The Vengeful Wife: Is the CEO Scared?

"Yiyi, you have to know that a mentally ill person doesn't have to go to jail for murder, let alone...ha..." The man walked towards her step by step, "Yiyi, I miss you so much, why don't you miss me!"

"Go away!" Yan Yiyi threw the bag in her hand towards the man.

Because the four corners of the bag were all made of iron, a deep bloodstain was left across the man's face, but the man didn't seem to feel the pain at all, and continued to walk towards her without stopping his movements.

Zhang Sixing hid behind Yan Yiyi, already speechless with fright, this was the first time she saw such a person, and also the first time she encountered such a thing!She, who was always rational, became flustered at this moment.

Just when the man was about to touch Yan Yiyi, a woman in a black suit suddenly jumped out and subdued him to the ground.

"You can go, we will take care of the rest." The woman in a black suit said to Yan Yiyi.

"Thank you for saving our lives!" Yan Yiyi pulled Zhang Sixing carefully around the subdued man from the corner, and walked aside, "What's your name, please? The society should discover bravery! Call the police!"

"This is my mission, no thanks, no need to be discovered."

"What do you mean?" Yan Yiyi was puzzled.

"It means you can go now, don't say another word of nonsense!" She glanced at Yan Yiyi, is this woman out of her mind?If it wasn't for Xu Geng's order to let her, an A-level agent, come to protect this little girl, she would have left a long time ago. It's really not difficult at all.

Zhang Sixing glanced at the woman in a black suit, and couldn't help feeling that today's day was more exciting than her entire life.

Seeing that there was no point in staying there anymore, Yan Yiyi saw that the woman didn't seem to be very skilled, so she simply called the police and walked away with Zhang Sixing.

"Sister Yiyi, are you going home?"

Yan Yiyi turned her head, "I...I'd better go get something."

Because the man stayed in the house, there was still an unpleasant smell in the air.Yan Yiyi walked in, clutching her nose, and she opened the drawer at the bottom of the TV. There was a skirt inside, and she folded it and stuffed it into a bag.

"Wait, sister Yiyi, you didn't buy this dress yourself!"

Yan Yiyi was a little embarrassed, her face flushed red.It's true that she didn't buy this skirt, it was the one that Ji Mochen sent over in Ji Mochen's apartment that morning.She didn't know why, but when she saw this skirt, she couldn't help but blush.

Zhang Sixing unfolded the folded skirt in the bag, and this time she took a closer look, "Sister Yiyi, Gucci! It's still a new model at this Paris Fashion Week. It hasn't been on the market yet, but you actually have it!" She raised the corner of her mouth and looked at Yan Yiyi with a smirk: "There is a situation! Is it Mr. Cheng...? Or Mr. Ji?"

"Don't make fun of me, okay? But it's you, I don't usually see you like this kind of luxury things, how do you know so well?" Yan Yiyi didn't listen to Zhang Sixing saying that this dress belonged to Gucci, and she still I really didn't pay attention.

"We who make jewelry naturally have to become Bai Xiaosheng in the fashion industry! Paris Fashion Week can be regarded as the top fashion show in the world. The elements and styles that appear in his show are bound to lead the trend of the fashion circle in the future. Modern People have so many requirements, what kind of jewelry is not for matching clothes? So, the things I usually design are more or less affected by these external factors. Sister Yiyi, you are different. The jewelry you design is the purest I have ever seen The most beautiful jewelry, each piece should have a story!"

Hearing this, Yan Yiyi couldn't help but think of Ji Mochen sitting aside and watching her drawing with her face propped up when she was drawing those design drafts.Every picture is completed by him and her together.Either she draws a sketch in the early stage and then he paints in detail later and adds the design.Either he took her hand to complete the drafts.

Regardless of the type, every picture is infused with the love and sweetness of her and Ji Mochen.At that time, she thought that love was just love, so the things she designed would make people feel pure and beautiful, right?

"Well, there is a story." It's just that she doesn't want to mention it, and she doesn't want to think about it again.

"Sister Yiyi, what about your design draft, can you show me again? Actually, I think our company can make it according to your design draft first, and it will definitely sell well!"

Design draft... She patted her forehead and almost forgot about it.

Yan Yiyi took out her mobile phone and called Su He, "Hey, Miss Su He, do you have a way to contact the Fangyuan Group?"

"There is no other way. At most, I can only contact the secretary's office, but it is said that Luo Ming's appointment is scheduled until December." Su Ho thought that Yan Yiyi was still worried about the show, "Mr. Yan, Fangyuan Group's road It's definitely not going to work..."

"Okay, I got it." Yan Yiyi hung up the phone, and looked at Zhang Siding helplessly, "Siding, you said that if a designer's design drawings are easily deceived..."

"Sister Yiyi! Design drawings are the designer's life! How can I lose them? Which designer would be so stupid!"

"I."

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Yan Yiyi lived in this house for three years, but she didn't have many things. She had almost cleaned up, so she called a taxi and parked downstairs.

"Sister Yiyi..." Just as Yan Yiyi was about to get into the taxi, Zhang Sixing stopped her, "That... Actually, it doesn't matter what the manuscript is, just redesign it! What I said at the beginning was limited to ordinary Designer, but a talented person like you naturally doesn’t care too much about it. Everyone does not stick too much to the summary. If you lose the previous design draft, maybe God wants you to start over. maybe."

Yan Yiyi burst out laughing, "Si Ding, you really can talk." She patted her on the shoulder, "Okay, you should hurry home too."

"Goodbye, Sister Yiyi!"

Yan Yiyi sat in the taxi, turned her head to look out the window, but her thoughts flew far away.

Why did that stinky man come to her? Was it just like Si Ding said, chosen at random?
Who was that cold woman who suddenly appeared and rescued them?Judging by the way the woman spoke and behaved, she didn't look like an ordinary person passing by, but more like a well-trained bodyguard.And what the woman said at the end, her mission?Do you mean protect her?Who will send bodyguards to protect her?Could it be the president?No, it's unlikely, the president can't even take care of Cheng's affairs recently, he's so busy, how can he still have time to pay attention to her affairs.Where's Ji Mochen?It's also unlikely, she can still vividly remember the way they broke up just now.

She took a deep breath, withdrew her thoughts, and raised her hand to scratch the loose hair blown by the wind. Too many things happened these days, and each of them was enough to make her physically and mentally exhausted.

She took out her mobile phone and called the landlord. She briefly stated that she wanted to check out, and the landlord agreed without saying anything.

Ji Mochen opened his eyes slightly, the white wall of the hospital moved slowly in front of his eyes, and the strong smell of disinfectant in the air kept getting into his nose.He didn't feel any feeling in his legs. He raised his head and looked at his lower body. The thick white bandages were wrapped around and around, which turned out to be a plaster cast.

"Mr. Ji, you can't raise your head yet, please lie flat."

Zheng Min changed out of his surgical gown, put on a white coat, and walked out. Just as he caught up with Ji Mochen, he saw this scene. "Because we are injecting subarachnoid block anesthesia, in order to avoid headaches caused by low intracranial pressure, we need to lie down on the pillow for six hours." He said while walking.

The nurses pushed him back to the VIP ward and stood in a row consciously. They were very curious about who was lying on this hospital bed, and the dean could actually make the surgery himself, and even nodded and bowed.

"The operation was very successful, as long as you cultivate more, you will be injured for a hundred days, so don't do too much movement within three months. After three months, I will arrange for you to carry out appropriate joint activities .”

Seeing Ji Mochen laying on the bed without even looking at him, Zheng Min coughed dryly, then turned to the nurses and said, "Go ahead and do your work."

Seeing that the nurses had left, he lowered his head and said to Ji Mochen: "Master Boss, don't be so cold, please, in front of the nurse sisters, at least give me some face!"

After hearing this, Ji Mochen's eyes stopped on him, "It's 10:[-], I said the operation will be done at [-]:[-], you are [-] minutes late!"

Zheng Min just wanted to complain about being wronged, and he rushed over as soon as he received Xu Geng's call, so he didn't delay for a minute, okay?What's more, a comminuted fracture, apart from being broken into so many pieces, there is another piece of broken bone that is only 1 mm away from the artery. It would take five or six hours for ordinary doctors to fix the bone with steel nails, but It only took him two hours, and he still has to be slowed down by the BOSS!

But of course it is impossible for him to say these words. The BOSS always hates listening to explanations and only looks at the results.

Zheng Min swallowed, "I'm sorry, I was too slow."

"Go out, I want to rest."

Zheng Min closed the door of the ward, and pulled Xu Geng aside, "What's wrong with Mr. Boss today? You're in a good mood! You didn't punish him, but just said something casually?"

Xu Geng took Zheng Min's hand away from his sleeve, straightened his body and said, "It's not that I'm in a good mood, it's that I don't want to talk to you anymore!"

"I'm just 10 minutes late!"

"It's not just a matter of 10 minutes!"

"What's wrong? Director Xu?" Zheng Min looked at him flatteringly.

"Hahaha... I won't tell you!" Xu Geng strode out of the hospital after finishing speaking.

Zheng Min looked at his look that deserved a beating, took a deep breath, shook his head helplessly, and walked towards the nurse's station. Mr. BOSS had just stepped off the operating table, and he hadn't explained the postoperative precautions and instructions to the nurses. What about diet?