Marriage status: Ex-husband, please respect yourself

Chapter 371

Lu Yao's room was just downstairs of Mu Changsheng's. After returning home, she nestled on the sofa and hugged her knees in silence. When Song Bo bought a meal, he saw her still had the same expression and posture before he left, and felt a little worried.

He reached out and touched her forehead, "Director, are you feeling unwell, or I'll call a car to take you to the hospital for a look."

Lu Yao raised her head slightly to avoid it, and responded with pale lips: "I'm fine."

In order to show that she was really fine, she put down her legs curled up on the sofa, and glanced at the packaged meals on the coffee table, "Did you buy them for me?"

"Yeah." Song Bo hurriedly opened the meals one by one and pushed them in front of her, "You eat some first, and tell me if you need anything else."

Lu Yao reached out to take the chopsticks he handed over, and after eating two mouthfuls, she waved her hands and said: "You go back and rest first, I'm fine."

Song Bo also stayed by Lu Yao's side for a while, knowing that she had a stubborn temper, so he didn't say much, and after answering a few words, he turned and left her room.

Two hours later, he knocked on the door and came in, only to find that there were only two mouthfuls of food on the table.

Lu Yao fell asleep leaning on the sofa with her arms around her chest. After hearing the sound, she opened her eyes slightly and saw Song Bo walking in with a shoe box in her arms.

She supported her body with her arms and retreated back, sat up a little more straightly before asking, "What's wrong?"

Song Bo stood at the door and sent the shoe box forward, "I'll bring you the shoes."

The shoe box was opened, and there was a pair of flat white shoes inside. Lu Yao cast her eyes down and took them apart with just one glance, "Do you know what size I wear?"

Song Bo slightly raised his footsteps, paused, and was dumbfounded for a while.

"Did he ask you to send it here?" Lu Yao asked again, her chin slightly lifted, and a bit of lazy tiredness appeared in her eyes.

"En." Song Bo nodded, admitted, and then lowered his eyes slightly, a little afraid to look directly into her eyes.

A year ago, he had heard some of the news about the uproar between her and Shao Yunchen, and when he came across the scene just now, after a little careful investigation, he basically understood everything.

He didn't know Shao Yunchen well, but he knew what kind of person Lu Yao was, and even if he put aside his character, just because of Lu Yao's deliberate promotion of him at work, his standing was very clear.

So when Lin Shui found him just now, he planned to refuse.

But then Shao Yunchen opened the door and came out, reached out to take the shoe box from Lin Shui, and went straight to him, "It is your duty as an assistant to take good care of your boss, and you refuse others to do some things even if you haven't done them well yourself. Do it, and she is the only one who suffers in the end."

What he said made him speechless, so he could only reach out and take it in a sly way.

Before leaving, I heard a man's dark voice behind my ears, "Don't say I prepared it, or she won't wear it."

Thinking of this, Song Bo buried his head even lower, and hugged the shoe box again, "Director, I'll return it right away."

Lu Yao pursed her lips, thought for a while and raised her chin towards the sofa next to her, "Forget it, let's put it there."

As if thinking of something, he stretched out his hand to touch his ankle, and after exerting a little force, he still felt obvious pain, so he ordered, "There must be a medicine box at the front desk downstairs, call them and ask them to deliver it."

"Oh, good." Song Bo reacted, with a surprised expression, hesitantly placed the box on the sofa, and then turned into the bedroom to make a phone call. After a while, he came out with a more difficult expression, "The front desk said the medicine box It was borrowed by Mr. Shao of 3608."

Lu Yao's eyes became gloomy in an instant, and before she could say anything else, Song Bo gritted his teeth and walked to the door, his fists clenched into sandbags, "I'll go find him."

After that, he stepped out with the expression of a strong man going to die, and slammed the door of the room with a "bang".

Not long after, the door of the room was opened again, and Lu Yao's eyes slowly passed over, and she was not surprised to see Song Bo's lowered eyes looking like he had suffered a defeat.

"Director, Mr. Shao said he wanted to come and see you." His footsteps stepped aside slightly, revealing Shao Yunchen's broad shoulders and thin waist behind him.

Lu Yao looked at Shao Yunchen's face calmly, and saw him walking in slowly with a medicine box in his arms, with a vague smile on his face.

"Song Bo, pour a cup of hot water for Mr. Shao." Lu Yao lay down on the sofa in a leisurely manner, without any scruples. After ordering Song Bo, she gestured to Shao Yunchen at the independent sofa chair, "Sit down." .”

Shao Yunchen sat down in response, and put the medicine box on the coffee table with care.

At this moment, Song Bo poured hot water from the tea room and put it in front of Shao Yunchen, but he didn't seem to notice it, so he turned his eyes on the opened shoebox at Lu Yao's feet, "Your assistant is very considerate. "

Song Bo trembled all over his body, stepped back quietly, hid in the dark corner by the bedroom door, and waited quietly for the game between the two. His teeth began to chatter because of his excitement.

Lu Yao gathered the camel-colored shawl on her body, her expression was neither yin nor yang, "Shao Yunchen, why are you beating around the bush, thinking that I'm still in your hands as easily as before? How much are the shoes? I'll let my assistant later Contact Lin Shui."

Shao Yunchen seemed a little surprised, but he quickly restrained himself and nodded with a light smile, "Okay."

Seeing this, Lu Yao slightly raised her eyebrows, and looked at the man with a dull expression, "Do you have anything else to say? If not, go to bed earlier."

Hearing this, Shao Yunchen got up, his eyes fell on Lu Yao's injured ankle uncontrollably, then he walked in front of her in three or two steps, knelt down and reached out to hold it.

Lu Yao dodged subconsciously, the temperature of the man's palm had been transmitted through the texture of her skin, and then subconsciously exerted force, firmly clamping the sole of her foot.

Staring at the redness and swelling, "Since you have divided things so clearly, it should be reasonable for me to apply medicine to you."

He meant that she applied medicine for him in the hotel a year ago.

But if all the things between them can be involved in the entanglement of a year or more ago, then there is no time to sort it out.

"Shao Yunchen." Lu Yao's voice suddenly turned cold, and she used all her strength to fight against him. Even though this kind of confrontation made the pain in her feet more obvious, she had no intention of giving in at all.

In the end, it was the man who compromised and let go first.

Lu Yao retracted her legs slightly, and looked sideways at him, "I can wait no matter how long it takes, but if you want to treat me with those rogue tricks you used to mess around with before, I guarantee that the final outcome will let you Disappointed."

Her words stopped short, and more hurtful words were swallowed into her throat, but even if she didn't say them, Shao Yunchen could still feel them.

After a long silence, he finally got up, "You have a good rest."

Then he stepped out.

Lu Yao stared at the disappearing figure in a daze for a moment, and when Song Bo in the corner was hesitating to say something, she suddenly regained her clarity, and reached out to hook the medicine box on the coffee table.

Seeing this, Song Bo hurriedly came out and handed over the medicine box, and at the same time blamed himself a bit: "I tried my best to stop it, but I still can't beat it."

Lu Yao wasn't surprised at all, and she didn't mean to blame. She had seen Shao Yunchen's level before, and for a long time, she was forced to turn around in his various routines and couldn't save herself.

So when he wiped the ointment on the palm of his hand, he curled his lips and smiled, "Of course you can't beat him, he is a thousand-year-old bastard."

Song Bo was taken aback, staring at the movements of Lu Yao's hands, "Then what am I?"

"You're still a bastard."

"..." After nodding secretly, he felt that something was wrong, "Director, why do I feel that you are scolding me?"

(End of this chapter)