"Feeling..." Meng Yu's smile was a little stiff, but in order to resolve the embarrassment, Meng Yu pretended to be calm and said, "Mr. Chu's arms are quite stiff, should he exercise regularly?"
Chu Xiujin said, "Well, I usually have the habit of exercising. Not only my arms are stiff, but other places are also stiff."
Meng Yu didn't realize what was wrong with this sentence, and nodded, and then heard him say, "Want to feel it?"
feel... feel...
Only then did Meng Yu realize that this sounded strange, as if there was some kind of ambiguity, but the feeling he said should just be as simple as the feeling she had just squeezed his arm... After all, a gentle man like him , shouldn't it be the kind of ambiguity that flashed in my mind
Meng Yu felt that he should just be polite. For example, when you go to dinner with others, they politely invite you to eat more.
Although this invitation is a little ambiguous...
However, out of politeness and courtesy, what she should do at this time is to decline, but when she said it, it became, "Now?"
Hey, are you okay Meng Yu
Meng Yu felt that he was a little shameless.
I wonder if Mr. Chu thinks she is too rude, or thinks she is a little frivolous? After all, people are just chatting politely.
Meng Yu was thinking about it when he saw Chu Xiujin nodded after a moment of contemplation.
"Also," he said.
Meng Yu "… "
At this time, the two were walking back along the street. Although it was still early, there were no people on the street, but the lights of the shops not far away were already lit.
Meng Yu asked him with a complicated expression, "Are you sure you're on the street?"
He asked back, "Didn't you ask if you want it now?"
This is indeed true, and the logic is quite correct.
Meng Yu blushed, she avoided his gaze and said, "I just said it casually, but Mr. Chu is quite generous."
Chu Xiujin said, "I have always been generous to my people."
Not at all humble, but people say it so frankly.
My man... he means she's his man? Meng Yu felt that these domineering words were a bit provocative, but they had a righteous face, and she thought about it, she is now his legal wife, isn't she his
The atmosphere calmed down for a while, and the two walked side by side along the street. A small car suddenly passed by and splashed the water on the side of the road. Chu Xiujin pulled her behind her gracefully, and the water splashed. It all fell on his trouser legs.
The car stopped along the side of the road. Meng Yu thought that the person in the car wanted to apologize, but did not want the door to open and a strangely dressed person came out.
He was wearing a black coat, black pants, and a black hat on his head, with a black face mask under the hat.
Meng Yuzheng wondered how someone could dress like this, but Chu Xiujin suddenly took her hand and said to her, "Let's go!"
He didn't say these words until he saw the man suddenly pull out a black pistol from his trousers bag, and then a loud bang exploded in the rain. But before the gunshots, Chu Xiujin put her arms around her shoulders and dodged to the side to dodge.
Meng Yu heard Chu Xiujin's painful groan. She didn't know if he was shot, but she couldn't help thinking about it. Chu Xiujin took her hand and ran forward again, and the people behind him let go two more times. gun, and then a siren sounded, and then the gunshots stopped.
Meng Yu actually didn't go far, Chu Xiujin took her around the park and returned to the hotel. After getting on the hotel elevator, Meng Yu was relieved a little, only then did she realize that Chu Xiujin was injured.
The injury was on the arm, not a gunshot wound. It should have hit the statue when she was dodging bullets. Chu Xiujin clutched his arm, blood flowing down his fingertips.
Meng Yu was so frightened that his voice trembled, "Mr. Chu, are you injured, do you want to go to the hospital?"
"Need not."
Back in the room, he saw that he quickly dragged out the suitcase to open it, pulled open the dark layer of the suitcase, took out the gauze alcohol and anti-inflammatory medicine from it, and then ripped off the ripped shirt sleeve, and opened the alcohol cover directly. Pour over the wound.
His movements were very fast, and the clouds and water were combined together, and Meng Yu was standing aside and couldn't even speak. She didn't see his wound until he poured alcohol on it, it was a little deep.
"need my help?"
He turned his head and glanced at her, the two of them had long since lost their umbrellas to avoid the pursuit, and their clothes were also soaked in the rain.
"No, you go take a shower."
He spoke decisively, with a faint smell of an order.
Meng Yu obediently went to take a bath, and then came out. Chu Xiujin had already bandaged the wound and changed the wet clothes on her body. At this moment, she was wearing a bathrobe and was talking to her assistant, Quanye.
Meng Yu came out just as Chu Xiujin had finished explaining, and Quanye responded and turned and left. Chu Xiujin was sitting on the sofa in the living room. There was a pot of brewed tea on the coffee table. He poured a cup of tea with his uninjured hands. also injured.
Meng Yu sat down opposite him and asked, "Who are those people?"
Chu Xiujin poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of her before pouring a second cup. Hearing this, he said, "It's not clear yet."
He took a sip of tea and asked her, "Scared?"
To be honest, she was really frightened, it was the first time she experienced this kind of thing when she grew up. She lives in a country with good law and order, and there are very few people who directly kill people with guns on the street.
"I'm sorry, if I didn't come here, I wouldn't have encountered such a thing."
"It has nothing to do with you, no matter where I appear, these people will appear."
It seemed that the man was indeed coming for him today.
"Why would they attack you?"
"Probably think I'm living too much," he said.
The tone of his speech seemed to be small talk, not even self-joking, as if he was talking about something completely unrelated. Feeling that being treated as a superfluous person in the street is as common to him as eating and drinking, so that there will not be much emotional fluctuations when talking about it.
Meng Yu thought about his life experience, but he was never recognized. He was sent abroad when he was very young, and now he doesn't know who was hiding behind his back and wanted him to die. At this moment, she felt sad for him, but a person like him didn't seem to need others to feel sad for him. He was so strong in his heart that he didn't care about it at all.
"Everyone has the right to live, and no one has the right to decide who is redundant."
He leaned back on the sofa, with a lazy figure. He was holding a teacup in his hand at the moment. He lowered his head to drink tea. Just when he heard this sentence, he raised his eyes slightly to look at her.
"Probably I was treated as a bad person, they felt that bad people have no right to live."
"… "
Meng Yu thought that he had been protecting her during the crisis just now. When her life was threatened, he did not leave her to escape, but kept taking care of her. She didn't think he was a bad person.
So, she said to him, "No, I don't think Mr. Chu is a bad person, I think you are a good person."
He is very polite, very personable, and respects her very much, and he doesn't ignore her because he follows the family's wishes to marry a woman and go home. When she is wronged, he will stand up to protect her.
Such a person will never be bad.
"Those who want to hurt you are the bad guys."
He paused for a while, before slowly placing the cup on the coffee table, he suddenly lowered his head and smiled, "If you let others hear these words, they will probably think you are crazy."
"I don't care what other people think, I just believe what I see," she said.
He didn't speak any more. He leaned on the sofa and squinted at her. His eyes were not very sharp, and there was even a smile on the corner of his mouth, but Meng Yu felt that his eyes were burning with warmth. On her, it made her feel uncomfortable.
The window was opened, and the breeze mixed with the drizzle blew in, bringing a biting coolness, but Meng Yu felt that the room suddenly filled with a warm ambiguity.
It's really inexplicable, why are you looking at her like this.
Chu Xiujin stared at her like this for a long time, and he said, "I'm sorry, because I put you in danger. This time I was careless, and this kind of thing will never happen again."
"it does not matter."
At noon, the two of them ate something casually. After a while, Chu Xiujin's assistant came back, and they continued to talk. Because of what happened just now, Meng Yu didn't dare to run around, so he just took a book and read it in the room.
Someone knocked on the door at nine o'clock in the evening, Meng Yu opened the door, and the person in charge of the hotel stood outside the door. He was here to invite them to the banquet. He obviously didn't know about Chu Xiujin's injury.
Meng Yu didn't immediately agree. She turned to look at Chu Xiujin, "Are you going?"
"The master has personally invited you, of course you have to go."
He actually agreed, should he go even if his hand is injured? But since he was going, Meng Yu was with him. He put on a couture suit jacket, and Meng Yu also put on a dress for the banquet.
During the banquet, he talked with people calmly, but no one would know that there was a wounded arm hidden under his straight suit. Not only that, but under his calm appearance, there was also a thrilling scene that had just been killed. . But at this moment, he seems to be nothing, he is standing under the bright lights, in the midst of the tangle, he is still the big guy who is brightly dressed and above ten thousand people, as if nothing can affect him, he will all The pickles and dirt were all left behind.
Meng Yu stood beside him, and she looked at this calm man with genuine admiration.
She put her feet up and whispered in his ear, "Mr. Chu, you are amazing."
"Huh?" He turned his head sideways, and said in a low voice, "How do you say it? Where is it so powerful?"
"You're amazing in everything."
"Really?" There was a smile in his voice, then he lowered his head slightly, his mouth a little closer, "Thank you for your compliment." The warm breath blew in his ear, with a tickling warmth, and then he He added with aggravated tone, "Mrs. Chu."
Meng Yu "… "
Meng Yu felt as if his body was electrified, and his tailbone shuddered, but he had already stood up straight and continued to talk to people calmly.
Shouldn't it be intentional? No matter how he looked, he didn't look like the kind of person who deliberately flirted with people.
However, why do you suddenly call Mrs. Chu? It's really embarrassing.
After the banquet, the contract between Chu Xiujin and Shansuke Ryosuke was also finalized. I have to say that Mr. Chu is really a qualified big boss, and he is also an absolute careerist. He can negotiate a big contract when he comes out for his honeymoon.
Of course Meng Yu was also very happy for him.
Originally, they planned to play for a few more days, but when such an accident happened, Meng Yu was afraid that he would have another accident and insisted on going back, so the two flew back to Yancheng the next day.
Mr. Chu is a professional. After he came back, he went directly to the company and did not rest even when his hand was injured. Meng Yu passed by his study that night. The door of his study was not closed. She saw him sitting on the tatami by the bay window, with a medicine box next to him. The sleeve of his injured hand was rolled up, and the other one. Hands looking for something in medicine cabinet.
The chairman of the dignified North Vietnam, the person who is sought after by the stars and the moon, actually changed his medicine by himself.
He was as bright as the sun, but Meng Yu saw a sense of loneliness in him at the moment. She couldn't stand it anymore, she walked up to him and said, "I'll help you."
She took the medicine cabinet and asked him, "What medicine do you need?"
"Disinfect with alcohol first, then apply anti-inflammatory drugs."
Meng Yu used a cotton swab dipped in alcohol to disinfect him. She held his wrist with one hand so that she could move easily. His wrist was much thicker than hers, showing a sense of masculine strength. Meng Yu was not very comfortable when he first held it. , but all the discomfort turned into shock after seeing his wound clearly.
This was the first time she had seen his wound up close, a long slit in his arm, and stitches had been applied.
"When did you sew the needle?"
"The night before we got back."
"Did you go to the hospital?"
But Meng Yu didn't hear anything at all.
"No, I sewed it myself."
Meng Yu shook his hand and looked up at him suddenly. His expression at the moment didn't seem to be joking with her, he really sewed the needle himself.
Meng Yu was speechless for a long time, as if something was blocking her heart, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.
She once read a loneliness scale.
The first level is to go shopping alone, the second level is to eat, and then the twelfth level is to go to the hospital alone. He is worse than going to the hospital alone. He sews needles for himself.
She thought about how he was still in good spirits after he was injured and went to a cocktail party to talk business with others. She thought about his bright side in front of others, but now, she saw the difficulty behind his bright eyes.
She moved gently and rubbed alcohol on his wound.
"Does it hurt?" she asked.
"If I say it doesn't hurt, you might not believe it. It hurts a little bit, but only a little bit."
"… "
She helped him disinfect the wound, then applied anti-inflammatory and wound-healing medicine, and wrapped him with gauze.
After doing all this, she put the alcohol and anti-inflammatory drugs and the unused gauze back in the medicine cabinet. She asked, "Where is this?"
He pointed to the cabinet against the wall.
Meng Yu took the medicine box to put it away, he looked at her from behind her, and she put the box in the cupboard on her feet.
He suddenly lowered his head and smiled, this feeling is not bad.