The president has nothing left for me

Chapter 110

Seeing the big drops of blood falling down, his palm was seriously injured.

A chill hit, and Jiang Xin subconsciously let go of her hand.

Huo Yuan was still holding the knife, and threw the fruit knife on the ground with his backhand.

The crisp sound was drawn far away on the floor, and the blood was dragged far away.

Jiang Xin looked at the glaring bright red on the ground, she also came to her senses, her eyes retracted, and she glanced at Huo Yuan's bloody hand.

The temperature in the room dropped several degrees, Jiang Xin grabbed her clothes, although she was scared, she still whispered, "Can you let Wei Huo go?"

With a cold face, Huo Yuan picked up the phone and asked Jiang Xin before dialing, "You said you would do anything, didn't you?"

Jiang Xin's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she nodded immediately.

Immediately after Huo Yuan's phone was connected, he said to the other end, "Wait for my notification."

"Yes."

After hanging up the phone, he casually threw the phone on the coffee table and raised Jiang Xin's chin, "In that case, then finish the work you haven't finished shooting. If you behave well, I'll let him go."

Jiang Xin shook her fingers, but her face was very calm. Sure enough, he would not let it go so easily.

"Okay." She agreed.

The corner of Huo Yuan's mouth curled up with cruelty, "This time, you are not alone."

Jiang Xin bit her lip, with determination in her eyes, she nodded, "Okay."

Huo Yuan's eyes turned cold, he dropped Jiang Xin's chin, sat down on the sofa, "Bring the medicine box."

Jiang Xin stood up, went to the back room, and found the medicine box with ease.

She carried the medicine box back to the living room, squatted down in front of Huo Yuan, took out the disinfectant and cotton swabs inside, and carefully bandaged him.

Huo Yuan's eyes fell on her neck, there was also a five centimeter wound, and the wound was still bleeding.

After bandaging, Huo Yuan said again, "It's really disgusting to tidy up by myself."

Jiang Xin pursed her lips, packed up the medicine box, and went to the bathroom by herself.

She treated the wound, and when she came out, there were more people in the living room.

A man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks can no longer be described as ugly. He is 1.6 meters tall and is not as tall as Jiang Xin. He has a bean-sized mole on his cheek and buck teeth. When he smiles, he reveals a mouthful of yellow teeth. Jiang Xin is two meters away. They all asked about the bad breath coming out of his mouth.

"Is that her?" The man stared at Jiang Xin with a pair of eyes, with a wretched smile on his face.

Huo Yuan pressed the lighter, lit the cigarette between his lips, took a puff, the smoke curled up, "Yeah."

Jiang Xin glanced at the man, then at Huo Yuan, and suddenly smiled wryly.

Actually, what is the difference between being with this man and being with Huo Yuan?

She took a deep breath and walked in front of the man. Before the man could react, she closed her eyes, hugged the man's neck, and kissed the man's mouth.

The cigarette at Huo Yuan's fingertips suddenly snapped off, and the red-hot cigarette burned to the back of his hand before falling to the ground.

And the man didn't expect Jiang Xin to be so active, and he stretched out his hand to pull the pajamas that Jiang Xin stretched out.

Jiang Xin just took a shower and changed into pajamas, so she tore them apart after a while.

Her wet hair was scattered on the sofa, and her eyes were surprisingly calm.

Nowhere has a man seen such a beautiful woman, the ugliest one in the shampoo shop costs one or two hundred, and now such a beautiful woman is playing for him for free, his heart has long been in high spirits.

After tearing off Jiang Xin's pajamas, he was about to take off her underwear when his neck tightened suddenly.

Before the man could react, he fell heavily to the ground.

He said "Ouch", looked at Huo Yuan in a daze, and asked in puzzlement, "What's wrong with the boss? Am I behaving badly?"

He didn't seem to see the gloomyness and anger in Huo Yuan's eyes, and he was still thinking whether he acted too hastily.

Huo Yuan walked towards him again, grabbed the man's hair, and slammed it on the coffee table.