One Hundred Days of Hidden Marriage: Young Emperor, spoiled by heaven!

Zhuang Chuchu looked at the front desk begging her hard, and wanted to let Long Muyun let go of the matter, so let it go.

But remembering the arrogant and domineering face that judged people by their appearance just now, she still held back, so that she could learn from this mistake.

Seeing that Zhuang Chuchu didn't intend to help him, the receptionist put away his begging face and looked at her viciously.

Zhuang Chuchu looked at the front desk who hated her deeply, and she understood that the front desk at this time had pushed all the responsibility for the resentment onto herself.She shook her head lightly, such a girl would suffer a big loss sooner or later.

Long Muyun looked at Zhuang Chuchu's scattered hair in hospital gown and slippers and the injury on his arm with distress. He knew that he must have fallen in a hurry on the way here.

She must know that there is a problem in her company, she is worried about herself, Long Muyun was very moved.

Thinking of this, the corners of Long Muyun's mouth slightly raised a beautiful arc, and he pulled Zhuang Chuchu away and just took two steps when he heard Zhuang Chuchu scream in pain.

Long Muyun patted his head in self-blame, how could he forget that Chuchu's foot was injured, he turned around and picked her up, and walked towards the elevator.

They walked into the elevator, Zhuang Chuchu was hugged by Princess Long Muyun, a little shy, she lowered her face.Looking at the shy person in his arms, Long Muyun smiled softly.

When the elevator arrived, they got out of the elevator and walked towards the president's office. At the office, Long Muyun put Zhuang Chuchu on the chair, turned around and took out the medicine box from the cabinet.

Zhuang Chuchu looked at Long Muyun curiously, what was he doing with the medicine box.

Holding the medicine box, Long Muyun knelt in front of Zhuang Chuchu on one knee, took her arm and pushed her sleeve up.

Only then did Zhuang Chuchu see her wound, and she suddenly remembered that she had fallen on the way here.

Long Muyun took a cotton swab to gently clean up the dirt on the wound, and then dipped it in iodine. He frowned and looked at Zhuang Chuchu who was staring at him: "I'm going to disinfect you now, it may be a little painful. , but I'll take it easy."

Zhuang Chuchu nodded, but when Long Muyun just made a move, she cried out.

Zhuang Chuchu's face wrinkled together: "It hurts, it hurts, take it easy!"

The employees who passed by the president's office heard such voices coming from inside, they all speculated about what happened inside, and all of them left with a smile.

Long Muyun looked at Zhuang Chuchu who was suffering from pain and wiped the wound more carefully. After disinfecting, he applied a little medicine powder, and he simply bandaged the wound.

Zhuang Chuchu looked at the man who bandaged her wound, and a trace of warmth flowed from her heart.

Long Muyun stood up, put the medicine box away, and cleared his throat in embarrassment.

"Chuchu, I'm sorry, I know I have brought you a lot of pain, but I ask you to believe me, there are some things I really haven't done. But I still want to say sorry to you for making you so sad.

Also, I shouldn't force you to get in the car that night. I blame myself. If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't be in a car accident. "

Zhuang Chuchu looked at the man in front of him who explained to him and sighed.

Long Muyun glanced at Zhuang Chuchu from the corner of his eye, "I know I did something wrong, can you forgive me?"

Zhuang Chuchu lowered her head and remained silent. It's not that she didn't answer but she didn't know how to answer. She wanted to forgive him but she also needed time to digest.

Zhuang Chuchu looked up at Long Muyun, "I don't mind the harm you caused me, but it doesn't mean I forgive you."