesn't speak, but his eyes are cold to the extreme.

The first floor soon arrived, and she was almost dragged out of the elevator by him. The despair and running in her heart were even worse. She almost fell to the ground.

I don't know when it began to rain. The cold rain fell on her face, rolled down her long eyelashes, and some got into her neck. It was wet and uncomfortable.

"Jiang Yichen, slow down..." I can't stand the roar.

The black Bentley mousse stopped by the side of the road. The door opened, and he pushed her in. Before she could sit down, her jaw was pinched by the man who came in. There was a violent smell brewing in his eyes, as if he could split the person in front of him in two.

The long-standing anger was released. Jiang Yichen became furious and fierce at the moment. His deep eyes were dark and awe inspiring. He bit his back teeth and opened his mouth word by word: "in a word, do you want to draw a line with him?"

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