National school grass pet is addicted

Chapter 130 Arm Injury
"The wound is not very deep. By the way, I have a medical kit in my car." Yan Yimeng pointed in one direction, and then said: "You two must have reporters at home, so how about it, go to my house. What do you think?"

"can."

"can."

Shicheng and Shangguan Ziying answered in unison.

Qian Xia silently did not turn back.

She saw it, in the rearview mirror, everything.

I saw the blade that Shangguan Ziying had hidden in her bag, and the scene where she intentionally scratched her arm with the blade.

Say or don't say?

She secretly clenched her fists, but finally bit her lips without saying a word.

So what can I say?

She saw it, but she had no proof.

But what about evidence?

No one noticed that something was wrong with her, Shicheng didn't speak again after treating Shangguan Ziying's wound, and the car fell into silence.

The Yan family soon arrived, and the bodyguards bowed down in unison: "Hi, young master!"

"Go! Let me know that there are guests who want to have lunch at home. By the way, the dishes don't need to be overcooked, just put a few more bowls and chopsticks."

"Pfft—" Shangguan Ziying was amused, took Shi Cheng's arm and said angrily, "Brother Shi Cheng, look at how stingy he is?"

Shi Cheng slightly pursed his lower lip as a response, but turned his eyes away and looked at her.

"Are you hungry?" He had always eaten lunch with her before, and he was afraid that she would not find a friend to eat with at noon, so he asked Yan Yimeng to take her with him when he came to pick her up.

Shangguan Ziying calmed down and looked at her.

Qian Xia shook her head, "It's, it's okay."

"Ah! That's right!" Yan Yimeng clapped his hands and pulled Shangguan Ziying away, "Although your wound is not deep, it is still bleeding. I will take you to the old man's personal doctor for a tetanus treatment. What if you were scratched by an iron object?" Where did it come out?"

"It's ok……"

"This can't be taken lightly, walk away! Come with me! If you die in our house, I won't be able to clean up by jumping into the Yellow River!"

"What are you talking about!" Shangguan Ziying was really angry.

Yan Yimeng smiled "hehe", "I'm just kidding! Come, come, give me an injection!"

After finishing speaking, he directly took Shangguan Ziying away.

"You can do whatever you want! I'll take her for an injection!"

The servants of the Yan family stepped forward respectfully, "You two, please follow me."

She hurriedly followed, while Shi Cheng walked behind her.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but she always felt that Shi Cheng was staring at her all the time, she felt a thorn on her back, and she was a little stiff even when she walked.

"How do you..."

"Ah?" She was startled, stopped and looked at him.

"Why did you react so strongly?" Shi Cheng glanced at her up and down: "What's wrong with you?"

Those who walk with the same hands and feet will be frightened even if you call her.

strangeness.

"No." She suppressed the complicated look in her eyes, and asked with a dry smile, "Did you sleep last night?"

"I've been busy all night with the people from the public relations department. Their group is in a mess. They don't have time to rest until it's finished." Shicheng said, suddenly stepped forward and raised her chin with his index finger, a little bit get close.

Her heartbeat suddenly became chaotic, and her face blushed unconsciously.

"you……"

As soon as she opened her mouth, Shi Cheng interrupted: "What's the matter with your dark circles?"

"Ah?" She pushed away a step in panic, covering her eyes with her hands, "Yes, is there?
"Come take a lunch break with me later. No one will disturb you here."

After finishing speaking, Shi Cheng strode forward.

She blushed and hurriedly followed.

It's over, it's over, she was able to pretend to be calm when Shicheng approached her before, but now she even speaks tremblingly.

How can this go on?
……

It is said that there is no need to prepare more dishes, but the dishes served by the servants are still full of the table.

"The old man is not at home, what wine do you want to drink?" Yan Yimeng sat on the main seat with the attitude of "the old man is not here, I am the best in the world".

Shangguan Ziying, who was unhappy because of being forced away for an injection, had calmed down at this moment, stuck her hair behind her ears, and said with her lips curled up, "I want the Hennessy you refused to tear down at the last party."

"Don't go too far!" Yan Yi masked his face, snapped his fingers and said to the servant, "Give her the bottle of Moët."

Shangguan Ziying shrugged and said two words: "Stingy!"

"Be content!" Yan Yimeng glared at Shangguan Ziying, then looked at her again, "Yuhe, what do you want? Just ask, Brother Meng will satisfy you!"

"I……"

As soon as she opened her mouth, she was interrupted by Shangguan Ziying.

"I said Yimeng, are you deliberately bullying Qianxia who doesn't understand bars? How much alcohol can she touch?" At this point, Shangguan Ziying glanced at Shicheng, and said quickly: "I'm sorry, Qianxia, ​​I'm not Say what you mean."

Qian Xia is not stupid, isn't what Shangguan said meant to mock her?

But if she speaks out, others may think that she is on the line again.

Thinking of this, she simply did not respond to Shangguan, and said to Yan Yimeng: "I want orange, orange juice."

"Pfft——" Yan Yimeng couldn't help laughing: "Yuhe, you kid is too honest, aren't you? How about this, except for my bottle of treasure, you can have any wine you want!"

Shangguan Ziying looked at Shicheng's face, seeing nothing unusual, just about to continue the sarcasm just now, but Shicheng said before she could speak: "She wants orange juice, why are you talking so much nonsense?"

"No! It's so easy for me to be generous, you..."

"She can't touch wine." Shi Cheng glanced at her from the corner of his eye, and there seemed to be a smile in the corner of his eyes, "Touching wine will make you crazy."

Thinking of the day when she woke up in Shicheng's bed, Qian Xia's throat tightened, she choked on her own saliva, and coughed.

"What's going on?" Shi Cheng frowned, reaching out to pat her back.

The pampering and concern in his eyes are unprecedented for other people.

Yan Yimeng saw it, and Shangguan Ziying saw it clearly.

"Here comes the orange juice." The servant hurriedly poured a glass and handed it over.

In the end, she drank more than half of the glass and coughed for a while before recovering.

Shi Cheng lowered his eyes and withdrew his hand, "Eat slowly, and no one is robbing you, what's the hurry?"

"Hey! I said you two..." Yan Yimeng said with a smile: "Those who know, know that you are an adoptive father and daughter, but those who don't know, think you are a couple. Don't abuse single dogs, I warn you!"

Shi Cheng ate his meal indifferently and did not respond.

Qian Xia had no choice but to give Yan Yimeng a warning look, "Don't, don't talk nonsense."

"Good, good, don't talk nonsense, eat and eat!"

After a meal, the atmosphere is quite relaxed.

There was still more than an hour of lunch break, so Yan Yimeng arranged a room for the three of them to rest.

Qian Xia walked to the guest room arranged by Yan Yimeng, and recalled in her mind the scene in the car where she saw Shangguan Ziying self-harm, and suddenly felt that Shangguan Ziying was also quite admirable.

If she was allowed to do such a cruel thing to herself, she might not be able to do it.

Perhaps what Shicheng needs is such a wife who can be ruthless when she needs to be ruthless, and who can be decent and generous when she needs elegance?
Yue Mo didn't sleep well last night, lying on the bed and thinking about it for a while, then fell into a deep sleep.

In a dimly lit room.

Shangguan Ziying walked to the window, grabbed the curtain and raised her hand, the light was bright.

She held a blade in her left hand. It was the same blade that was used to scratch her own arm in order to attract Shi Cheng's attention.

The reputation of the Shangguan Group is slowly recovering, and his father has been released by the relevant departments.

Obviously everything is improving, but her mood is worse than yesterday.

Last night, Shicheng's way of strategizing, concentrating, frowning and thinking, all linger in her mind.

But what impressed her even more was the way Shi Cheng patted Xu Qianxia on the back and scolded him. "

Such an expression, so gentle, with a little distress and a little anger, it was the first time she had seen such Shicheng.But in Shicheng like that, the person watching was not her, Shangguan Ziying, or even sister Ruan Yue, but Xu Qianxia.

An orphan who stutters and has no background.

How ridiculous!

dong dong dong.

The door was knocked.

Shangguan Ziying hastily threw the blade from the window and turned to open the door.

"It's you?"

She glanced at Yan Yimeng strangely, not understanding why Yan Yimeng appeared suddenly.

Yan Yimeng leaned against the door, took out two closed test tubes from his pocket, and handed them over.

"This is the injection that will be given in the remaining few days. You can just ask the doctor to inject it yourself."

Shangguan Ziying reached out to take it, and smiled elegantly: "Thank you."

"You don't have to thank me! If you really want to thank me, tell me what happened to the injury on your arm."

The expression on Shangguan Ziying's face changed slightly, "I don't understand what you mean."

After she finished speaking, she stretched out her hand to close the door.

Yan Yimeng squeezed into the door with his chest up, and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, I don't mean to pursue it. You know me, I'm a gossip. The doctor told me that you were scratched by a blade. It's impossible It's the kind of injury that a camera or a camera can do."

"Then how do I know what's going on? Maybe a part just happens to be sharp..."

"Come on! We've known each other for so long, can I not know who you are? I believe Shicheng knows it too, but whether he didn't notice it, or he didn't bother to think deeply, I don't know."

"Have you said enough? Let's go when you've said enough. I'm going to take a nap."

"Are you right? Miss Shangguan, this is my home."

"Then shall I go?" She looked very bad, and she was about to walk out.

"Don't, don't, don't!" Yan Yimeng quickly grabbed her, and said with a smile: "Don't be angry! I'm just talking casually! You just think I'm drinking too much and talking nonsense."

Shangguan Ziying withdrew her hand from Yan Yimeng's, squinted her eyes and asked, "What exactly do you want to express?"

"Hehe, I want to say that I have no problem with you using tricks like hurting yourself to attract Shicheng's attention. This is your own choice. But." He paused, and continued: "If you want to use some tricks to kill Others, then I will not agree."

"Finished?"

"It's over."

"I don't need to tell you where the door is?"

"Yes!" Yan Yimeng raised his eyebrows, returning to his usual hippie smile, "Then, have a good rest, good afternoon! Big beauty!"

The room quickly fell silent, Shangguan Ziying gritted her teeth and kicked the edge of the bed hard.

(End of this chapter)