Chapter 11 I like the heavy taste of married women
"...You...please don't keep saying this, okay..." Her fingers turned white.
Jin Ting smiled slightly and said nothing. He bent down to open the medical kit, skillfully took out the tape, alcohol and medical cotton, and held Chu Xue's knee: "Don't move, otherwise don't blame me for leaving scars."
"Ah!" The cool alcohol rubbed against her knees, causing a hint of pain. Chuxue stared dumbfoundedly at the great god who would make the whole city tremble when he stomped his feet. He lowered his head and carefully wiped her wounds back and forth with cotton, and then gently
I blew it lightly and then applied the tape skillfully without any mess.
Then tie it with a bandage and tie it with a neat and elegant knot.
With this kind of proficiency, you can almost become a nurse directly.
She couldn't help but ask: "Why are you so good at dressing wounds?"
Jin Ting didn't answer, as if he didn't hear her at all. He just touched her ankle with his palm and said in a deep voice: "It seems that your foot has a ligament strain and is very swollen. I have to take you to the hospital."
Do a reset.”
Chuxue wanted to go to the hospital, but she couldn't even walk now. It was impossible to ask Haoxuan or Sheng Ruxuan for details.
It's better not to be so impatient, wait until your foot is healed, and then figure everything out.
But one thing is for sure, she is not willing to have that kind of relationship with this man again!
She can resign! No, it should be said that she must resign. She cannot bear to work under a man who has a physical relationship with her. That is an insult to her!
So, after her foot healed, she found an opportunity to go to the bathroom, and then sneaked away... She would resign on Monday and never have anything to do with him again...
She touched her body and suddenly discovered a problem: "Mr. Jin, I didn't bring my wallet. I will go to the hospital in a while. You can help me pay the medical bills in advance. I will pay you back then."
"Okay, no problem. If you don't pay me back, I'll deduct it from your salary." His eyes were burning with a sense of teasing, "If it doesn't work out, I can still pay in person. Although it's a bit cheaper, but
I can make up for it a few times."
Chuxue's face turned red, she held it in for a while and sneered, "Is it cheap?"
"Of course." He walked into the elevator with her in his arms, stretched out his hand and pressed the password. The interior was silver-grey, low-key and exquisite, with oil paintings hanging that seemed to be genuine, and the smell of some incense lingering.
Presumably, this is his own private elevator.
He blew against her ear: "Even if you pay 10,000 yuan once, you still have to pay it back several times..."
"Impossible!" Chuxue looked at the man with wide eyes, "I'm just going to treat a sprain, why does it need to be so expensive?"
Jin Ting narrowed his phoenix eyes and smiled: "You will know when the time comes."
"I..." Chuxue suddenly felt an ominous premonition, "You don't need to take me there, I can just go to the hospital by myself!"
"You go by yourself? You crawl there?" He sneered.
"I called my good friend to come over..." she said weakly.
"Good friend? That best friend of yours? Hahahaha..." Jin Ting laughed!
Chuxue herself was stunned. Yes, she didn't have many friends. Her life almost revolved around Mo Haoxuan. She was not a lively person who was good at making friends... and she had to take care of her mother at the time.
, and I have to take care of Xiaochen, so I really don’t have time.
Apart from Sheng Ruxuan, she only had one friend, middle school classmate Xu Dongdong. Dongdong and Sheng Ruxuan were completely different types, and they couldn't get along with each other. I remember that at that time, she often nodded to Chu Xue and told her not to show her heart to Sheng Ruxuan, but she didn't.
Take it easy.
It seems that she really has farsightedness...
However, Dongdong became a reporter six months ago. She was flying around all day long. Today she was in the United States and the next she was in Nicaragua. Even when Chuxue got married, she just made a phone call to say: "Sorry, I'm currently filming whale sharks in the middle of the Pacific. Next time
I’ll bring you the red envelope for the first time!”
Sensing her silence, Jin Ting laughed: "Look, you don't have any friends!"
"What does it matter to you that I have no friends? Do you have friends?"
"Of course I do."
"Liar! You capitalists like you only care about money. What kind of friends will you have?"
"You poor people just think that rich people have neither conscience nor friends. You are wrong. The rich people in this world are much better than the losers. Money can't buy everything. It's just you."
It’s just a loser’s fantasy!”
Chuxue felt depressed, but she also knew that what he said made sense.
Why did Mo Haoxuan empathize with Sheng Ruxuan? Isn't it mainly because of her family background?
I am just a poor girl who doesn't even have a biological father. How can I compare myself to the rich daughter of the Sheng family?
Seeing that she was thinking about herself, Jin Ting couldn't help but carry her to the lobby!
The gorgeous and spacious lobby exudes the fragrance of flowers, mixed with the rich smell of incense.
The flow of passengers is endless, creating a noble and prosperous scene.
All the service staff in neat uniforms immediately stopped what they were doing when they saw Jin Ting.
He lowered his head and stood at attention, and greeted respectfully: "Good morning, Mr. Jin!"
Although everyone was curious about why the big boss had a woman in his arms, and she was wearing a bridal cheongsam, no one dared to ask after all.
It's so strange. Although Mr. Jin has always been attracted by women, he has always hated women coming too close to him in public.
The last time the movie queen Zhou Wei insisted on cuddling with him at the headquarters of the Jin Group, she refused to listen. Mr. Jin immediately became dark-faced and made several phone calls. Her latest two international blockbusters were about to be released.
It's so yellow that it doesn't even have enough soy sauce.
What is the origin of this woman? Why is she still wearing a bridal cheongsam? Does their god-like boss actually have a strong taste for wives?
In this case, that woman’s husband is too Ninja Turtle!
Or does Mr. Jin like role-playing games?
Although everyone dared not say a word, they had already been gossiping in their hearts for 500 rounds!
Jin Ting hummed and strode towards the parking lot without looking at anyone.
Chuxue felt the sideways glances along the way and suddenly grabbed Jin Ting's tie!
Jin Ting raised the corner of his mouth and smiled: "What? You want to make out? But this is a public place, how about we go back to the hotel first?"
"I mean if you put me down, I... I'll take a taxi to the hospital by myself."
She has really had enough of these looks!
"late."
He stretched out his index finger and pressed it on her lips, "Stop struggling, it's useless."
Before the two of them entered the large underground garage, several tall men in sunglasses and uniforms were already lined up in a formation similar to a national flag class, walking in goose steps to greet them: "Where are you going, Mr. Jin? I'll drive!"
Jin Ting glanced at these men and shook his head: "You guys go down."
"But Mr. Jin..."
"You guys get out of the way, I'm coming."
Another man strode out from behind the "temptators in sunglasses and uniforms". He was a young and unruly guy, with a cockscomb-like hairstyle on his head, wearing fly-style sunglasses, and a colorful flashing waistcoat with something hanging on it, chewing carelessly.
Holding her chewing gum, she said, "Mr. Jin, where are you going? Isn't this just a hotel? There are no rooms, and it's so troublesome to take the little beauty around for a long way. This is not your style!"