Quick Wear: Everyone dislikes you, but you are always coveted by the boss

Jiang Mosui's gaze suddenly turned to him, and the malice in his eyes was so thick that it almost seemed like poison.

"Song Yanshu, how dare you!"

The latter wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, lifted his eyelids and glared at him, "Jiang Mosui, the things you have done are already embarrassing enough."

After Song Yanshu finished speaking slowly, he forced a smile at Jiang Mosui, who looked like a mad dog.

"You don't want Mr. Jiang to hear these things, do you?"

The Jiang family's strict and old-fashioned family style is well known to everyone, especially after the patriarch Jiang Si came to power, all kinds of dogmas and rules made all the younger generations tremble with fear.

Jiang Mosui's pregnancy before marriage has already violated the family rules. If he abandons his wife and child, Jiang Si will probably be severely punished if he finds out.

"Are you threatening me?"

Jiang Mosui clenched his fists tightly, looking as violent as a beast that was forced into a desperate situation.

Song Yanshu, however, was not afraid at all. He hid Qingwan tightly behind him and looked at Jiang Mosui with sneer and disdain.

"So what?"

Jiang Mosui is just Jiang Si's adopted son. When Jiang Si is in a good mood, Jiang Mosui will be the glorious heir of the Jiang family.

If Jiang Si was in a bad mood, this adopted son from a side branch would be nothing more than a stray dog ​​that he could throw away at will.

This is something that everyone knows, including Jiang Mosui.

He almost bit his teeth to pieces before he suppressed all the bloody and dark impulses. His eyes turned slightly and he saw Qing Wan hiding timidly behind Song Yanshu.

Her eyes were wet. She pulled Song Yanshu's clothes and leaned her head out to look at him secretly.

The poor soft little thing was still biting its lips subconsciously, and a trace of heartache appeared in her wet red eyes after she glanced at the wound on his finger bone.

At that moment, Jiang Mosui's heart, which had been hanging high, seemed to be shot by a sharp arrow wrapped in honey. It hurt so much that his breathing trembled, and it was so sweet that his scalp numbed.

His Xixi really can't let him go!

Jiang Mosui was so excited that his pupils dilated a little. He subconsciously wanted to get closer, but after taking a step, he suddenly realized how embarrassed he was.

His face was bruised and swollen, his clothes were messy and dirty, and he still couldn't stand up straight because of the kick Song Yanshu had just given him.

that's terrible.

How could she see me like this? !

Jiang Mosui's fiery thoughts seemed to be poured with a bucket of cold water. He was even too timid to meet Qing Wan's eyes, for fear of seeing disgust in her eyes.

The sudden restraint made him at a loss, he avoided looking, and after forcing himself to say a few polite words, he almost ran away.

After seeing this, Song Yanshu sneered in his heart, but when he turned to face Qing Wan, all his despicable behavior was completely concealed.

"Don't cry, it's okay."

Song Yanshu lowered his head and wiped away the tears from Qingwan's eyes. The hot temperature made his heart skip a beat.

At this moment, the two were so close to each other that Song Yanshu could even smell the unique fragrance that belonged to Qing Wan.

So sweet.

It emanated little by little from beneath the white and tender skin, bewitching Song Yanshu to keep lowering his head.

He just wanted to get closer, take a look, smell it, and make sure whether his little Lily was secretly using perfume.

She must have used it, otherwise why would it smell so good.

Maybe he could lick it and suck out beautiful little strawberries from that white neck.

That must be sweet.

What kind of expression will his baby have then?

She would surely stretch her neck as if she couldn't bear it anymore, sob softly to push him away, and beg him softly and tremblingly not to do this to her.

Pitiful.

"Your hand is hurt!"

When the distance between them became more and more ambiguous, Qing Wan suddenly grabbed Song Yanshu's hand, and tears began to fall again as she cried out softly.

Song Yanshu was brought back to his senses by the voice and distanced himself uncomfortably.

"fine."

"How can you say it's okay? You're bleeding."

Qing Wan murmured in a crying voice, carefully holding his hand, and began to look around for something to bandage.

Song Yanshu burst out laughing when he saw the confused and anxious little expression. He flipped his big hand and easily held Qing Wan's hand in his palm.

"I'm fine, Xixi, but you."

Song Yanshu's expression gradually became more serious, but his voice was reluctant to become even a little harsh.

"Do you know how dangerous your actions just now were? If Jiang Mosui didn't stop, what would you want me to do?"

Qing Wan looked up at him, her beautiful, watery eyes filled with confusion.

"But he wants to hurt you."

These few short words hit Song Yanshu's eardrums, causing his brain to go blank for a moment.

Qing Wan didn't seem to notice the impact of this sentence on him, and continued ignorantly but bluntly: "I don't want him to hurt you."

Song Yanshu's heart was beating so fast that he wondered if it was broken.

He stared blankly at the person in front of him, the numbness rising from their touching fingertips almost made him dizzy.

At one point, he even wanted to confess his love to Qing Wan regardless of the consequences.

But just as he was about to say that, a sweet female voice suddenly interrupted him.

"Do you need me to call a doctor?"

Song Yanshu and Qing Wan turned their heads at the same time and noticed Su Nuo who had been standing in the corner.

She scratched her head in embarrassment, but the smile on her face was as energetic and sweet as ever.

"I think Mr. Song's hand is seriously injured. It's better to bandage it as soon as possible, otherwise it will be bad if it gets infected."

Qing Wan seemed to become anxious when she heard this, and hurriedly urged Song Yanshu to bandage the wound.

"By the way, do a full body check. Don't be careless."

She frowned slightly as she gave the instructions, and was so anxious that she even forgot to cry.

How can it be so cute?

Song Yanshu's heart almost melted when he saw this, and he felt like his steps were floating as he walked out of the ward.

Qing Wan looked at his back, with worry on her face, but a playful and malicious look in her eyes, as interested as a cat playing with its dying prey.

But when she turned around again, she put on the mask skillfully again, and looked at Su Nuo with both restraint and joy.

"Nuonuo, why are you here?"