Rebirth, the domineering president's unbridled love

Qiao Jingyu waited quietly, but after a while, Duan Yuchen seemed to have no intention of taking the umbrella from her. Seeing this, Qiao Jingyu had to gently place the umbrella on the seat beside her, and then lowered her voice and asked carefully: "Mr. Duan, do you have anything else to say?"

At this time, only Duan Yuchen's low and somewhat mysterious voice was heard slowly: "Come here."

Hearing this, Qiao Jingyu hesitated for a moment, but still moved a little bit towards Duan Yuchen, really just a little bit. Then, she asked again in a low voice: "Mr. Duan, is there anything I can help you with?"

Duan Yuchen's handsome face showed a trace of helplessness. He took a step forward with his slender legs and sat steadily next to Qiao Jingyu in an instant. Qiao Jingyu was completely unprepared for Duan Yuchen's sudden closeness. She was frightened and trembled all over. She leaned back subconsciously. In the blink of an eye, she pressed her whole body tightly against the car door. Her beautiful big eyes flashed with panic, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly like the wings of a frightened butterfly. Her voice became smaller, "Duan... Mr. Duan... you are too close..."

Duan Yuchen's handsome eyebrows slightly frowned when he heard this, and then he stretched out a strong and powerful long arm, and his palm landed steadily on the seat beside Qiao Jingyu. At the same time, his tall body slowly approached Qiao Jingyu, thus trapping Qiao Jingyu firmly between the narrow seat, the hard door and his broad chest.

Although I can't see anything, my perception of distance is very sharp. Just like at this moment, even though I can't see it with my own eyes, I can still clearly feel that the distance between you and me will never exceed 10 centimeters, right?

At this moment, Qiao Jingyu wanted to compress herself into a thin wisp of air and float past Duan Yuchen silently. Duan Yuchen's powerful and shocking aura seemed to form an invisible wall, pressing Qiao Jingyu so hard that she could hardly breathe. He exuded a pure and mature aura, and this unique charm made Qiao Jingyu feel a little irresistible, and her heart was pounding.

Qiao Jingyu felt her cheeks burning hot. She subconsciously stroked her pounding heart with her hand and responded in a voice as soft as a mosquito: "Yes..."

"Give me your right hand." Duan Yuchen's low and magnetic voice suddenly sounded.

"Ah?" Qiao Jingyu looked at Duan Yuchen's handsome and heroic face in astonishment, her eyes full of confusion and puzzlement.

However, Duan Yuchen did not say anything more. He just relied on his accurate intuition, stretched out his hand without hesitation, accurately grasped Qiao Jingyu's right hand, and gently pulled it towards himself.

"Duan... Mr. Duan... what exactly do you want to do..." Qiao Jingyu used all her strength to try to break free from Duan Yuchen's tightly grasped hand. Her body was trembling slightly, and her face was full of fear and resistance.

"Don't move." Duan Yuchen's low voice came. Although it was brief, it was extremely intimidating.

Qiao Jingyu's whole body was tense, not daring to move an inch, and she said in a trembling voice, "Mr. Duan... I... I'm not that kind of girl, please don't do this..."

Duan Yuchen was slightly stunned after hearing this. The next second, a charming arc appeared at the corner of his mouth, and a rare hint of playfulness appeared in his voice, "What am I not like?"

"you you…"

"Are you afraid that I will eat you?"

"..."

"Of course I know you're not a casual girl, and I'm not a casual man either." Duan Yuchen let go of Qiao Jingyu's hand, and handed her the prepared medicine and iodine, "Treat the wound on your right arm, don't let it get infected again."

Injured? What kind of injury? Where are you injured?

Qiao Jingyu stared at her right arm with suspicion, and when she looked carefully, she saw a shallow wound. She tried to recall it, and finally remembered that she was injured accidentally when she was fighting with the two hateful men outside the bar last night. The situation was chaotic at the time, and she was so focused on Mu Xuefei that she didn't realize she was injured at all.

However, what Qiao Jingyu couldn't understand was that Duan Yuchen couldn't see, so how did he know that he was injured?

Just when Qiao Jingyu was full of doubts, she heard Duan Yuchen slowly explain: "Dong Lei told me that you were injured. When you got in the car just now, I didn't smell any medicine, so I guessed that you might not have treated the wound yet."

Hearing this, Qiao Jingyu's eyes widened in surprise, and she secretly exclaimed in her heart: This person's sense of smell is too sensitive! It's incredible!

Then Duan Yuchen took out the iodine and medicine that he had prepared long ago and handed them to Qiao Jingyu, "Hurry up and take care of it, otherwise it will get inflamed again."

Duan Yuchen heard that Qiao Jingyu had not applied medicine yet, so he asked softly, "Do you need me to help you treat the wound?"

"No... no need..." Qiao Jingyu came back to her senses as if she had just woken up from a dream, and quickly refused, and quickly began to treat the wound on her arm. In fact, it was just a small wound, and it would heal quickly with a little simple treatment.

Qiao Jingyu said with a little embarrassment: "Mr. Duan, I'm so sorry. I misunderstood you just now. Please forgive my rashness."

Duan Yuchen nodded slightly, indicating that he accepted the apology, and then asked in a calm tone: "So, what did you think I wanted to do to you just now?"

Qiao Jingyu felt as if her cheeks were burned by fire, and suddenly turned red. Her guilty conscience and nervousness made her unable to care about the faint smile on Duan Yuchen's lips. She looked away and stammered, "Nothing... nothing..."

Qiao Jingyu was nervous, fearing that Duan Yuchen would ask about what happened just now, so she quickly tried to change the subject, "Mr. Duan, do you have anything else to tell me? My friend is waiting for me outside."

However, Duan Yuchen did not respond to Qiao Jingyu's question, but suddenly asked: "Have you had lunch?"

Qiao Jingyu didn't understand why Duan Yuchen asked this question, but she still answered honestly: "Not yet!"

"Well, I haven't eaten yet either." Duan Yuchen then asked, "Is there a quieter restaurant near your school?"

Qiao Jingyu initially thought that Duan Yuchen just wanted to find a random place nearby to have lunch, so after thinking about it carefully, she replied, "Yes, there is one not far ahead. Although the restaurant is not large, the environment is very quiet and peaceful, the decoration style is very elegant, and the taste of the dishes is beyond reproach. However, the prices are relatively not very affordable, so students in our school rarely go there to consume. From here, walk along this street for about 700 meters, then turn left and walk about 400 meters and you will see it."