Enemy is difficult: Mr. President, please let it go

Chapter 29 Don't
Fu Sichen's injury is still not healed, so he can only handle official business in the bedroom every day.

"He Xuan, where is the document about the hotel that Qi is going to build recently?"

He Xuan immediately buried his head in a pile of documents and searched them one by one. All the documents were complete, but this one was missing.

"Boss Fu, I remember you took this document away from the company before."

"It was taken?"

Fu Sichen frowned slightly, he seemed to have no memory of it.Trying to search from memory, he thought that one day, he was planning to go back to the apartment, so he brought the documents with him, but in the end he went back to the villa in the suburbs. Maybe it was at that time that he left the documents in the villa in the suburbs.

Could it be that you want to go back to the suburbs to pick it up?

With his appearance, how could he see Ni Jiaren?

"He Xuan, has she been discharged from the hospital?"

"Not yet, Mr. Su and Ms. Chu forced Ms. Ni to stay in the hospital to recuperate. The secretary reports to the hospital on time on weekdays."

"Ah."

Fu Sichen felt relieved a little, and felt a little regretful. How long has it been since he saw her?
"Take me back to the suburbs."

"Boss Fu..."

He Xuan looked at him with difficulty recovering his blood, and was a little worried, "If you want to take the documents, let me go? You have a good rest..."

Before he finished speaking, he was frightened by Fu Sichen's eyes warning him of talking too much, so he stopped talking immediately.

Presumably he went back to the outskirts of the city not just to get the documents, right?
He Xuan obediently prepared the car for him, carefully helped him into the car, and he was finally relieved when Fu Sichen squinted his eyes and leaned on the back of the back seat for a nap.

The wound was so severe that it felt like it would be torn apart if not careful.

The car drove out of the city smoothly, the noisy car whistle gradually weakened, and the eardrums became more and more quiet.

The sound of the bell suddenly broke the silence.

He Xuan glanced secretly at the back seat, Fu Sichen's cell phone was placed beside him, buzzing.

The person who closed his eyes and rested his mind was woken up, his brows were slightly frowned, and he turned his head to look at the caller ID.

Villa in the western suburbs?

With a slight movement of his slender fingers, he put the phone in his hand, raised his uninjured hand, and pressed the answer button, "What's the matter?"

"Mr. Fu, I always feel that Shu Qing is not good recently. You seem...have not been here for a few days. Do you think...Will Shu Qing...Will..." Mother Ruan said a little anxiously .

"Don't worry, the doctor will monitor the situation 24 hours a day, and nothing will happen."

"But, I always feel that Shu Qing is a little..."

Fu Sichen was a little impatient, "I'll ask someone to send you some money, you go and help Shu Qing buy some useful daily necessities, and take good care of her."

"Hey! Good!" The worried voice became clear in an instant, "Mr. Fu still cares about our Shu Qing, Shu Qing can marry... No, no, it's her luck to know you..."

"Ah."

Fu Sichen responded lightly, then hung up the phone.

This is not the first time that the purpose of a phone call is just to ask for some money.

Ruan's mother lives in a villa in the western suburbs every day, eating, drinking and using Fu's family's food, but she doesn't know where she needs to spend so much money to make her call him so diligently.

But he did not see Ruan Shuqing for a few days, and the doctor said that her condition was stable, so he felt a little relieved.

"He Xuan, find out where Shu Qing's mother's money went."

"Yes."

After finishing speaking, Fu Sichen closed his eyes again until the car stopped at the suburban villa.

The whole villa was in the dark, except for the voice-activated light at the door which lit up when he heard his approaching footsteps.

Opening the door, a familiar aroma hits the nostrils.Even if she is not there, every corner of the villa is filled with her breath.Looking around for a week, there was no one there, so he carefully went back to the study while holding his arms, and took the documents.

As soon as I reached the stairs, I heard a voice, "Aunt Qin, did you forget to turn off the lights when you went out?"

Fu Sichen stopped in his tracks.

"No, I remember turning them off."

"Strange……"

Ni Jiaren murmured, a little thirsty, subconsciously bent down to get a cup, but was stopped by Aunt Qin, "Oh my little ancestor, Mr. Su and Ms. Chu specifically told me not to make you tired, sit down quickly, I come, I come!"

She hasn't recovered yet?
Fu Sichen frowned and turned his head, just in time to see Ni Jiaren's smiling eyes shining under the light of the crystal lamp.

"Aunt Qin, why is it so serious? They made too much of a fuss..."

Her voice sounded a bit coquettish.

"That's why they care about you."

Aunt Qin smiled and was about to go back to the kitchen. When she reached the stairs, she saw a figure, "Mr. Fu?"

In an instant, Ni Jiaren, who was still drinking water, paused, the water glass touched her lips, and the water in the glass swung out.

he is at home?
Immediately, his low and indifferent voice came from his ear, "Mmm."

Ni Jia's heart beat wildly in an instant.

At the last banquet, he was so unfeeling, but her heart was still longing, longing to see him.

Almost uncontrollably, she put down her water glass and got up, and when she walked to the stairs, she saw such a tall figure walking down the steps step by step.

Fu Sichen was still the same Fu Sichen, the movement of going down the stairs also had a kind of arrogance, with the aura of being superior to others.

Ni Jiaren's eyes moved accordingly until they met his black eyes.In her flickering eyes, apart from longing, there is also a trace of pain.

On that day, at the banquet, he separated himself from him.

Fu Sichen frowned tightly, and his thin lips were drawn into a line.

Seeing herself, she is so painful?
And his slightly irritable eyes hurt Ni Jiaren's heart.

How much I hope, this glance is ten thousand years.

"Mr. Fu, do you want to eat at home?" Aunt Qin suddenly said.

The two shifted their gazes almost simultaneously.

"no need."

After all, he quickened his pace.The big movement affected the injury on his shoulder, and the pain caused sweat to protrude from his forehead, but he gritted his teeth and continued to walk forward without even seeing the blood seeping out of the white shirt...

he's gone……

He is leaving!

He hadn't seen each other for less than a minute.

Why?Why did she try so hard for so long, but couldn't restore their relationship?What should she do, so that he can look at her again with the same eyes as before?
She immediately turned her eyes, staring at his back with nostalgic eyes, even if she was watching him off, it would be nice if she could look at him more...

His eyes were instantly dyed red by the color on his shirt.

he is injured?

"Wait!" Before she had time to think, she blurted out, and her feet moved quickly, catching up with his back.

Fu Sichen stopped abruptly.Her voice was so alluring that he stopped involuntarily.

Just as he was about to move away, Ni Jiaren quickly caught up with him and stopped him.

Her height, taking off her high heels, just reached the position of his chest, and she could clearly see the blush.

"Are you injured?" Ni Jiaren asked worriedly.

"No." Fu Sichen retorted.

"How could it not be? Blood is oozing out? Come here and let me have a look!"

Ni Jiaren said in a low voice, regardless of his wishes, dragged him to sit on the sofa, and then said to Aunt Qin, "Aunt Qin, bring the medicine box!"

She swiftly unbuttoned his shirt, took off the clothes on the injured side, and the blood-stained bandages were instantly displayed in front of her.

Why is there so much blood?What kind of wound is it...

Fu Sichen was a little dazed during the whole process. In front of him, she was no longer the submissive Ni Jiaren, but she looked very much like the arrogant her five years ago.Without noticing for a while, she was abducted to the sofa, and the bandages were already exposed.

It's over, she needs to know...

In desperation, Fu Sichen slapped her hand vigorously, "Stop!"

Ni Jiaren was taken aback for a moment, and there was already pain in her hand.

Fu Sichen quickly put on his shirt, stood up, and said coldly, "Don't worry about things you shouldn't care about."

After finishing speaking, he turned and left, leaving Ni Jiaren in a daze.

He didn't want her to touch...

Aunt Qin hurried over with the medicine box, "Miss Ni, here comes the medicine box... Huh? Where's Mr. Fu?"

"gone……"

"what?"

Ni Jiaren got up in a daze, and went back to the bedroom.

How could Fu Sichen be injured?
He works almost every day in the office or at the dining table, how could he suffer such a serious injury?

Fu Sichen's wound opened again, and He Xuan felt extremely guilty, so he left to smoke a cigarette, and Boss Fu beat himself up again.

bedroom.

"Miss Ni, I put your luggage in the cloakroom for you."

"it is good."

"Miss Ni, did you throw away this dress for you?"

When Ni Jiaren heard the sound, she looked around...

It was the bloody coat.

It has been washed once, but the blood stains on the clothes have not been completely washed.

There is still a faint red looming on the chest...

Something is about to jump out of my mind, but I can't remember what it is that is entangled in my thinking.

"Throw it away."

She was a little tired, and she didn't bother to think about it. After washing, she covered her head and fell asleep.

But Sleeping Dream didn't follow what she thought, allowing her to have a good night's sleep.The image of her being covered in a sack kept repeating in her mind, she struggled, she screamed, but she was powerless.The strength of the two big men easily controlled her movements, and she couldn't break free.

Just when she was feeling desperate, the scene suddenly changed.

She saw a man holding her unconscious and running all the way, while her chest was stained red with blood, just like her blood-stained dress.And looking up, she saw blood flowing from his shoulder blades, seeping into her clothes little by little...

She wanted to look up at people, but she couldn't move her gaze upwards.

Suddenly, she felt that the hand holding her tightly lost strength in an instant, and her body was about to fall...

"don't want……"

With an exclamation, Ni Jiaren sat up in shock.

Looking at the surrounding night, Ni Jia realized that she actually had a dream that seemed to be real, but not completely real.Just a little bit, just a little bit... She will be able to see who saved her...

that wound...

Inexplicably, she felt a little familiar.

Fu Sichen!
right!Fu Sichen!
His wound is on the shoulder!It completely coincides with the wound in the picture!

Like her sleep-blocked thoughts gushing out in an instant, she seemed to have discovered the truth by accident.This is the truth she hopes, but does not want.

I hope he saved himself, and I hope he is safe and sound.

However, her hope was only a hope after all.

Why did he appear in that remote alley?Even if she is kidnapped, as far as he is concerned, it should be more resentful.In this way, the harm she did to that person also hit her back.

In any case, he had no reason to save himself.

The hope that rose suddenly turned into despair in an instant.

Ni Jiaren went back to work in the company without any serious health problems. The company didn't have a lot of work, and she also followed up in the hospital, but it was enough for her to be busy for a while.

Once she was busy, it was time to get off work. Su Zexiu said that she would come to pick her up, so she ran to the interior design department and knocked on the door, "Qingqing, let's go!"

"Come on!" Chu Qing shouted loudly, everyone in the department knew it was time to get off work.

When the two rushed downstairs, the first thing they saw was not Su Zexiu, but the red sports car that had been parked downstairs for a long time the day before yesterday...

(End of this chapter)