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"I don't understand either, but it turned out that it not only saves us a lot of things now, but also gives our company a new good image."

After a pause, Elisa continued: "The most important thing is that we participated in the Jingshi Group's exhibition, and we were overshadowed by so many excellent designers, but now this piece of clothing that revolves around the design is covered. Once the incident of destruction is released in this way, it is like a free advertisement for us to participate in the Jingshi Group, so that everyone can know it, and it can be said that it is hot before it is released!"

As Eliza's words reached the end, she became more and more excited. This incident was originally not a good thing, but the result was surprisingly good.

Hearing this, Ruan Qianya still frowned. Although such a result was good, it was obviously not formed naturally. Someone must be behind the scenes to fuel the flames!
She thought about it for a while, and then said in a deep voice to Elisa over there, "Leave all the company's affairs to Mr. Song for the time being. You can secretly investigate how the reporters yesterday are doing. I want to know the meaning of this word." Who is planning the matter behind the scenes, and what is the purpose!"

When Eliza heard these words, her expression froze, the smile in her eyes slowly calmed down, and she said seriously, "Yes."

Ruan Qianya hung up the phone, looking at the slightly steaming pot in front of her, her mind turned a thousand times, and all kinds of thoughts flashed in her mind one by one, but she couldn't grasp it so fast.

She couldn't help but raised her head and gently rubbed her temples, closed her eyes a little tiredly, and leaned against the refrigerator like this, her thoughts drifted far away.

At this time, there was a slight click at the door, followed by the sound of the wheelchair rolling on the ground.

Ruan Qianya suddenly came back to her senses from the thoughts just now, her heart moved, a thought flashed in her mind, and she felt that when she was about to grab something to write, there was a sharp "beep" sound in her ear, it was her porridge alright.

She shook her head helplessly, no longer caring about the sound of the wheelchair passing by, and turned her back directly, reaching out to take the saucepan off the stove.

"what!"

The hand that had just touched the edge of the stew pot suddenly retracted. Ruan Qianya held her red fingers, a little dazed, but an urgent voice sounded from behind, "Put your hand under the cold water!"

Ruan Qianya, whose mind was blank, heard the voice and subconsciously followed suit, and she came back to her senses only when the cold water was sprinkled on her hot fingers.

Under the alternating hot and cold stimulation, the pain was slowly subsiding, Ruan Qianya looked up, and saw Jing Yihong who was pushing a wheelchair by the door.

The light in the kitchen was a bit dim, with his back to the light, Ruan Qianya couldn't see his expression clearly for a moment, she squinted her eyes slightly, and saw his tight lips and gray mask.

She just paused, then looked away, and when her hands were almost flushed, she turned off the water. At this moment, she turned her head and saw that there was no one at the kitchen door.

Feeling dark, she tore off the paper and gently wiped off the water droplets, and was going to go to the living room to find the medicine box and tidy it up.

As soon as he entered the living room, he saw Jing Yihong sitting next to the sofa, noticed her gaze, raised his head slightly, and said calmly to Ruan Qianya, "Come here."

There was a medicine box on the coffee table in front of Jing Yihong, which had already been opened, and a bottle of iodine, cotton swabs and other things were neatly placed beside it.

Ruan Qianya's eyes suddenly became wet with deep meaning, his eyes drooped slightly, and the light in his eyes flickered, but he just couldn't fix on Jing Yihong's body.

"Your hand needs to be dealt with quickly, and I will make it easier."

Seeing that Ruan Qianya didn't move, Jing Yihong added another sentence.

In the end, she walked over to the sofa next to Jing Yihong and sat down, but after some hesitation, she still said: "I can do it myself, let me do it."

The words were a little stiff, and even the body was stiff, and the outstretched hand landed awkwardly beside Jing Yihong's moving hand.

Hearing this, he didn't stop, but swiftly opened the scald ointment on the side.

Then, he raised his head and looked at her leisurely, his expression was very natural, but his tone was a little cold, "stretch out your hand."

For some reason, Ruan Qianya just paused, then obediently stretched out her hand.

Jing Yihong took it, held it gently in the palm of his hand, and gently rubbed the medicine on her, as if the spring breeze was blowing, it was slightly cool, calming down the restlessness in his heart.

Ruan Qianya was in a daze for a moment, she seemed to have returned to the time when she was injured when she first cooperated.

It was the same with him back then, he gently applied the medicine to her, and his slightly drooping eyes covered the originally slightly cold and severe gaze, giving him a layer of warmth for no reason.

Thinking about it, Ruan Qianya suddenly remembered how he took care of her during this time. She didn't seem to have done anything for him, but he was very kind to her, always helping her, again and again.

It seemed to be his good in the memory, for a while, Ruan Qianya had mixed feelings in her heart, her lips twitched twice, and she couldn't help but say, "Thank you..."

But after these words fell, he didn't know what to say for a while.

On the contrary, Jing Yihong raised his head slightly when he heard her voice, looked at her, and said softly: "Is the company okay now? I also know what happened in the company yesterday, and I let Lao Xing handle the matter of Xiao Wu's family. In your name."

Hearing these words, Ruan Qianya's heart moved, and suddenly thought of something, her body froze suddenly, and she blurted out, "Those reporters... Did you do it?"

Ruan Qianya's words were very cryptic, but she knew that if he could do it well, he would be able to understand it.

But this time, Jing Yihong didn't reply, he put down her hand, twisted the ointment on, found a small roll of gauze in the medicine box, and began to bandage Ruan Qianya.

Seeing his behavior like this, she couldn't help shrinking back, and said, "Shouldn't you use the gauze? This is too much of a fuss. It's just a small burn, just apply ointment."

But Jing Yihong didn't listen to her, and pulled her hand over forcefully, put it on his lap, and carefully and quickly bandaged her with gauze.

This kind of action makes Jing Yihong's hand touch Ruan Qianya's skin from time to time, the coolness is like the ointment just now, so refreshing and comfortable.

Ruan Qianya blinked slightly, discarded the inexplicable thoughts in her mind one by one, as if trying to cover up something, and said again:
"Today, the company Elisa told me that the reporters who came to make trouble yesterday all reported the incident of Xiao Wu jumping from the building according to the facts, and some even stood on the side of Qianya Group and pushed these things to Yuan Qilong. "

Speaking of this, she exhaled lightly, took another breath, and then said, "Did you do this?"