Rescue the Paranoid Villain Boss

Jiang Zhiyi lost a leg and was unable to stand up. When he fell, he let out a muffled groan. Shi Qingyue's eyes were completely cold, and he hurried over to fish him from the ground.

Under the hug, he knew how thin Jiang Zhiyi was, and his figure was much smaller than three years ago. He didn't have much weight when he hugged him. A disabled leg struggled on the ground, but he couldn't get up.

She was so stubborn that she had to get up by herself, and finally Shi Qingyue held her arm and scolded, "Don't move."

Shi Qingyue's tone was not excessive, but Jiang Zhiyi's eyes suddenly reddened, his teeth biting the corners of his lips white, and she did not speak. When she was picked up, she still subconsciously blocked her neck for fear of falling off.

Carefully, looking pitiful and sad.

Just now, she was not allowed to hold her alive. The person who could do her own was picked up but refused to let go. Shi Qingyi choked and was forced to hold someone in her arms.

"Is this the attitude of Mr. Gu?"

Her voice was mocking and cold, as if it was soaked in ice, but in fact she was silently complaining. Who begs for this, please look at yourself? This is the correct way to ask for help.

The system spit out inopportunely: "Yes, I will pay myself in when I ask for help."

I don’t know what stings Gu Chuanjing’s eyes. He suddenly understood that Jiang Zhiyi was actually playing tricks on him. No matter what the opinion was, he would refute any opinions, and then use Song Zhiming to agitate him. Finally—

The secretary who heard the movement had followed Shi Qingyi and rushed in. Jiang Zhiyi’s legs were originally a taboo that was not to be touched. From her point of view, only Gu Chuanjing could be seen reaching out, and he immediately called the night shift security guard. A sturdy man rushed to the top floor.

Qingyi wanted to let go for a long time, thinking that so many people would save Jiang Zhiyi some face.

Unsuccessful, Jiang Zhiyi grabbed the collar of her clothes and buried half of his face in it.

The clothes belonged to her, not worn a few times. It was a thin, close-fitting shirt. The neckline and cuffs were all designed with jade gold buttons, which pinched Shi Qingyue's waistline extremely slender.

When she got closer, she could smell the scent of lemon fruit. She doesn't like perfume very much. Why does she have this scent on her body? Jiang Zhiyi frowned unconsciously. If she hadn't known since high school, she would almost doubt whether Shi Qingyi had been in close contact with anyone.

Shi Qingyue poked her awkwardly under the table—so many people watched.

Jiang Zhiyi: "..."

She just hit her waist, tripped her teeth and almost lost her attitude.

When Shi Qingyue felt that someone suddenly fell into his arms and knew that she could not be counted on, he raised his head and said coldly, "Don't drive him out yet?"

Thanks to the unscrupulous girl's behavior when she was young, she was really fierce when she was fierce, not angry or pretentious, and her eyes were cold like ice. Even the embarrassing posture of holding people in her arms felt cold in the hearts of people.

Gu Chuanjing's eyes were red suddenly, and the young man stood up to prop up the table and said sharply: "Do you think you are better than us? You are just a chess piece she played with! Shi Qingyue, you think she will not let go If you pass us, will she let you go?"

"Sir, please go out, otherwise we'll be rude!" The security guard came over and pulled his shoulders behind him.

"Go away, I'll go by myself—"

Gu Chuanjing picked up his jacket and walked out. The security guards had a lot of hands. During the pulling, he staggered and almost tripped over, holding the door frame comically. The young talent looked like a bereaved dog. When he saw Qingyue, he was a little embarrassed for him. .

The room was silent for a while, and the secretary stood awkwardly at the door not knowing what to do. Sometimes Jiang Zhiyi had a thin skin, sometimes thick and terrifying. At this time, his face was as usual and said: "After get off work, you will work hard to organize things tomorrow morning. ."

Then he let go of Shi Qingyi, and said warmly: "Let's go."

The secretary almost burst into tears. How do you feel that Mr. Jiang today is so gentle and easy to talk?

Put Jiang Zhiyi on the wheelchair, Shi Qingyue pushed her behind and held her hand on the wheelchair, Jiang Zhiyi raised one hand and insisted on covering the back of her hand in a twisted posture.

There are dozens of floors on the top floor, and it will take a while to get off the elevator. Jiang Zhiyi asked her in the elevator: "Why are you here?"

She just argued with Gu Chuanjing just because she changed clothes for a while, and she missed the message that Shi Qingyue was about to come. She was a little annoyed and began to regret why she wanted to let Gu Chuanjing come up. She should just let him go. Wait for one night.

"You haven't been home today, and it's raining again outside, so I just wanted to come and pick you up." Shi Qingyue replied carelessly, not knowing what kind of huge waves his words caused in others' hearts.

Jiang Zhiyi's hand covering the back of her hand tightened, and she happened to get out of the elevator. It was raining heavily outside, and the sound of crackling rain fell and knocked on the streets along the road.

Shi Qingyue pushed her all the way into the garage. When she wanted to pick her up, she pushed her away. President Jiang lowered his eyes and said that I could come by myself and I could climb up.

Shi Qingyue didn't listen to her. He picked him up and put the person on the co-pilot. When he wanted to leave, he didn't let go, didn't speak, said nothing, just bit the button of her neckline with his teeth.

Shi Qingyue stretched out his hand to block her.

When Jiang Zhiyi's eyes were cold, Shi Qingyue sighed unbearably when there were icy **** around him.

"... Ancestor, I have to put your wheelchair in the back seat first." Shi Qingyi felt that this day was really difficult.

The door hasn't closed yet—

Just when she thought that the wealthy President Jiang would not want the wheelchair directly, she finally let go of her compassionately, and with her face retracted into the seat as usual, as if nothing had happened.

With this kind of psychological quality, Shi Qingyue consciously couldn't keep up. She put her wheelchair in place and moved the car out of the garage and stopped again within a few steps.

Jiang Zhiyi, who pretended to close his eyes and calm his eyes, trembled slightly, and saw someone leaning over and his heart was jumping, his face upside down casually, only a little shortness of breath betrayed her: "What's the matter?"

She was already waiting for Shi Qingyue to kiss her, and the result—

The slender hand passed her, and pulled the seat belt behind her straight, with a straight face: "You forgot to wear the seat belt—"

Jiang Zhiyi: "..."

She grinned her teeth and finally held the person down before she got up and left. Her voice was slightly anxious with some kind of sharp thorns: "Didn't you sell yourself to me? Your family is doing well now, and you can give it to me. How about compensation?"

Shi Qingyi was startled. The space in the car was dark and narrow. She suddenly sighed and blocked her neckline hand: "If I said, I was to save you?"

"Do you think I can believe it?" She gave a slight sarcasm, her hands trembling slightly, and touched the button of her neckline, "You were not there when I was so painful that I could not stand up, and when I was disfigured and wanted to die, you No, you were at ease abroad when I was in desperation, guess I believe it or not?"

I couldn't see the look clearly in the dark, and the voice seemed to be a blunt weapon. It took a long time to hear a very soft voice: "I'm sorry."

"Then make it up." Jiang Zhiyi raised his neck, "what's the use of just talking?"

Shi Qingyue looked at her quietly: "What else do you want?"

"What do you think you have? What do I want, don't you know?" Jiang Zhiyi's hot finger nodded the back of her hand.

Shi Qingyue was taken aback for a moment and glanced out of the window. The rain was pouring, and the world was muddy. The rain wetted the car windows and snaked small traces on the windows. Her fingers convulsed slightly: "Here?"

She finally let go of her hand slowly, Jiang Zhiyi bit her neck, his voice was dumb and righteous: "It's here—"

Jiang Zhiyi trembles with pain when she bites like a puppy. She doesn't dare to look, so she can only turn her head to look at the heavy rain outside the window. Just turning her head, she was bitten again and hissed in pain.

Jiang Zhiyi's eyes were heavy, so why didn't he look at me at this time: "Look at other places and I will turn on the light—"

Shi Qingyue: "..."

After a long time, a hand finally compromised her back. Jiang Zhiyi raised her head and found that she had closed her eyes.

She was very angry, and when she was about to find a place to bite down, crying suddenly came from the window, vaguely as if she was about to suffocate.

"I have said that we have recently cooperated with Phaeton, telling you not to come or come! You must not listen to me and quarrel with your mother, what good will my company go bankrupt for you?" Gu Chuanjing's voice Majestic anger.

"I told my family that if I succeeded in starting a business, I would marry you and go home. Why can't you have a better life?!"

When Shi Qingyue tilted his head as soon as he wanted to, he was hugged tightly. Jiang Zhiyi said in a gloomy tone: "Don't look at it."

How can you look at others at this time?

This time I was really speechless and choked. Shi Qingyue forced two words from his teeth: "Someone..."

"Relax, you can't see the inside from the outside." Jiang Zhiyi felt a little better in her heart, soothingly coaxed, patted her back gently, "Don't be afraid—"

Is this a question of whether you are afraid or not? !

Shi Qingyue finally lowered his eyes, closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and sighed silently.

There was heavy rain outside the window, and the crying continued endlessly.

Jiang Zhiqing squatted in the place, the umbrella was already thrown in the dispute. The heavy rain wetted her clothes and outlined the amazingly thin outline. Three years ago, she came to the hospital because she was soaked in the rain and didn't go to class. The young man looked at her irritably at the moment, and did not come to block the heavy rain for her again.

"My dad's surgery date is approaching, and I can't raise money anymore... I can only come and find my sister." There is really no way, if there are other ways, how could she be willing to give up her dignity like this—

"Isn't you to blame yourself?" Gu Chuanjing's voice was cold, "I said a few years ago that I would pay him for the operation. Go and beg her again?"

Jiang Zhiqing finally collapsed: "That's different!"

She cried intermittently and couldn't catch her breath. Her usual strength was broken by the heavy rain and her lover's attitude: "That's different. It used to be my dad taking medicine before recuperating, but now it's surgery..."

She could afford the medical treatments and medications she had used before. She didn't want to be dependent on her brother Chuanjing. She wanted to be self-reliant and couldn't trouble him all the time. But she didn't expect her father's condition to deteriorate so quickly, and she could not live long without liver cirrhosis. Now, what can she do?

"Sister is not the same as you. That's my sister. Our sister in the family has no credit and hard work for decades..."

"Hard work? The hard work that you gambled on for her car accident compensation?" Gu Chuanjing was already crazy, and she didn't know how to say, "Then she should really take care of your family. You don't know what her attitude is. If you have to go up and find her, don't you know that I have been involved with her recently?"

Jiang Zhiqing's face turned pale when he was pierced by his indiscretion, and suddenly he roared sharply, "Isn't it because you cut corners?!"

Jiang Zhiqing helped the tree stagger to stand up, tears and rain mixed together: "You won't let me go to my sister, will you give me money to save my dad?"

Gu Chuanjing's face turned dark all of a sudden. Of course there is no problem at ordinary times. There are hundreds of thousands of things, but now his company is having an accident, and he really can't make up that much money. He is almost frustrated: "What? Finally asked me for it. Money? Don’t keep pretending?"

"Look, this is why I didn't let it when you were about to pay," Jiang Zhiqing's eyes were rustling with tears, "That's what you think of me in your heart?"

She held the tree's legs and trembled, bit her lip and turned and left, and was pulled by the flustered Gu Chuanjing.

"Where are you going? Go to Qi Mu? He saved you again today, right? Jiang Zhiqing, find out, whose girlfriend are you?"

Jiang Zhiqing waved him away, her face pale, tears and rain muddy: "What do you think of me in your heart? Senior Qi Mu wanted to help me, but I always refused, because I am your girlfriend, but what about now? I am not going to ask Qi Mu senior, am I begging you?"

"Gu Chuanjing, will you give me money?"

"Money, money again, do you only know money?!"

"Yeah, I just want money, it's not money, it's my dad's life, can you give it? You can't give it, you won't let me save my dad's life—"

"Jiang Zhiqing—"

The thunder rumbling down, Gu Chuanjing slapped her face with a slap, Jiang Zhiqing was beaten and staggered, and fell unsteadily. The skirt was wet with muddy water and quickly fainted with a horrible blood. She He covered his abdomen and looked at the furious young man in disbelief.

The pale and cold lips opened and closed several times, and in the end only hot tears flowed down the thin side of his face.