Wen Mengxin and Yan Yechen were speechless all the way.

Midway through, Wen Mengxin received a call from Zhou Qiaoqiao.

The moment Wen Mengxin's phone rang, the man who could not move looked at him with a squint look.

"Hey, Qiao Qiao, I'm back with something urgent. I'll wait for you in the milk tea shop in the old place later."

Wen Mengxin didn't want to go back with Yan Yechen. Fortunately, Qiaoqiao called in time and she was going to talk to her about what had happened in the past two days when she met.

"Assistant Ak, let me get out of the car at the traffic light at the next intersection. I have something to talk about with my little sister."

Wen Mengxin finished speaking in a low voice, and glanced at the man beside her.

Ah K was also nervous by the suppressed atmosphere behind him. He was playing music all the way, and he didn't dare to look back.

Now that he heard Wen Mengxin's words, he looked at his boss through the rearview mirror.

Seeing that the cold-looking boss didn't speak, he nodded and agreed: "Okay."

"If you have something to do with Qiaoqiao, you can go and do it first. I will go home on time." Wen Mengxin said to the man in the car when she got off the car.

After saying that, she hurriedly got out of the car with that powerful aura.

After getting off the bus, Wen Meng breathed a sigh of relief.

She almost didn't dare to look back.

Yan Yechen is so suffocating.

"BOSS, are we going back to the company?" Ak, who was waiting for the red light, asked.

"Change, opposite."

A K:??

Although he was puzzled, he didn't dare to say it or ask.

Wen Mengxin entered a milk tea shop of some eras and sat in a familiar position near the window as usual.

When she looked up and looked outside, the car had already driven, and Wen Mengxin didn't care.

On the opposite road, Yan Yechen's black car in the green belt was parked at the edge. He saw it from the car, his eyes narrowed slightly and his face twisted.

What is she laughing at?

Yan Yechen pretended to be tidying up his cuffs, staring at him with deep eyes.

Why don’t I look at it now, I don’t say a word, and my face is still so cold?

Ah K was confused!

He has never been in love and is really distressed.

"Turn over." Yan Yechen was silent for a while and spoke to Ah K.

"Ah? Oh." Ak didn't dare to say more, and walked around the car again.

When Yan Yechen got out of the car, his eyes were like Wen Mengxin's little face stuck to the glass.

"Mrs. Young lady, what a coincidence, we are going to have a drink, and we can take you back later." Ah K said respectfully from behind.

Yan Yechen didn't say a word and found a seat next to the table.

Wen Mengxin sat in the farthest corner, and her facial features were delicate and delicate, her fat baby face, and her cherry-like red lips were plump and rosy, which was particularly attractive. But the smile on her face instantly frozen when she saw Yan Yechen.

Yan Yechen glanced at the woman sideways. When he withdrew his eyes, his black eyes were calm, but he didn't seem to care as much as he seemed.

"Clang." With a sound, Yan Yechen accidentally touched the table with his hand.

The table seemed unstable, and he reached out to hold it.

After he held his back, he lifted his clothes and looked at his white shirt that was bleeding, with a little cold face.

"Hey! What are you doing!"

The man suddenly pulled the gauze away, looking not nervous at all.

In an instant, bloodshot began to ooze on the arm.

A wound is being created on the wound, and normal people are frightened.

But Yan Yechen is like nothing happened.

Wen Mengxin was shocked by him!

"You don't want your hands anymore." Wen Mengxin was frightened by him.

She got up and grabbed his wrist with her little hands, staring at the man with beautiful eyes.

The atmosphere seemed to become weird.

Wen Meng was angry, and Ye Chen's cold expression turned to relax.

His frowning eyebrows stretched out. Seeing the little woman worrying about him, he covered his other hand with his small hand on his wrist.

"You're nervous about me."

Hesitated on one side, Ah K was stunned, boss is living in a dream!

Yan Yechen looked extremely serious.

His deep eyes stared at Wen Mengxin.

Because he cared, the force on his hands was particularly heavy.

He had no feelings at all, so he naturally didn't know how heavy his strength was.

Wen Mengxin was so angry that she pinched her hand.

"I just can't stand the blood!" Wen Mengxin muttered him, then shook his hand away.

Then he walked out and made his own bag.

She is used to wearing gauze and anti-inflammatory medicine, because sometimes she accidentally bumps at school.

Just as I took out these things, Qiaoqiao called over there.

"Hey, Xinxin, I have something to do here. The screenwriter is temporarily going to change the script. I may not be able to go there. You can take a taxi back by yourself. I'm looking for you tonight."

"Ah? Change the script?" Wen Mengxin glanced at the man sitting there, with blood seeping on his arms.

"Okay, you can do it first." Wen Meng replied intently.

After hanging up the phone, she glanced at Yan Yechen.

"This thing is for you, you can use it yourself, I'm going back."

"It just happened, go along the way." Yan Yechen said and stood up.

"Young Master, Young Grandma." Ah K stood by the car and waited quietly.

Wen Mengxin had no choice but to think of his road...

She gritted her teeth and put on some good things and followed.

When I got into the car, I said that I would take out all the gauze and medicine bottles.

Yan Yechen then entered here.

Ah K closed the car door.

"Touch your hand over."

Yan Ye Chen was not angry at all, and obediently reached over.

Sit up straight, pull the tie open to the side, and then loosen the buttons of the shirt with one hand.

Seeing Wen Mengxin lowering her head and seriously applying medicine to her palms.

Gentle breathing sprinkled on your arms, soft and warm.

Wen Mengxin looked at the mottled wound, and the red flesh and blood were brought out by a whole scab, and a scar that was almost healed was torn open for him.

A bloody feeling.

Extremely shocking.

Ordinary people will definitely feel pain when they are injured like this, but this girl didn't even frown her eyebrows, as if she was not hurting her hands.

Wen Mengxin was speechless in her heart, thinking about the feelings and perceptions he had lost, but it was actually quite pitiful.

From unwilling to change slowly, gentleness.

Instead of treating him as an alien, he felt even more distressed.

The cold and numb hands gradually became perceived.

The little woman's long eyelashes flash, her pretty facial features are calm and elegant.

It looks serious, like that beautiful sentence.

The most tenderness of bowing your head.

Use a cotton swab to apply a small bottle of anti-inflammatory medicine, then apply a layer of ointment, and then slowly wrap a layer of white gauze again.

Finally, a delicate bow was tied.

"alright."

"If you are doing something random in the future, you will have no feeling anyway." Wen Mengxin put away her things.

Place neatly on the one layer of the bag, neatly put the removed blood-stained gauze, wrap it in a tissue, and place it at your feet.
Chapter completed!