An Yi stared coldly at the open door for a long time, damn Lai Qijun, he can go die, he can go die!
He actually wants to buy this entire community!
He is really sick!
An Yi thought angrily in her heart. When she turned around, she saw the medical kit left beside the bed. She was startled. He looked very ill. He had an injury on his head and didn't have his mobile phone with him. Does it really matter?
?
Biting her lip fiercely, is she also sick? Why would she be worried about that bastard?
However, despite thinking like this, he couldn't help but walk towards the door. When he got downstairs, he didn't see his figure. An Yi chased him out. The streets on the left and right were empty, and Lai Qijun was nowhere to be seen.
figure?
She couldn't help but find it funny. Maybe he called a taxi and went back by himself! What else was she worried about?
With this in mind, she didn't go upstairs again, but stopped a taxi and went straight to Ou Mansion.
…
The red Porsche sports car was driving very fast. The woman wearing sunglasses looked down at the man who was half lying on the passenger seat and half unconscious, and a charming smile appeared on her lips.
Lai Qijun......
The car went around a few corners and stopped in front of a white villa. She opened the door of the passenger seat and struggled to help the man inside out. Lai Qijun felt that his eyelids were so heavy. He tried hard to open his eyes.
I saw the sunglasses of the woman in front of me that were instantly magnified.
Who is it? His brows furrowed deeper, his lips moved, and he couldn't help coughing again.
The woman brought him to the villa and finally brought her back to her room. She opened the curtains with a bang, and the sunlight shone in from the huge floor-to-ceiling windows and fell on Lai Qijun's face. He instinctively narrowed his eyes.
In his hazy state, he felt soft hands reaching out, giving him water and medicine, and stuffing them in as well.
He snorted in pain and suddenly called out in a low voice: "An Yi..." Is that woman duplicity again? Is she taking care of him now? Hehe, he yelled at him just now and said he wanted to buy her.
The neighborhood where I live.
Damn woman, does she really not know? As long as she lowers her head to him and says a few softening words, he will definitely soften her heart.
"Hmm..." He raised his hand and touched his forehead. It hurt.
He had been suffering from a headache for a day and a night, and it seemed to be getting worse now. He felt like he wanted to break it open with a hammer.
The sound of high heels approached, and she stepped forward, sitting on the edge of the bed and looking intently at the man above her.
Feeling the soft fingers pressing against his painful temple, Lai Qijun's body trembled slightly, and then he gritted his teeth: "An Yi, get out of here!" She didn't want her to pity him! Didn't she tell him to get out?
? Then why take care of him?
Doesn’t she like herself at all? Then don’t be gentle to him!
Don't let him have any ideas, don't even give him a glimmer of hope!
The movement of the woman's hand paused, her beautiful eyebrows furrowed, and she said lightly: "An Yi?" It sounded like the name of a woman, his sweetheart? She couldn't help but want to laugh, right?
He already has a sweetheart? Is it finally too late for her?
But it doesn't matter, because she has the most powerful bargaining chip in her hands, right?
Thinking of this, the smile at the corner of her mouth widened infinitely. The strength on her fingers gradually increased, and the man underneath hummed lowly, and finally fell into a deep sleep.
"Lai Qijun." She called out his name softly. She had only seen this man in newspapers and news before. She didn't expect that he would be more eye-catching and handsome than what he showed in newspapers and TV. She didn't expect that they would be so famous.
Meet in this way.
Oh, that incident five years ago has long since tied them together, and they are destined to be entangled in this life.
She leaned over and kissed his thin lips, and then the phone rang. The woman quickly picked up the answer: "Yes, yes, I know." After a few short words, she hung up decisively.
phone, and even turned off the phone.
She reached out and slowly unbuttoned the shirt in front of him. The bright red blood stains on it were still unusually clear. She couldn't help but look at the injury on his forehead. Judging from the damage to the Rolls-Royce, it seemed that he was not the one who had been hit.
It was very serious. She took out a brand new shirt from the closet, but she did not put it on him immediately, but gently put it aside.
When she came back to her senses, she saw a few kiss marks on his neck. She frowned and couldn't help but stepped forward and touched that place with her fingertips. People said that there were countless women around Mr. Lai. It seemed that this was true. These kiss marks looked like
It can only last more than one night at most. So, it happened yesterday?
Lai Qijun, you really can't live without a woman for a moment! But she is not angry in her heart. As a man, it is inevitable to be carefree. Those warblers and swallows are just wild flowers and weeds outside, and they are different from her.
Thinking like this, she sat back down by Lai Qijun's bed again and looked at him steadily.
…
Xuanxuan rubbed his eyes and came out. When he saw Bertha sitting on the sofa blankly, he couldn't help but stepped forward and called her: "Aunt Bertha, where is my daddy?"
Bertha suddenly came back to her senses. She also wanted to know where Lai Qijun had gone!
Since what happened yesterday, the young master left angrily overnight. Bertha was a little flustered and did not dare to call him, fearing that he would drive her away when he came back.
Seeing that it was Xuanxuan looking for her father, she mustered up the courage to call Lai Qijun, but no one answered the phone after ringing for a long time. She was a little disappointed, wondering if Lai Qijun didn't answer on purpose.
Just then I thought about it, and the voice of the servant upstairs came down: "Bertha, are you calling the young master? The young master's cell phone seems to be in the room, and I heard the ringtone."
"What?" Bertha couldn't help but stand up. Then where did he go? He didn't even bring his mobile phone?
I rushed upstairs, but the phone below started ringing again.
Xuanxuan picked up the phone and called back: "Aunt Bertha, call me!"
Bertha turned around and picked up the phone. The voice over there was very polite: "Is this Miss Bertha, Mr. Lai's assistant?"
"Yes, I am."
"Oh, it's like this. Mr. Lai had a car accident. We have towed the car for repairs. We can't contact him for the time being, but all the procedures have been completed. It's no problem if he doesn't come. I just want you to tell me
Hey. The car may need a few more days to be repaired. The damage is not very serious, but it is a completely imported car. I hope you understand."
Bertha couldn't hear clearly what the salesman said behind her. She started to tremble all over. There was a car accident? What about the young master? He is fine? What do you mean by someone who can't contact him?
After hanging up the phone, she hurriedly ordered the people below to check the wards of various major hospitals.
Ten minutes later, someone who was out on errands called and said no.
Bertha became more and more suspicious, how could this happen? How could it...