After the divorce, Jin Shao coaxes the baby every day

In the bathroom, she tore apart Nan Yuan's package.

When I saw the clothes of some middle-aged women inside, I immediately felt disgusted.

What the hell?

Look again, these clothes are actually old!

There was also a note in the package.

[I've washed all the clothes that Auntie has changed, you can take them back, as the seasons have changed recently, these clothes are no longer needed. ]

After reading the note with elegant font, the female designer didn't take it seriously, crumpled the note into balls and threw it into the trash can.

She ignored the package and threw it directly into the corner room.

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At this time, Nan Yuan, who was at the work station, had no idea that the package that Jiang Ruoli mailed had already been disposed of as garbage.

She took out the drawing board and designed two more costumes for Xiao Yun.

Just as she sketched the line drawing and was about to color it, the landline at her station rang.

A red light on the landline means it is an inside line, and a green light means it is an outside line.

At this time, the red light was on.

Nan Yuan put down her brush, picked up the phone, and slowed down her speech suspiciously: "Hello? Who is it?"

"Madam, it's me, please come to the president's office on the 66th floor!"

On the other end of the phone was Jin Yan's voice, which sounded urgent.

Without hesitation, Nan Yuan locked the drawing board.

"What happened to him?"

"Yes, so madam, you should come quickly!"

Nan Yuan panicked and almost swiped her paintbrush to the ground. She stood up abruptly and said nothing more.

He almost trotted all the way to the elevator room and pressed the button desperately.

Just now, Jin Yan's tone on the phone was very urgent. It sounded like something life-threatening happened to Jin Beizhe.

Her heart was hanging, and she could no longer settle down.

He didn't come home all night last night, what did he do?

Nan Yuan walked like flying, and ran all the way to the 66th floor.

When passing the president's office area, the employees gave her strange looks.

When Jin Yan came to greet them in person, their eyeballs almost fell out of shock.

"Who was the one who just passed by? With such a big ostentation, you still need a special assistant to pick you up in person?"

"I don't know you, face."

A group of people were discussing, unbelievable.

Nan Yuan ran towards the CEO's office like a gust of wind.

Jin Yan was responsible for pushing the door open, and after she entered, he stopped and exited the door.

There was silence in the room, only the sound of rushing water was heard.

Nan Yuan looked around and couldn't help frowning.

The president's office is a large bay with three small rooms next to it.

The desks and chairs were empty, and there was no sign of Jin Beizhe.

Following the sound of running water, she walked towards the bathroom.

He knocked on the door and asked, "Jin Beizhe, are you inside?"

She felt so strange, Jin Beizhe shouldn't take a bath in it, right?

In the early morning, I came to the company to take a shower. Could it be that I didn't stay in the hotel last night?

Nan Yuan had more and more doubts in her heart. She raised her hand and planned to knock on the door again.

And at this moment, she saw the water flowing from the crack of the door, and there was still a layer of bright red liquid floating on the surface.

This is... blood, right?

Nan Yuan was shocked, and suddenly became anxious, desperately went to twist the doorknob, and knocked heavily on the door.

"Jin Beizhe! Are you in there? Answer me quickly!"

"Jin Beizhe!"

The sound of running water stopped abruptly.

The door opened with a 'click'.

Nan Yuan raised her head, wishing she could rush in immediately.

When a white shadow appeared in front of her eyes, and the white shadow was still stained with bright red, her nerves were stung.

Jin Beizhe was wearing a white shirt, which was unbuttoned, and his muscular lines were faintly visible.

On his left waist, there was a large area of ​​blood on his clothes, like a blooming enchanting flower, the red ground was dazzling.

There was a big cut in the clothes, and upon closer inspection, it was bloody.

"I didn't expect you to be so nervous about me?" Jin Beizhe had an unpredictable smile on his lips, in an understatement tone.

At this time, is he still in the mood to joke?

"What's wrong with your injury?" Nan Yuan stretched out her hand, but she was at a loss.

Jin Beizhe was too lazy to explain, but took off his bloody white shirt in front of her, and threw it into the trash can next to him.

"Are you going to watch me take a shower?"

"You are so badly injured, you should go to the hospital."

"Compared to going to the hospital, I want to take a shower now." Jin Beizhe said calmly, staring at Nanyuan with burning eyes: "Come in."

After finishing speaking, he took her and walked into the bathroom.

Nan Yuan exclaimed for a while, and by the time she realized it, the door had already closed.

Jin Beizhe unscrewed the shower again, tried the water temperature, and handed it to her: "Rinse it for me."

"Okay." Nan Yuan hurriedly grabbed the shower head, and rushed towards him cautiously.

Seeing the blood rushing down with the water, his pants were soon wet.

Nan Yuan was very worried, and turned the shower to the side: "You have to stop the bleeding first, you can't wash it with water."

Jin Beizhe seemed not surprised, and took out two sterile cotton pads on the shelf, one for wiping and one for holding down: "The private doctor will come soon."

"Aren't you going to the hospital?" Nan Yuan clenched her lips, her eyes were misty.

Jin Beizhe didn't seem to hear what she said, but raised the corners of his mouth and smiled: "Are you worried about me? Are you afraid of my death?"

"No." Nan Yuan lowered her head, clenched her fists, and turned her face away.

Seeing her reaction, the smile on the corner of Jin Beizhe's mouth grew stronger: "Don't worry, I won't make you a widow at a young age."

After finishing speaking, he came out of the bathroom, "change my pants."

"Okay." Nan Yuan raised her head and found that there was a set of clean clothes that had been placed in the waterproof alcove long ago.

Originally, she wanted to change his pants standing up, but found it inconvenient.

Jin Beizhe was injured, so it was difficult for him to stand on one foot.

So she squatted down and raised her head: "You will put my shoulders on my shoulders later."

Jin Beizhe didn't speak, but looked at her condescendingly.

When he approached, Nan Yuan's face turned red up to her ears.

A thick ambiguous atmosphere suddenly rose.

"Brother Bei, where are you singing this again? It was your little beauty who had a cold and fever the day before yesterday, why is it your turn to be stabbed today?"

"Huh? What about people?"

"I rely on!"

The bathroom door was roughly pushed open by Fu Siyan.

After the bang, it was his swearing.

"Brother Bei, you are so injured, are you still messing around?"

"roll!"

"..."

Nan Yuan was about to die of embarrassment, and hurriedly pulled up Jin Beizhe's trousers.

"Not dressed properly."

She was about to escape from this embarrassing place when Jin Beizhe's cold voice sounded behind her ears.

She bit the bullet and turned her head again: "Where?"

"Inside, not dressed properly."

"it is good."

Nan Yuan reached out to pull his pants, wishing she could bury her face in her clothes.

She was like a little daughter-in-law who was ashamed to see others, tidying her husband's trousers in front of outsiders.

Fu Siyan turned his back a long time ago, put the medical kit on the coffee table, picked up the oranges in the fruit plate, and began to peel and eat.

While chewing, without looking back, he asked, "Brother Bei, okay, why did you get stabbed?"