Quick Wear: The soft cannon fodder turns into a heartthrob and seduce

In the alley, all of Su Jinyan's men had rushed over.

The assistant standing in the front looked nervous.

On the way here, he had already learned a general idea of ​​what happened from the driver.

At this moment, looking at the four men stumbling on the ground with painful expressions on their faces, his expression was complicated.

He had followed President Su for so many years, and had only seen him deal with people without regard for the consequences and beat them half to death when President Su was young and frivolous.

I didn't expect that Mr. Su, who has long since cultivated himself to be able to remain calm and handle anything calmly, would lose his composure like this today.

On the other side, Su Jinyan continued to comfort the frightened Mu Zhou. His eyes glanced at the men who were still unable to stand up, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

He gave his assistant a look with a look of ferocity evident in his brows.

The assistant understood what he meant and immediately had the four people restrained, gagged and taken away.

Su Jinyan saw that Mu Zhou in his arms seemed to have calmed down a little, and whispered in her ear:

"Let's get out of here first."

After saying that, he gently picked up the person and carried him sideways, walking towards the car.

He picked up Mu Zhou effortlessly, as if the person was as light as a feather in his arms, full of security.

Mu Zhou leaned on his chest, his arm naturally resting on the back of his neck.

*

In the car, Su Jinyan put Mu Zhou on the seat and fastened her seat belt.

After getting in the car, he told the driver:

"Go to the hospital."

"No, I'm not hurt, I just got a fright."

Mu Zhou's voice was soft, and if you listened carefully, you could still hear trembling and fear.

Su Jinyan wanted to persuade him again, but then he heard Mu Zhou say:

"I want to go home and get some sleep."

Mu Zhou's eyes were red because she had just cried, and tears were still hanging on her eyelashes. She looked at him quietly, which made people feel distressed.

Su Jinyan felt like a huge rock covered with barbs was pressing on his chest, tearing him so hard that it hurt.

It hurt so much that I almost suffocated.

I couldn't say no at all, I could only say in a hoarse voice:

"Okay, go home."

Su Jinyan knew that Mu Zhou had not yet fully recovered, so he did not ask any more questions about what had just happened.

Anyway, the person is in his hands, and he can always ask whatever he wants to know.

His eyes darkened.

*

The car stopped downstairs. Mu Zhou got out and was about to say goodbye, but saw Su Jinyan also getting out.

He naturally put one hand around her shoulders and the other hand held her arm, as if he was afraid that she would lose her balance, and led her upstairs.

Mu Zhou opened his mouth, but under his dominance, he didn't say much.

After entering the room, Su Jinyan glanced at the room environment calmly. After realizing that she was sharing the room with someone, his brows furrowed slightly, but he didn't say anything.

Mu Zhou's room is not big. After putting the bed, there is only a small wardrobe, a table, and a chair.

Su Jinyan helped her sit down on the chair, half-knelt in front of her, looked at the dirt marks on her knees, and was worried:

"Did you fall? Does it hurt?"

Mu Zhou nodded, then shook his head: "It doesn't hurt."

Seeing her admit it, Su Jinyan frowned and carefully rolled up his trouser legs, revealing his knees and calves.

The skin that is not often exposed is particularly white, but this makes the redness and swelling of the knees become extremely eye-catching.

Su Jinyan suddenly regretted not taking her to the hospital.

But seeing that Mu Zhou looked depressed at the beginning, he was obviously much more relaxed after returning to the room. In the end, he did not force her to go to the hospital, but just asked his assistant to buy some medicine.

After a while, the assistant brought the medicine.

Su Jinyan took the medicine, returned to the room and sat on the edge of the bed, just opposite Mu Zhou.

He lifted Mu Zhou's legs and placed them on his own legs, and began to apply anti-swelling oil to the red and swollen areas.

His technique was gentle yet powerful, and Mu Zhou could tolerate the slight pain.

"Does it hurt?"

Su Jinyan asked.

Mu Zhou shook his head at first, then realized that his eyes were still on her knees, so he spoke honestly:

"a little bit."

As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed that the strength in Su Jinyan's hands had become much gentler.

Only when the pain in his knee subsided did Mu Zhou have the energy to focus on other things.

For example, the posture of the two people at this moment.

Mu Zhou put one foot on Su Jinyan's knee. The texture of his suit pants was smooth, and through the thin layer of fabric, he could easily feel Su Jinyan's slightly hot skin.

Su Jinyan looked focused, supporting Mu Zhou's leg from below with one hand and gently kneading the red and swollen area with the other hand.

The smell of medicinal oil spread throughout the house, but it was surprisingly not that offensive.

Perhaps because it didn't hurt so much, Su Jinyan's occasional rubbing of his fingertips actually made Mu Zhou feel a little itchy.

Her toes couldn't help but curl a little.

This subtle movement did not escape Su Jinyan's eyes.

He raised his eyes and glanced at Mu Zhou vaguely. Seeing her blushing cheeks and avoiding his gaze guiltily, Su Jinyan's throat rolled for a moment, and then he lowered his eyes as if nothing had happened.

But the movements of his hands couldn't help but soften.

He couldn't help but look at the soles of the feet stepping on his suit pants.

Although she is thin, her feet are not bony.

His slightly curled toes caused some wrinkles on his smooth suit pants.

At a certain moment, the white little feet and his black suit pants formed a sharp contrast.

So much so that a dark fire ignited in the depths of Su Jinyan's dark eyes, which was almost impossible to restrain.

Mu Zhou successfully diverted his attention. After realizing that it was not as itchy anymore, he slowly shifted his gaze back to his injured knee and Su Jinyan's hand.

He was tall, with big hands, and his long, slender fingers, with distinct joints, almost reached around her knees.

Perhaps because of the force used, the veins on the back of the hand are obvious.

Inexplicably...sexy.

Mu Zhou blinked and quickly looked away.

*

On the other side, Xia Nian'an's office.

Although she was a little concerned about Mu Zhou's affairs, she was not too worried.

She has done this kind of thing many times, and her people have experience with it.

I've become accustomed to it.

Anyone who offends her or competes with her for business will not have a good ending.

Moreover, due to the demolition, there are few people living in that area, and there are often some idle hooligans wandering around.

It is perfectly reasonable for robbery and murder to happen.

Neither the gangsters nor the buyers were hers, so they couldn't trace her back to them.

The person who came forward was someone who had followed the Xia family in their early years. She had become rich thanks to the Xia family, and she had countless leverage over the other party, so she didn't have to worry about being betrayed.

So she worked with peace of mind.

Until almost evening.

She suddenly realized that no one had come to report this to her.

Xia Nian'an couldn't help but frown and called his assistant to ask.

But the answer we got was that the group of thugs had lost contact.

This gave her a sense of crisis.

She thought for a moment, and immediately asked someone to erase all evidence of contact with the gang, and then sent someone to secretly go to the scene to see what had happened.

Unexpectedly, the people who went to the scene also disappeared.

At this moment, Xia Nian'an realized that something really happened.

She returned home to find her father immediately.