he is overly partial

Chapter 135 Dangerous
As an artist, being recognized by people has long been used to it.

That person should have recognized her.

But the way that man looked at her, cold and weird, really made her quite uncomfortable.

There is only one thought in Shen Qingyu's mind at the moment——

Stop the elevator quickly, I want to get out! !

The elevator stopped on the sixth floor, and Shen Qingyu walked out with a bag in one hand, pretending to be calm.

But just as she got out of the elevator, the man behind her followed her out.

"Qingqing..."

The man suddenly called out in a low voice.

Shen Qingyu was startled by the sudden voice behind her.

She trembled.

The man had already recognized her.

He followed her up on purpose.

It's a terrible illegitimate fan.

Shen Qingyu was obviously a little panicked and frightened, she quietly concealed the fear and uneasiness in her eyes, and asked proactively:

"You, are you my fan?"

Hearing that Shen Qingyu took the initiative to talk to him, the man's eyes flickered slightly, and he grinned through the mask, obviously a little excited.

He nodded: "Yes, I am your fan and I have liked you for a long time."

She continued to remain calm and asked, "Then you want my autograph?"

If one signature can send him away, that's the best ending.

"No, I'm not here to ask for your autograph."

Shen Qingyu: "??"

The man's voice suddenly cooled down: "You are not worthy."

As soon as the words fell, the man's eyes suddenly changed.

Become fierce and sharp.

Before Shen Qingyu could react, she vaguely caught a glimpse of a cold light stabbing at her.

She picked up the bag almost subconsciously to block it.

The plastic bag was punctured and a tear was drawn.

The contents of the bag fell through the crack with a clatter.

What kind of fan is this!

He was simply here to take her life! !
The man's eyes were full of unimaginable mad hatred, and he hated her.

He brandished the knife, pressed forward step by step, and roared: "Qingqing, I like you so much, why do you want to be with someone else! Why!"

Shen Qingyu understood.

This is a fanatic with a mental illness.

After hearing her official announcement of her relationship, he was extremely dissatisfied with her, and even thought that he had lost his faith and the one he loved, so he hated her out of love and attempted revenge.

Shen Qingyu retreated step by step, calling for help while running towards the stairs.

At this moment, people were flustered, and she couldn't take out any anti-wolf props.

Running is the best policy.

The man chased her like crazy, and a cold light hit her waist.

She subconsciously raised her hand to block it, and a bloodstain was drawn on her arm instantly, and severe pain swept along with it.

But she ignored the pain and ran downstairs.

A figure suddenly broke into the stairway, picked up the trash can next to it, and threw it at the man.

The knife in the man's hand fell to the ground.

Taking advantage of him falling to the ground at this moment, the figure kicked the small knife on the ground far away, then quickly grabbed his wrist and twisted it forcefully.

Only the sound of cracking bones was heard, and the man screamed in pain.

All actions are done in one go.

The security guards of the community just rushed over, and everyone brought the out-of-control attacker under control.

The man who suddenly rushed out to save someone just now walked towards her.

Shen Qingyu bit her lip, enduring the pain, and covered her injured arm with one hand, cold blood flowed out from between her fingers, and she couldn't stop it.

The man looked down and said, "Your hand is bleeding, I'll take you to the hospital."

She was still in shock, and there was still panic and fear in her eyes that had not faded away.

But the face of the man in front of him was still a little familiar.

She finally recognized it: "Senior, how could it be you?"

He Jiajun smiled: "Primary school girl, long time no see."

He Jiajun.

colleagemate.

One year older than Shen Qingyu.

Now working as a news anchor at Jiangzhou TV Station.

Of course, in addition to these, there is the most important point.

He Jiajun once confessed his love to her.

But she declined.

The seniors are pretty good.

It's just that she has no feelings for him.

Thinking of this, a trace of embarrassment floated in Shen Qingyu's heart.

She was actually saved by her former suitor.

That feeling is indescribable.

It's a little subtle anyway.

But looking at He Jiajun's nonchalant performance, he probably forgot all about his failure to confess his confession at the beginning!

After all, the senior is living a prosperous life now.

Became a news anchor and a pillar of Jiangzhou TV station.

The past things will go with the wind!

The perpetrator was taken away.

When he looked back at her, there was only endless cruelty in his eyes, and a terrible sneer on his lips, and she couldn't help but shiver in her heart.

A wide palm stretched out to cover her eyes and her sight: "Since you are afraid, don't look at it."

It was He Jiajun who blocked her.

"Senior, thank you for saving me."

"Don't be polite to me, let's go, I'll take you to the hospital first."

……

City Second Hospital.

Fu Chen was taking off his white coat at the moment, and was about to leave work.

He received a call from Shen Qingyu, his heart tightened, his brows frowned slightly, and he ran out in a panic.

Afraid of attracting attention, Shen Qingyu was photographed by reporters, and the car was parked in the underground parking lot.

Fu Chen hurried over to pick her up.

On the phone, Shen Qingyu just casually said that she accidentally scratched her arm, and did not tell him the seriousness of the situation just now.

Shen Qingyu had already wrapped the wound, but the blood still seeped out, and more than half of the clothes on her body were stained red by the blood, which was really shocking.

Fu Chen's heart jerked violently, and an indescribable distress flashed in his deep eyes.

How could this be an accidental scratch?
Obviously stabbed.

How could this be?
Who hurt his innocence?

He Jiajun, who was sitting in the driver's seat, also got out of the car and walked to Shen Qingyu's side.

Fu Chen's eyes were cold, and he subconsciously glanced at the man.

The atmosphere is a little subtle.

Shen Qingyu explained aloud: "This is my senior, he saved me."

Seeing that the savior planned to follow them, Fu Chen said with a cold face, "I will take care of Qingqing, you can go back first, and I will come to the door to thank you another day."

The first two sentences declare sovereignty, and the last sentence does not lose etiquette.

Shen Qingyu expressed her gratitude again: "Senior, thank you for sending me here."

He Jiajun is a smart man.

He understood the danger warning hidden in Fu Chen's words, smiled and said nothing, and didn't continue to follow.

This is Fu Chen's territory.

Fu Chen naturally knows where there are few people, so he can completely avoid being spotted and photographed.

The doctor took the lead in cleaning and disinfecting her wound.

Shen Qingyu is a person who loves to cry so much, in front of Fu Chen, she grabbed his wrist and bit her lip tightly, without shedding a single tear.

Seeing her silently enduring it like this, Fu Chen felt as if a bunch of ropes were in a mess and entangled with each other in his heart.

The doctor checked the bloodstain on her hand: "Oh! This wound is quite deep. It needs stitches."

"Will there be scars?" As soon as Shen Qingyu opened his mouth, Fu Chen asked first.

"If you deal with it later, you don't have to worry about it."

After all, medicine is so advanced now, with scar cream, it can solve the trouble of leaving scars.

(End of this chapter)