Jiuye's little wife is sweet and sassy

Chapter 131 I'm Bad
It was the lunch break, and most of the employees in the company were not at their posts. At this time, most of them ate in the cafeteria or nearby restaurants.

At such a time when almost everyone was eating, the elevator at the corner of the twelfth floor suddenly opened.

I saw a young girl in a red dress carrying a bamboo basket, walking through the quiet corridor and heading straight for the office inside.

"Crack!"

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the man who was working frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Go out."

The office was very quiet, except for the 'rustling' sound of the ballpoint pen across the paper. A few seconds later, the man's pen stopped, and he raised his head with displeasure, looking at the impolite intruder.

However, the moment he saw the person coming, surprise flashed across Jun Wuyong's face, and then he remembered his attitude just now, Jun Wuyong was inexplicably guilty, and hurriedly explained, "Xue'er...you...I'm sorry, I didn't know it was just now. ..."

"I brought food, let's have lunch together." Yan Ruoxue interrupted with a smile.

Without waiting for Jun Wuyong's answer, Yan Ruoxue walked towards the coffee table with the bamboo basket in her hand. When the bamboo basket landed on the coffee table, Yan Ruoxue glanced at Jun Wuyong's hands, and a deep light flashed in her eyes.

The corners of Jun Wuyong's mouth were slightly pursed, carefully observing Xue'er's every move, when he noticed her gaze sweeping towards this side, Jun Wuyong's fingers rolled unconsciously, and the corner of his eyes glanced at the plaster beside him, He secretly calculated in his heart: if he put the plaster back on his hands now, would it be too late?

Seeing Uncle Jiu's eyes wandering, Yan Ruoxue raised her eyebrows slightly, stood up with a smile, her expression was as usual, and said, "What are you thinking? It's time to eat."

"Hmm." Jun Wuyong glanced at his gauze-wrapped hands. At this moment, he was sure that Xue'er must have noticed his hands, but he didn't know if Xue'er was angry...

Yan Ruoxue walked behind Jun Wuyong with a smile on her face, and said softly, "I made chicken soup specially today. Doctor Tang said that chicken soup is good for the healing of bones and muscles."

The wheelchair turned, and a softer voice than usual rang in his ears. If it was usual, Jun Wuyong would definitely be in a happy mood, but...it seems a little special today. When he heard "helps the healing of muscles and bones", Jun Wuyong's heart suddenly rose. Get a bad feeling.

"Being able to break one's hand to the point of fracture is also a skill." After that, Yan Ruoxue bent down slightly, smiled brightly and asked for advice humbly, "Uncle Nine, do you think so?"

"Yes." Jun Wuyong's fingers were slightly bent, his round nails scratched his trousers, his eyes drooped slightly, "I was wrong."

From Yan Ruoxue's perspective, one can clearly see Jun Wuyong's eyelashes trembling slightly like the wings of a butterfly, his straight nose, the corners of his mouth slightly pursed, his chin retracted... It looks like he has been severely criticized by his parents, Children who admit their mistakes are pitiful, fragile, and... wronged.

Even though she had experienced the previous life and was very aware of Uncle Jiu's tenacity and ability, Yan Ruoxue couldn't help but soften her heart when she saw Uncle Jiu like this.

'Cruel-hearted' looked away, Yan Ruoxue slightly raised her eyebrows, "Wrong? What's wrong?"

Because his back was facing Yan Ruoxue, Jun Wuyong couldn't see her expression at this time, so he could only make judgments based on the voice. After a moment of silence, Jun Wuyong said: "In the future, I will pay attention when punching sandbags."

Just listening, Yan Ruoxue let out an indifferent "Oh", for a while, Jun Wuyong was a little confused as to whether Xue'er was angry or not.

Parking the wheelchair beside the coffee table, Yan Ruoxue sat on the sofa and concentrated on handling the lunch on the coffee table, as if she was the only one in the office.

The corners of Jun Wuyong's mouth were tightly pursed, and his eyes were fixed on Yan Ruoxue for a moment, trying to see what she was thinking at the moment from her expression.

Facts have proved that the brain, which is normally functioning accurately, will always go on strike without any doubt after encountering something related to Yan Ruoxue.

The same smile, the same look in the eyes, and even the arrangement of the tableware are the same as before. If there is any difference, it is the word "oh" just now. He doesn't know whether Xue'er is unhappy If she is unhappy, there is only one word, even if he wants to admit his mistake, he doesn't know where to admit it.

Facing a business worth hundreds of millions, he could quickly list more than five solutions and choose the best one among them, but when facing Xue'er... he couldn't think of any of them.

Yan Ruoxue raised her head and looked at Jun Wuyong, with a little grievance in her misty eyes, she said, "It has nothing to do with me whether you pay attention or not."

"sorry Sorry……"

Seeing Xue'er with tears in his eyes, Jun Wuyong's heart was about to break, how could he make his Xue'er cry!

However, his 'clumsy' brain couldn't think of any other words besides apologizing.

Seeing a drop of crystal liquid overflowing his eye sockets, Jun Wuyong hurriedly raised his hand to wipe it, and realized that there was a smell of wound medicine on the gauze, Jun Wuyong hurriedly changed into a sleeve again, and wiped it carefully, but the thread of the 'Golden Bean' was broken Like beads, one after another fell down.

For a moment, Jun Wuyong's heart was full of distress, self-blame, and anxiety... making the flustered movements even more clumsy.

Through the layers of mist, Yan Ruoxue watched Uncle Jiu wiping her tears in a hurry. For some reason, she felt extremely wronged, sad, and wanted to cry.

In fact, she didn't want to cry at all. She just wanted to pretend to be aggrieved at first, so that Uncle Jiu would never dare to hurt himself again, and hit him twice to vent his anger. She cared so much about him, how could he lie? What about her? !
However, after hearing his apology, her eyes started to shed tears somehow, and her heart felt astringent and uncomfortable.

At some point, Yan Ruoxue had already left the sofa, sat on Jun Wuyong's lap, hugged his waist tightly with both hands, buried her head in his chest and refused to come out.

One of Jun Wuyong's arms was around Yan Ruoxue's waist, protecting her body, and one hand gently stroked her long hair, silently comforting her.

After a long time, Jun Wuyong heard Xue'er's muffled crying voice coming from his arms, "You are an idiot! Bad guy! Nasty ghost! Fool..."

Jun Wuyong clapped his hands together, and said in a low voice: "It's my fault, I'm an idiot, a bad guy, an idiot, a fool..."

The warm moisture on his chest told Jun Wuyong that his baby was crying, and he was the culprit, Jun Wuyong felt very uncomfortable.

At this moment, he wished he could beat himself hard.

He closed his eyes and suppressed the anger in his heart.

Jun Wuyong lowered his head, placed a light kiss on Yan Ruoxue's hair, and said in a low voice, "Xue'er is good, don't be angry...it's all my fault..."

(End of this chapter)