The president's love for the little runaway wife

Chapter 199 Hurt?

When she saw the figure appearing at the entrance of the corridor, she curled her lips indistinctly, appearing as expected, Mo Rou, you really did not disappoint me.

"Yan Jinxuan, you bitch!" Mo Rou ran all the way in front of Yan Jinxuan, cursing with hatred, raised her right hand high, and was about to wave it in Yan Jinxuan's face.

Yan Jinxuan is not someone who just sits and waits to die. She tilted her head, and while avoiding her slap, she picked up a small fruit knife on the fruit plate.

"What are you going to do!" Mo Rou saw the knife, and there was a hint of panic in his eyes.

Yan Jinxuan sneered and said, "So you're also afraid?" Then, when the topic changed, she laughed at Gong Ling again, and said, "You said how stupid he is, but he didn't know that you were doing it in front of him and behind his back? One set, such a stupid man, no wonder you have to hold on all the time."

"Bitch|man, I don't allow you to say that about Gong Ling!" Mo Rou was about to burst into tears, a pair of dark eyes leaked viciousness like a poisonous snake, she looked at Yan Jinxuan's more beautiful face than before, and said with envy: "It's just a useless vase, you still want to fight with me? Last time I sent you to jail, this time, believe it or not, I still have the ability to scratch your face!"

Yan Jinxuan didn't care about Mo Rou's threat.

I saw that Yan Jinxuan's eyes were full of sarcasm, and she sneered, "Scratch my face? Hehe, I'll wait and see!"

The fruit knife in her hand was turning inadvertently, the light from the window shone on it, reflected the glaring light, Yan Jinxuan's eyes suddenly changed, and she scratched her right arm with the knife.

With a soft 'clang' sound, the fruit knife fell on the carpet.

"Bitch..." Mo Rou's voice stopped abruptly, and the sound of footsteps on the stairs made her put away the fierceness on her face, and put on a pitiful, flustered and bewildered expression.

Yan Jinxuan covered the wound on her arm, and the bright red blood overflowed from between her fingers, which was very eye-catching.

"What's going on? How did you get hurt?" Gong Ling held an old iron box in his arms, and rushed to Yan Jinxuan in two steps in three steps, completely ignoring Mo Rou on the side, his sword eyebrows were furrowed, There was obvious worry in her eyes: "Yan Jinxuan, does it hurt?"

"Ling..." Mo Rou was about to show weakness, but how could Yan Jinxuan give her a chance?
Just listen, Yan Jinxuan cut off her words in a strong tone, in a very tolerant tone, she said: "I'm fine, Miss Mo accidentally hurt me, I'd better not put the fruit knife in such a conspicuous place in the future, she is sane If you are not awake, it will be bad if you hurt others.”

As soon as these words came out, Mo Rou next to her was about to vomit blood, and taking advantage of Gong Ling's attention not on her, she narrowed her eyes viciously at Yan Jinxuan, with a vicious expression full of malicious warnings.

Yan Jinxuan just ignored it. In her eyes, Mo Rou was never qualified to be her opponent. She just knew how to show weakness and cling to a man. The first thing she has to do now is to destroy the man's love for her. Believe me, Mo Rou, who has lost Gong Ling's protection, is just an ant that can be kneaded|squeezed, if she wants to strangle it to death, she will strangle it to death!
"Xiaorou, how many times have I told you that you can't play with knives, you hurt someone, do you know? Apologize to Yan Jinxuan, and then go upstairs and stay!"

Gong Ling's tone was extremely severe, and he reprimanded Mo Rou as soon as he opened his mouth. He didn't think about Yan Jinxuan's harming himself at all. In fact, Yan Jinxuan didn't seem like a scheming person. Trust has already doomed Mo Rou's failure.

Mo Rou couldn't argue, tears streaming down her cheeks, she bit her lip and said aggrievedly, "I, I didn't...it wasn't me..."

"Gong Ling, don't blame her. After all, Ms. Mo is not a normal person. She has no memory of what she has done. She forgets what she has done. My injury is not serious. Forget it, give me the iron box , I want to go back to the hotel and bandage the wound."

Yan Jinxuan looked at the iron box in Gong Ling's arms, a slight smile appeared on her beautiful face, she didn't care much about the injury on her arm.

"I'll take you back." Gong Ling said, seeing the bright red blood between her fingers, her eyebrows frowned again and again.

Hearing this, Yan Jinxuan felt "difficult" and looked at Mo Rou, who immediately burst into tears: "Ling..."

"You go back to your room first, that's it." Gong Ling didn't want to say more, avoided Mo Rou's hand, and walked forward a few steps. Seeing that Yan Jinxuan was still standing there in a daze, he shouted: "Yan Jinxuan, let's go .”

"Okay." Yan Jinxuan replied, and when she turned around, there was a sarcastic smile in her eyes, especially when she noticed the tightly clenched hands beside Mo Rou, the smile in her eyes was even stronger.

This is just a small "repayment", why, can't you take it anymore?Mo Rou, I only hope that your next performance will not disappoint me.

A few seconds later, standing there, watching Gong Ling and Yan Jinxuan leave helplessly, Mo Rou, unable to keep her, threw the fruit plate on the coffee table to the ground, and the red apples rolled all over the ground.

"Yan Jinxuan... Yan Jinxuan..."

Yan Jinxuan's name was whispered in her mouth, and the viciousness in her eyes almost burst out, very strong.

I really didn't expect that this bitch would dare to make a comeback. She didn't even remember the lesson. If the lesson of going to prison is too small, then she can give her another eternal memorial.

that face...

As soon as Mo Rou recalled Yan Jinxuan's glamorous face, a strong desire to destroy that face rose in her heart. She couldn't believe it. Without that face, how could Yan Jinxuan pretend to be in front of Gong Ling? Pitiful!
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Jingyue Hotel

Yan Jinxuan's room was on the twelfth floor, room number 1208. Gong Ling insisted on taking her to the hospital on the way, but she was unwilling, so after arriving at the hotel, Gong Ling followed her all the way into her room.

"Where is the medicine box?" Gong Ling asked, the worry on his face was obvious.

Yan Jinxuan didn't want to get involved with him too much, but if he was let go too soon, Mo Rou would be very happy. What she can't see now is Mo Rou's pride.

Reaching out, pointing to the drawer of the TV cabinet: "There."

"Sit down first, and I'll bandage the wound on your hand."

Gong Ling took the medicine box and sat on Yan Jinxuan's right. She cleaned the wound very carefully, and would blow air with her mouth from time to time, as if it could relieve the pain.

From the beginning to the end, Yan Jinxuan's expression was very indifferent, she did not show any joy, her eyes were fixed on the wall clock on the wall, counting the time.

"hiss……"

The cotton swab dipped in iodine touched her wound, she didn't notice it for a moment, frowned and screamed.

Gong Ling withdrew her hand and asked her nervously, "It hurts?"

(End of this chapter)