It's better that it's better that the stinky man dares to yell at him.
However, when he turned to see the expression on Yuwen Haoyu's face, Qing'er's heart aches.
Could it be that this woman is really that important in Brother Yu’s heart? Qing'er’s heart was full of resentment.
However, when Qing'er saw Luo Ling lying half-dead, she didn't want to say much. In fact, Sister Luo Ling is not a bad woman, and she still hopes that she will get better soon and then compete fairly. Qing'er
A decision was made in his heart.
Qing'er walked to Yuwen Haoyu with her lips pursed and said in a low voice to Yuwen Haoyu:
"Brother Yu, Sister Ling'er had a toxic attack just now and cut her wrist. I found a doctor for her and let the doctor take a look first."
Upon hearing this, Yuwen Haoyu's expression stagnated. When he lowered his eyes, he found that Luo Ling's wrist was indeed covered with some rags, and red blood stains penetrated out of the rags, which was particularly eye-catching.
"Didn't I ask you to look at her well? How could she be so hurt? Have you really helped me watch her?"
After checking the scars on Luo Ling's wrist, Yuwen Haoyu's face turned gloomy and his tone naturally became worse, and he was very sharp.
He stood up and gave the position to the doctor who was rushing to the bed, stood at the head of the bed, watching the husband diagnosed, his face tense.
Qing'er looked at him secretly, and the black pupils were filled with tears. She had just left for a while, and after leaving, she also helped Luo Ling get medicine. She was also a young lady, since she was a child.
Big, Cao's mansion was spoiled and gave in to her. When did she serve others so hard? And this person was her rival. She had achieved this point. Unexpectedly, she was scolded by Yuwen Haoyu anyway.
Something.
The more I thought about it, the less uncomfortable it felt. Qing'er raised her hand and gently wiped the corners of her eyes, and ran out of the room without a sound.
Yuwen Haoyu was devoted to Luo Ling, so he naturally did not care whether anyone around him was wronged, so he didn't notice when Qing'er left the room.
Zhang Shaoliang, who was still leaning lazily against the corner of the wall. When he came back to his senses from his strange feeling before, he leaned against the corner of the wall and stared blankly. When he woke up, he saw red eyes coming from him.
When Qing'er ran over in front of her, Zhang Shaoliang turned around and looked in the direction of the house. He immediately understood in his heart. After thinking about it, he still chased him out.
Qing'er trotted all the way, and when she was so angry that she stopped beside the corridor columns. She held the corridor columns with one hand and covered her face with the other hand, and sat down by the railing.
Her thin shoulders were shaking.
"Qing'er?"
A familiar voice suddenly came from above his head. Even if Qing'er didn't go and see, she knew it was Zhang Shaoliang's gangster. She couldn't understand why her grandfather Cao Shichen liked this person so much. She was obviously a gangster and was idle all day long.
, I have nothing to do, and I like to come to Cao's house for free!
"What's wrong? I really mean it, right? Do you like that guy? What's the good thing about that guy? Although his skin looks good, his face is so smelly all day long and he is not cute at all. How can you be there?
Brother Shaoliang, I’m so happy, Yushu is in the wind..."
Zhang Shaoliang looked at Qing'er, who was still silent and kept crying, and sat down next to her helplessly, lowered his head to look at her: