Divorce contract: President please sign

"If you beat people like this, you're not considered the perpetrator?!" Mo Changan frowned slightly, his voice was still calm, but his tone became stricter.

Shangchen had a headache, not because of the wound, but because of Mo Changan's temper, "To be honest, people are not considered the perpetrators, I did it first, he spoke badly to Danyang, and I happened to see him pushing and shoving him twice. , I ran over, I didn’t expect to fight, I pushed and pushed, my bottle of champagne was broken, and I started to fight when I was upset, now that I think about it, it should be my fault.”

Shangchen has never been a person who shirks responsibility, so he is able to recognize mistakes. When Mo Changan heard the champagne he mentioned, it is not difficult to imagine that it is the bottle she gave.

All of a sudden, it was hard to lose his temper again, so I didn't make any more noise.

Mo Changan was originally the backbone spiritual leader among the few of them. She has always been easy-going and rarely gets angry and scolds others, so once she starts to scold others, Ai Ke Shijiu and Zhu Danyang dare not intervene.

Hearing that Mo Changan was silent now, Shangchen lowered his head and became a little anxious, thinking that she was really angry, he waved his hand to ask Danyang to wait a moment, raised his head and saw Mo Changan standing there, naturally, he also saw it The man standing beside her with his arms around her shoulders.

Shen Boyan.

The smile on Shang Chen's face froze slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.

He grinned, and a friendly smile appeared on his heroic face, "Hi, I'm Shangchen. I'm sorry, I let you see my blood-stained demeanor when we first met."

Shen Boyan stood there calmly, elegant and arrogant, with an outstanding temperament, just such a cold face, it seemed that he was as handsome and flawless as those unsmiling male models who came down the fashion runway.

His eyes just looked at Shangchen indifferently, but he was actually very familiar. He was often seen on TV or endorsement of several famous brands. He was thinner than the image in the TV, with a neat outline and sharp eyebrows. , a pair of pupils are exceptionally bright.

Shen Boyan stretched out his hand, "Shen Boyan."

He spit out his name, paused for a moment, and added a suffix, "Chang'an's husband."

When he spoke, there was a kind of magical power that could attract the focus of everyone's attention, so no one noticed the slight flicker of emotion in Mo Changan's eyes when he heard him add this sentence.

Not Mo Chang'an, not Mr. Mo, but Chang'an.And he is Chang'an's husband.

Shangchen lowered his eyes slightly, covering his gloomy gaze, and nodded, "It's a pleasure to meet you, I've looked forward to it for a long time."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head again, signaling Danyang to continue.

The following process was bloody and cruel. The needle loaded with anesthesia was inserted into the skin around the wound and injected. Zhu Danyang has done this kind of thing a lot, but thinking that this is Shangchen's head, he endured it while doing it. tears in.

Then the needle is threaded, the needle of the hook penetrates into the skin, the suture is pulled, knotted and cut...

Mo Changan frowned, and his dizziness became more serious. Shen Boyan just frowned slightly, glanced sideways at her, saw her pale face, raised his hand around her shoulder, and covered it directly. her eyes.

The warmth of the palm covered her eyebrows and eyes, and she could still feel the gentle sweep of her eyelashes in the palm of her hand.

"Chang'an, you pregnant woman, don't look, turn your head away, prenatal education is not good." Shangchen also thought of this, and said this, but Shen Boyan's actions were one step ahead of his words.

Changan was a little helpless, prenatal education, he was blood-stained, but he was always worried about her prenatal education...

What can calm her down now is the warm palm in front of her that covers her sight.

Zhu Danyang has excellent suturing skills. Although he feels distressed, he is still very skillful in his movements. He quickly finished suturing and put on the dressing. The ridiculous piece of white gauze on Shangchen's head was teased by Shi Jiu to take a picture and post it on the Internet. Let the image of a male god in everyone's mind be destroyed instantly.

Zhu Danyang packed up his things silently and didn't make a sound. In fact, his heart was aching and a little miserable. Originally, he thought that Shangchen was protecting her, but after listening to what Shangchen said just now, he knew the root cause of his real plan to fight. It was because the bottle of champagne sent by Chang'an was broken.

After everything was packed, Zhu Danyang said, "The trauma has been dealt with, but after the media has resolved it, I still need to go to the hospital to take a film to see if there is any problem with the brain."

Shangchen nodded in agreement, then sat on the chair and looked at Mo Changan with a smile, "Our five swordsmen are all gathered together."

Mo Changan smiled. Indeed, they were gathered together, so she glanced sideways at Shen Boyan and made a formal introduction, "Then I will take this opportunity to formally introduce you, my husband, Shen Boyan."

In fact, the expressions of several people were a little weird, which Shen Boyan could see, and what they said was also a little weird.

"Hello, I'm Ai Ke, a good friend of Chang'an, and I'm a tour guide. I've known your name for a long time, and I finally got to know you formally."

"Hmph, I'm Shijiu, Chang'an's best friend." Shijiu was obviously still thinking about the discomfort of being invited out of the room by Shen Boyan in the morning, so his words were brief.

"It's been a long time, I'm Zhu Danyang, a doctor, a good friend of Chang'an."

Shang Chen didn't introduce himself again, otherwise he would have said, Shang Chen, the movie king.It seems a bit pompous.

Shen Boyan responded one by one. Although his tone was light and distant, he was still very polite.

He heard something wrong in the words, have you heard it for a long time?

He just felt a little weird and didn't go into it. After staying in the banquet hall for a while, Shen Boyan looked down at his watch. It wasn't too early. He looked sideways at Mo Changan, "The media confirmed that someone here has news , I’m afraid I won’t leave, the brokerage company doesn’t know when they will be able to come over to deal with it, after all, it’s too far away from here.”

He knew about Shangchen's brokerage company, but it wasn't in this city.

So I could only give another suggestion, "I'll ask Shen's public relations department to come over and deal with it, otherwise the media don't know how long it will take."

Mo Chang'an was a little tired, so he naturally felt good after hearing this, so he nodded, "Well, good. Then... I will trouble you."

She is very polite. After all, crisis public relations is something that everyone knows, and it costs a little bit of money. If you don't give some benefits to those media reporters, how can they leave obediently.

Hearing the politeness in her words, Shen Boyan frowned slightly and pursed his lips for a moment, then said in a low, mellow and magnetic voice, "No trouble, I want to take you home and sleep quickly."

She had already yawned several times, he saw.

In fact, Shen Boyan said this with a little intentionality. His original intention was to see that she was sleepy. In fact, he could say "you are sleepy, go home and rest early." He knew how ambiguous the words were, so he did it on purpose.