My temporary husband, please kiss me slowly

Nie Zhiyuan just showed up and ran over clearly: "Zhiyuan, I know I'm wrong. Don't ignore me, okay? I'm left with you now."

She and Chu Feng were driven out of the Chu family. Now there is no way to go. The only person she can think of is Nie Zhiyuan.

Nie Zhiyuan didn't say a word and called the police directly.

After being taken away, the whole world was quiet.

"You should be careful of this woman. I'm afraid she'll kill you because of love and hate." Bian Yi reminded me uneasily.

Nie Zhiyuan didn't take it to heart.

Who knows, after two days, ChuChu was really crazy. He took a knife to stab him, saying that life can't be with him, and death should be with him.

Nie Zhiyuan was very tired and unprepared. Although he avoided her fatal knife, he still hurt his abdomen.

After more than ten stitches, he went back to work.

Bian Yi advised him to have more rest, but he felt that time was money and he needed to stand up in the shortest time.

After he had no choice, Bian Yi simply called Lu Wan: "Zhiyuan was injured. The doctor told him to have a good rest, but he didn't listen to advice. Usually he listens to you most. Can you help advise?"

Lu Wan thought for a while and agreed to go.

No matter what, Nie Zhiyuan can't fall down. Hao Yu still needs Nie Zhiyuan's care.

When she went to the company in the evening, Nie Zhiyuan and Bian Yi were still working overtime, and other employees had left the company.

As Bian Yi said, Nie Zhiyuan is overdrawing himself and playing with his life!

Nie Zhiyuan didn't expect Lu Wan to come. A little surprise flashed in his eyes.

Soon he returned to calm and asked as if nothing had happened: "Why are you here?"

"When I saw the light, I came to have a look. I didn't expect you two were still working overtime." Lu Wan certainly didn't say that Bian Yi tipped her off.

She approached and saw Nie Zhiyuan's haggard face. "Your face is so ugly. It seems that you are twenty years old in a few days!"

Nie Zhiyuan subconsciously touched his face.

No, is it so exaggerated? Although he was untidy and seldom rested, he was not as old and ugly as she said.

"If you don't believe it, ask Xiao Yi." Lu Wan said, taking out a makeup mirror and handing it to Nie Zhiyuan.

Nie Zhiyuan didn't recognize himself for a moment when he saw the haggard man's face inside.

Coupled with the psychological effect, I feel more and more old and ugly. No wonder Lu Wan dislikes me so much.

"I didn't lie to you, did I? What have you experienced and tossed yourself like this in just a few days? Men, you'd better be handsome." Lu Wan shook her head as she said, pretending not to see Nie Zhiyuan's dark face.

Bian Yi timely sent tea and said with a smile, "he was injured and didn't rest. He worked overtime all day. Do you think he can stay old?"

"No wonder that makes sense." Lu Wan took the tea and took a sip.

Bian Yi went to Nie Zhiyuan and whispered, "I told you to rest, but you didn't listen. Now it's OK. You appear in front of Xiao Wan with this face, and your impression is divided into negative numbers."

Nie Zhiyuan scolded: "shut up!"

Bian Yi shrugged and went aside to watch the excitement.

Nie Zhiyuan took the opportunity to go to the bathroom. He washed his face. His face was still haggard and covered with stubble. At first glance, it looked like a tramp.

He came out again and became a model.

Lu Wan looked at him carefully with critical eyes, shook her head and said, "you'd better have a rest. People get old and stay up late quickly."