Zhong Li turned around, and sure enough it was him.
"Is something wrong?"
Jing Yuchen was leaning on the car, crossing his arms and looking at her leisurely.
"You are really good at gathering a crowd to fight."
She was like this when we first met.
He is obviously a sickly young master, but he is able to fight with ease. Even if the opponent has a knife, he remains calm in the face of danger.
Zhong Li frowned, "Did you see it?"
If you say that, wouldn't he be following you all the way?
A charming smile appeared at the corner of the man's mouth, he straightened up and slowly approached her.
"Last time, you really got hurt on purpose."
Zhong Li said nothing.
Without some injuries, the situation would not be so serious.
She suddenly turned her head and said, "Last time, you were also there."
No matter how hard the young master and young lady of the Jing family don't learn well, they will never end up in that kind of place.
What's more, he is still the eldest son.
But that time, Zhong Li knew clearly that it was Jing Qingye's intention.
Jing Yuchen didn’t respond.
It's been such a long time, and the two of them have known each other for more than a month.
During the contact with her, it seemed that she had been sick since childhood.
The Zhong family concealed this very well. The outside world only heard that Young Master Zhong had been ill for a long time, but they did not know what kind of disease she had.
Looking at her forearm, Jing Yuchen teased: "It seems that I don't need to take you to the hospital this time."
Thinking of something again, he suddenly grabbed Zhong Li's wrist.
"How is your injury?"
This move touched Zhong Li's sensitive points.
She suddenly retracted her hand and took a few steps back, covering the wound on her arm. There was an emotion in her heart that was beyond words.
Zhong Li didn’t know what was going on, it was probably the body’s instinctive reaction.
She calmed down and said, "Don't worry anymore."
The moment his palms were empty, Jing Yuchen's deep black eyes dimmed and he studied Zhong Li's expression.
It seems that the little brother is still wary of himself.
The secretive look aroused Jing Yuchen's curiosity.
But seeing her defensive look, she didn't intend to continue exploring.
He withdrew his gaze, walked back a few steps, and opened the passenger door.
"Shall I send you off?"
Zhong Li said politely: "No, I've asked my driver at home to pick me up."
Jing Yuchen: "Then just call the driver. There's no need to come over."
Zhong Li: "..."
Finally, she got into Jing Yuchen's car.
The scenery outside the window moves backward, the air conditioner in the car is turned on, and the weak air flow is accompanied by the gentle sound of music.
Such a quiet atmosphere was interrupted by the ringtone of Jing Yuchen's cell phone.
There was no note, he just glanced at it and hung up decisively.
Zhong Li then turned his head, "Am I disturbing you?"
The man in front of him was a man of high status and busy with business, but Zhong Li felt that he was a little idle.
"It has nothing to do with you." He looked straight ahead and said casually: "It's just a harassing phone call."
"Really?" Zhong Li didn't expose him.
In less than a minute, another call came.
Zhong Li took a look and saw that it was the same number as before.
"The current scam is quite reluctant, but I did find the right person."
Jing Yuchen frowned and hung up the phone again.
The people over there have no intention of giving up.
After hitting him twice more, Zhong Li finally couldn't help but say: "If you don't pick up, are you going to make the other party give up?"
Jing Yuchen stopped when he was about to turn off the phone.
He curled his lips and said, "It's a good suggestion."
