Bold and passionate love: Acting coquettishly in Mr. Huo's arms

Just as she was struggling and hesitating, she heard a creepy evil laugh.

"Interesting, really interesting."

Helian Hanye's eyes were full of excitement. He licked the corner of his lips, and his blood was boiling: "Ruan, Han, Xing."

He chewed on the name word by word, and the bloodshot in his eyes grew darker.

Sooner or later, he would personally break her pride, tear apart her proud and calm face, and shatter her calm expression.

Let her kneel before him, give up all her dignity and pride, and beg for mercy and cry.

Thinking of this scene, he was so excited that he couldn't help but tremble all over.

"Helian..."

Ruan Weisi was about to cry, and whispered tremblingly: "Are you okay? Your wound is still bleeding..."

Her face was very pale, and there was a clear slap mark on her cheek.

The long hair that had been carefully groomed before coming here was now much more disheveled, revealing its fuzzy edges under the light.

Poor and cute, it makes people feel pity for it.

Seeing her like this, the fierceness in Helian Hanye's eyes subsided a little. After a pause, he said, "Did I scare you?"

Seeing that he had returned to his normal attitude, Ruan Weisi's heart finally settled down.

Only then did she realize that out of nervousness and fear, she subconsciously held her breath and her whole body was tense. Her muscles were a little sore and her lungs were a little dry due to lack of oxygen.

"You, get up quickly."

She went forward to help him up, sniffling, tears welling up in her eyes: "You've lost a lot of blood, does it hurt? I, I'll take you to get a bandage..."

This time I didn't dare mention calling the police, for fear of angering him.

"Silly girl."

Seeing this, Helian Hanye's gaze became even gentler, and he even raised his other uninjured hand and gently rubbed the top of her head.

His girl is so innocent and cute.

What's this little injury?

It looked like a lot of blood was flowing, but it was actually just flesh wounds, and even the important blood vessels were not cut.

For him who has lived in a cruel environment since childhood, it is not worth mentioning.

But he really enjoyed her worries and tears.

No one ever cared about how serious his injury was or whether he was in pain.

Since childhood, even his biological father only cared about whether he won and whether his methods were qualified and ruthless enough.

He raised the corners of his lips and smiled nonchalantly: "It's just a minor injury, it looks scary. Don't be afraid, okay?"

Ruan Weisi didn't dare to disobey him and nodded obediently.

Her well-behaved behavior made Helian Hanye smile even more. He pinched her cheek and said, "Good girl."

"I can't continue attending today's banquet."

His eyes dimmed slightly as he looked at his white suit stained with blood, a sense of disgust welling up in his heart.

Holding Ruan Weisi's hand, he said in a slightly tense voice, "Let's go back first. Don't worry, I've arranged for someone to take care of your matter. Tomorrow, you can continue to live your life with your head held high."

Doing charity is always the best way to build reputation.

With the endorsement of many wealthy ladies, Ruan Weisi's reputation on the Internet has undergone earth-shaking changes.

As long as she finds some internet trolls to stir up trouble for her, and takes advantage of the storm to apologize for the Yang Lu incident in a roundabout way, she will still be the kind-hearted little fairy who is not concerned with the mundane world.

Ruan Weisi felt a surge of joy in his heart.

This dark time is finally passing. She finally survived the darkness and welcomed the dawn.

Thinking about the great success she would have tomorrow, her smile became more genuine and she nodded vigorously: "Your health is the most important thing! Helian, I'll take you to get some medicine."

Helian Hanye didn't care about the wounds on his body, but enjoyed her care. He didn't refute her when he heard her, and walked out with her careful support.

After taking only two steps, his feet suddenly stopped.

"Helian?" Ruan Weisi tilted his head in confusion.

I saw his eyes fall to the ground, and he seemed a little complicated.

Looking down, he saw a fruit knife stained with his blood lying on the ground.

Over time, the blood on it turned slightly black, looking dirty and ominous.

Helian Hanye has a severe obsession with cleanliness. He even feels disgusted by things that have been touched by others. The chopsticks he uses for eating have to go through eight disinfection processes.

However, at this moment, he bent down and picked up the fruit knife.

Ruan Weisi's heart was still unresolved, his throat dry, and he forced a laugh: "This, this fruit knife is so dirty... Helian, you should throw it away... Otherwise, you will feel sick again soon."

"Throw it away?"

Helian Hanye raised one corner of his lips, but there was no smile in his eyes.

His bony fingers gently stroked the handle of the fruit knife, as if he could still feel the residual warmth on it.

Next comes the back of the knife and the blade.

Even though the sharp blade cut his skin again, he didn't care.

As if caressing his lover's skin, his voice was gentle, like a whisper: "No, it shouldn't be thrown away, it should be kept well."

Ruan Weisi's pupils shrank, and he forced a smile: "What's there to collect here?"

Crazy!

He wanted to hide the weapon that had just injured him?

Besides, he has such a severe mysophobia, how could he not be disgusted by the fruit knife that Ruan Xingchen had used and thrown on the ground?

Helian Hanye didn't notice her emotions. With interest in his eyes, he took out a handkerchief from his pocket and carefully wrapped the fruit knife.

After I break Ruan Xingchen's two-pound hard bones, and then take out this fruit knife and throw it in front of her, her face will definitely look very good.

The two people left the scene with their own thoughts.

Soon someone came out from the darkness, cleaned up the messy scene, and wiped off the blood, as if nothing had happened.

By the time the dinner ended, it was almost midnight.

When the car stopped in front of the Huo family's door, Ruan Xingchen was still a little drunk.

The lights were on in the living room. Huo Yan was sitting on the sofa, looking at the documents with his shoulders straight. He looked over when he heard the sound.

"Madam is back?"

He stood up, strode to her, and said in a gentle voice, "Are you tired? Do you want something to drink?"

"Mr. Huo."

Ruan Xingchen knew that he was a little drunk, but not that drunk.

The state of being slightly tipsy is actually very enjoyable.

Feeling light and floating, as if in the clouds.

Although he still has his rationality, he is also a bit spontaneous and impulsive, as if he has broken free from all constraints and is floating freely in the world.

Kicking off her high heels, she lazily hung herself around the man's neck and asked with a smile, "Are you waiting for me? You haven't seen me for a day. Do you miss me a lot?"

There was a hint of helplessness in Huo Yan's eyes.

He has never been a talkative person. He is used to being silent and taciturn in his daily life. He has few emotional fluctuations and naturally rarely expresses his feelings.