Husband is so arrogant

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However, no one paid any attention to this kind of Rocky, her anxious forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, coupled with the dull pain from the wound, Rocky's body was clearly unable to hold on.

"Okay, don't bother with them, just shoot if you want, let's go." Frowning, Han Zhengyu supported Rocky, then turned around and was about to leave.

When the reporters saw that Han Zhengyu was about to leave, they all surrounded him, surrounded Han Zhengyu, and said, "Mr. Han Zhengyu, can you please explain this matter, why did this matter develop into what it is now? .”

"No comment." Han Zhengyu glared at the reporter who asked the question, coldly threw out the four people, and then prepared to leave.

But more reporters gathered around, holding up the microphone and asking: "Mr. Han Zhengyu, I heard that the origin of this incident is because you beat your fans, right?"

"Sorry, no comment!" Han Zhengyu's eyes were slightly red, and he was on the verge of anger.

"Mr. Han Zhengyu, can you tell us about the situation at that time?"

"Mr. Han Zhengyu, I heard that besides fans of you and Ms. Zhao Yalin, many passers-by were also involved in this group fight. May I ask what caused it?"

"You haven't given a reasonable explanation for what happened to Ms. Zhao Yalin. Is there any inevitable connection between this and this gang fight?"

"There were rumors before that Ms. Zhao Yalin was pregnant with your child. May I ask if you want to make a comeback with Ms. Zhao Yalin?"

Han Zhengyu just wanted to bandage up Rocky's wounds quickly, but these reporters were so annoyed that he grabbed a cameraman's video recorder casually, and then threw it to the ground forcefully.

"boom!"

The video recorder was smashed to pieces, and the surrounding reporters also fell silent for an instant, all staring blankly at Han Zhengyu.

Seeing that the surroundings had quieted down, Han Zhengyu glanced at every reporter, and said in a cold voice: "As I said, I don't want to answer any questions right now, so I have nothing to say about everything."

The reporters were all silent, and Han Zhengyu continued: "If you have any questions, you can email my manager, or wait a few days, and my manager will naturally give you a satisfactory answer."

After Han Zhengyu finished speaking, he helped Rocky beside him and said, "This is my temporary assistant Rocky. She was seriously injured. She was injured to protect me. If you still have a little public morality If I don’t mind, it won’t stop me from taking my assistant for treatment.”

After Han Zhengyu finished speaking, he led Rocky out of the crowd, stopped a taxi, and reported the address of Wen Yimo's seaside villa.

After arriving at the place, Rocky put him on the sofa and began to help him treat the wound. Rocky's face turned red because of this move, so please reject him, but he still has some small expectations in his heart.

Han Zhengyu frowned, and then said to Rocky in a neutral tone, "Relax, you're too nervous, the medicine won't be able to seep in."

"Oh." Rocky responded belatedly, and then said with some embarrassment: "Zhengyu, in fact, I can come by myself, so I don't need to bother you."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, the next step is to apply the ointment, it may be a little painful, bear with it and it will pass." Han Zhengyu directly ignored Rocky's words, and then began to apply the ointment to Rocky.

When the cold ointment came into contact with Rocky's wound, in addition to a cool feeling, there was also a tingling sensation of sprinkling salt on the wound. Rocky couldn't help but gasped, feeling the pain. He snorted softly.

"Just call out the pain, you don't have to hold back so much." After Han Zhengyu finished speaking, the hand that applied the medicine to Rocky became much gentler.

Rocky felt a little moved in his heart, and then said weakly like a mosquito, "Zhengyu, why didn't you scold me, what happened today is all my fault, if it wasn't for me, you wouldn't Such."

"What does it have to do with you? I want to thank you for saving me." Han Zhengyu said calmly.

"But, it was I who proposed to take you to that shopping mall for dinner, and if it wasn't for me, I wouldn't have caused such a big disaster today." The more Rocky said, the more he felt wronged, his eyes gradually turned red. When he got up, his voice also started to cry.

"Everything will be fine, don't think too much." After Han Zhengyu finished speaking, he gently covered Rocky's outermost layer of coat on Rocky's shoulders, and said, "It's already healed, your wound You need to take medicine in the past few days, try not to move or run around, I will help you clean up the room."

Rocky nodded foolishly, and Han Zhengyu took Rocky upstairs to the guest room, and gently covered her with a quilt, and it was over.

Looking at Rocky's wound, Han Zhengyu sighed, then turned off the light in the room, turned and left.

Han Zhengyu looked at the stars all over the sky, and said silently in his heart: "What to do, Wenwen, I seem to have gotten into trouble again."

However, not long after Rocky lay down, Rocky was woken up by Wen Yimo's rude phone ringing.

As soon as he saw that it was Wen Yimo who was calling, Rocky felt that the whole person was not well. He guessed that now Wen Yimo wanted to eat people, and he might be the first one to wait. butchered lamb.

After Wen Yimo's phone hung up automatically, he called a second time. Rocky had no choice but to bite the bullet and get through the phone.

As soon as the phone was connected, Wen Yimo howled furiously: "Rocky, haven't I told you all, and told you to hide from the media, why are you still fighting?"

Rocky originally thought that it would be fine as long as he pretended to be sleepy to pass the test, but he didn't expect that Wen Yimo would come up with a blast at the beginning, and now he couldn't pretend to be sleepy. will be even more angry.

If you are sleepy, then Rocky changed his face and said with a smile: "Well, Yimo, don't worry..."

"Can I not be in a hurry, Rocky, look at the good things you and Han Zhengyu have done, I asked you to take good care of Han Zhengyu, is this how you take good care of him?" Wen Yimo shouted at Rocky's phone angrily. Roaring.

Rocky smiled obsequiously, and then said, "No, that's not the case, just listen to my explanation."

Wen Mo touched his forehead, and shouted speechlessly: "Explain, explain, what's the use of explaining, I don't care what you and Han Zhengyu are doing, I'll be at the villa right now, just wait for me!"

After Wen Yimo finished speaking, before Rocky could speak, he hung up the phone angrily. Rocky hurried to Han Zhengyu's door, knocked on Han Zhengyu's door, and shouted loudly: "Han Zhengyu, what are you doing?" Let me open the door, Wen...Wen Wen will come over soon, we two are dead."

After hearing this, Han Zhengyu opened the door of the room. Unlike Rocky who was crazy and sloppy, Han Zhengyu looked much more sunny and handsome. He was putting his hands in his pockets, looking at Rocky coolly and said, "I already know , After packing up, let’s go downstairs and have something to eat.”

After finishing speaking, he left the bedroom without looking back, leaving only Rocky messy in the wind.

When Wen Yimo came to Han Zhengyu's house, Han Zhengyu was eating the sandwich in his hand with a cold face.

Angrily, Wen Yimo threw the copywriting in his hand on Han Zhengyu's desk, and said dissatisfiedly: "Han Zhengyu, what kind of plane are you and Rocky doing? It's just a meal, and you're going to make such a big commotion. It's really going to be broken by you."

"It's useless for you to be angry, things have already happened." Han Zhengyu said blankly, and then handed the sandwich on the table to Wen Yimo.

"I think you must be too busy, let's eat something." After Han Zhengyu finished speaking, he stuffed the sandwich in Wen Yimo's hand.

Wen Yimo sighed leisurely, and then said: "This matter is indeed a big trouble, and I'm here to discuss countermeasures with you."

"Your matter is too serious now, and the company is almost unable to collapse, but now I have taken care of all the problems for the time being, but if you don't solve your matter as soon as possible, it will be a trouble." Wen Yimo scratched Scratching his head, in fact, the problem was carried by Gu Jianyan, but it's better not to say this at this time.

Hearing Wen Yimo say such words, Han Zhengyu first widened his eyes in surprise, then lowered his head deeply, gnawed on the sandwich in his hand, and finally did not say a reason.

When Rocky saw Wen Yimo, he was like a mouse seeing a cat. He shrank and sat next to Wen Yimo, and then began to eat breakfast by himself. During the whole process, there were four large characters on his head: "Please ignore I".

Wen Yimo smiled foolishly, and teased Rocky a few more words, and they left the dining table and began to study Han Zhengyu's affairs.

However, Han Zhengyu seemed a little disheartened and completely out of control.

Looking at Han Zhengyu's stern face and absent-minded look, Wen Yimo sighed leisurely, and then said: "Zhengyu, don't worry, I won't give up on you, I will continue to find ways to solve these things when I go back, So don't give up, okay?"

Hearing Wen Yimo's words, Han Zhengyu raised his head in surprise, looked at Wen Yimo, his eyes sparkled, and finally Han Zhengyu nodded vigorously, and squeezed out a sentence: "Okay."

Wen Yimo smiled like a flower, then nodded, and left for the time being, after all, Gu Jianyan said that she would not be allowed to stay here...

When Wen Yimo walked out of the villa and sat in the car, her original ambitions seemed to be drained at once, and she sighed heavily.

From Rocky's mouth, I learned that today's events seem to be planned by someone.

It seemed that it was time for her to make a move. For someone like Zhao Yalin, sympathizing with her was equivalent to poisoning herself, and there was no mercy. After she figured it out, Wen Yimo immediately called Gu Jianyan.

"What's the matter?" Gu Jianyan's tepid voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Can you find some more media reporters?"

(End of this chapter)