"Well, I don't know, maybe they are residents of the back streets." There is also a back street on Panshi Street, and she almost doesn't know the people there.
"Mr. Wu, if nothing happens, I'll leave first. If Master Yu asks, just tell him that I'm going back first." Sang Xia stood up to say goodbye and go back.
Since he was fine and Yu Bingbing was still taking care of him, of course she should leave.
"Oh??????Okay!" Wu Juemeng glanced at the ajar door, scratched his head and agreed.
Sangxia stood up and walked towards the door.
"Who allowed you to leave!" Sang Xia had just walked a few steps when she heard an unhappy shout from behind. When she turned around, she saw a man standing at the door with bare arms, glaring at her angrily.
The band-aid on his forehead had been replaced with a new one, and there were many circles of snow-white gauze wrapped around his strong arms. The white gauze made her look a little shocked. She was stunned for a moment, obviously very worried about him, but...
I found myself unable to say any words and just stood silently.
"Xiao Po, what are you shouting for? Go home with your sister." Yu Bingbing glared at the little figure with an unhappy look on his face.
"I have a family of my own!" Yu Bingpo said coldly, and walked past her without stopping. Looking at the figure who was still standing motionless, his face was completely unhappy, and he turned around and shouted to her
Said, "Still stunned!"
Damn little woman, can't you see that he is hurt? She actually wants to leave him and run home! Is this how a qualified maid takes care of her master?!
"Mr. Yu, I am??????" Sang Xia glanced at the cold beauty beside him, with a sad look on her face.
"What am I, hurry up!" Yu Bingpo shouted coldly again, Sang Xia pouted and followed him.
Yu Bingbing was so angry in her heart, but she knew her brother's temper and must not offend him, otherwise, he would disown her.
"Xiao Po, you need someone to take care of you like this. Go home with your sister, and Mrs. Li will take care of you at home!" Yu Bingbing persuaded softly while following him closely.
"Didn't you see that I have my own servant?" The cloud on Yu Bingpo's face became heavier and heavier.
"Xiao Po??????!" Yu Bingbing saw that Yu Bingpo was about to get into the car, and she became anxious.
"Manager Yu, it seems that you are very busy at work??????!" Before getting in the car, Yu Bingpo turned around suddenly and looked at Yu Bingbing coldly.
Yu Bingbing didn't dare to speak to her brother's completely business-like tone. Manager Yu's tone was obviously very dissatisfied with her?????? "Xiao Po, sister hopes you remember your identity.
Don't do anything that will make people in your circle laugh????!" Yu Bingbing gave Sang Xia a hard look and said to Yu Bingpo.
"Get in the car!" While Sang Xia was stunned, Yu Bingpo roared in a low voice, which almost scared her heart out.
Sangxia didn't dare to neglect and hurriedly got into the car. Wu Juemeng started the car and the car sped away in an instant. In the rear mirror, Sangxia looked at the cold beauty who was left far away, stuck out her tongue and said to her heart,
If a person is as cold as a piece of iron, no matter how beautiful he is, it will be in vain, just like the man sitting next to him.
However, the man seems to be getting better and better, just like this time, he accidentally saved her - Sang Xia thought he was accidentally, who always bullied her before.
"Mr. Yu, thank you!" Looking at the man sitting next to him and glancing at his injured arm, Sang Xia said her thanks sincerely.
Of course she sincerely thanked him. If it hadn't been for him, she would have been injured now. What would grandma do if something happened to her?
Just thinking about it makes me scared.
Yu Bingpo still looked ahead coldly, without answering or looking at her.
Sang Xia blinked her eyes, what do you mean by scumbag? Does he disdain her thanks? Or does he regret saving her and getting hurt?
"Mr. Yu, what do you want to have for lunch?" Sang Xia asked after entering the house, carefully taking off her shoes and handing them to him.
"Whatever." Yu Bingpo replied while changing his shoes. After saying that, he went upstairs.
Sang Xia stared at the disappearing figure, and it took her a while to come back to her senses. The man looked very lonely. What's the matter? Why did he have such an unwelcome expression when he came out of the hospital? She didn't provoke him, so she was in a mood.
No matter what, just do whatever you want.
Sang Xia entered the kitchen, and soon a large bowl of cold noodles was brought out.
"Mr. Yu, lunch is ready, please have a meal." Sang Xia went upstairs and knocked on the door of the study room and called.
Hearing a promise from inside, he was about to leave.
"Come in!" Before he could even take a step after turning around, an impatient order suddenly came from the room.
Sangxia pushed the door open in confusion and saw the man trying to put on his shirt with his uninjured left hand.
Yu Bingpo felt that if a person lost his right hand, he would really be a disabled person. He could do nothing like that and couldn't even put on a piece of clothing. The room was obviously very air-conditioned, but in order to put on his shirt smoothly, he actually became very satisfied.
My head was sweating, and my heart was even more irritable.
"Still stunned? Hurry up!" Seeing that Sang Xia was stunned and motionless, Yu Bingpo shouted impatiently again, pointed to the shirt on his body that was making him miserable, and motioned for her to help put it on.
"Oh??????Yes, Mr. Yu!" Sang Xia hurriedly walked over and helped him get dressed.
The strong masculine aura of the man, like some easily contagious disease, was instantly transmitted to Sang Xia. Her body became sensitive and nervous, her pink lips were pressed tightly, and her black eyes were lowered.
The handsome face of the man above.
Yu Bingpo looked down at the little woman, looking at the two rows of feather-fan-like eyelashes on her crimson cheeks, and felt that the room was getting hotter and hotter.
The shirt finally helped him put it on, and Sangxia began to button it.
Her cool little hands crossed his bare chest from time to time. Every time she touched accidentally, the place where she touched was ignited with scorching heat. Yu Bingpo's black eyes became deeper and deeper.
As if it could drown someone, it was so dark and bottomless.
"Mr. Yu, okay, let's go downstairs for dinner." Just when he was distracted and didn't know how to deal with his sudden mood, he heard a soft shout from a little woman in his ear, and he woke up from his trance.
Pulling on his shirt which had no wrinkles at all, Yu Bingpo snorted coldly in his nostrils and walked out with increasing impatience.
Sang Xia shook her fist behind him. She was a scumbag. She helped him countless times without saying thank you, and he still treated her with this attitude. Hum, if he wants her to help next time, she won't do it.
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However, it seems that if she refuses, she will die miserably. Who told her to be a maid who serves people, oh oh oh??? What a tragic fate??????