Mr. Li, please stop abusing me. My wife is getting engaged.

Seeing him jump down from the building in this outfit, Su Jinyan could only think of one possibility: the paparazzi.

I didn't expect that being a paparazzi is so difficult, and that people have to jump off buildings. Su Jinyan felt a little sympathy for this profession that she hated.

Anyway, it's not easy for anyone in any of the 36 professions. There is no distinction between high and low professions, and those who work hard deserve respect.

The man kept his legs squatting and didn't get up for a long time.

"You sprained your leg, right? Do you need help?" Su Jinyan stood in front of him, looking down at her with a normal tone.

"How can you help?" Su Jinyan couldn't see his face, but she could hear the disdain in his tone.

She leaned over, bringing with her a pleasant scent of roses.

"The right foot, right?" Without waiting for the man to answer, Su Jinyan lifted up his right trouser leg a little and pinched his right ankle with her hand.

A warm touch came from between his fingers, and he felt the warmth more clearly on his painful right leg.

"The bone is not dislocated, just sprained. Apply ice for 24 hours, then apply heat, take Panax notoginseng tablets orally, and massage with Huoluo oil after the acute stage of sprain. If you are worried, you can go to the hospital for a check-up."

"you are a doctor?"

"Not really, but I studied medicine for three years. If you're not sure, go to the hospital for a checkup."

Su Jinyan stood up and stretched out her hand to him. The man held her hand and Su Jinyan lifted it up. The man stood up.

The man only needed to give her a light squeeze to feel the delicate skin of her hands, the slender knuckles, and the soft grip that felt boneless.

Suddenly, two people who looked like reporters walked towards this side, and the man's expression tensed.

He took a step forward and moved closer to her.

Turning his head towards her, the man lowered his head and looked at her. Su Jinyan couldn't see his face or his expression.

From behind, the pose looked like a kissing couple with their necks intertwined.

Su Jinyan didn't understand why. This posture made her feel embarrassed. She was about to push him away when she heard the voices of two men talking behind her.

"Look over there, that man looks like him?"

"How is it possible? He couldn't even hide, how could he be so blatant?"

Although the two people were skeptical, they were unwilling to leave easily. Su Jinyan felt the footsteps behind her gradually approaching.

Now, no matter how slow Su Jinyan was, she understood what he was doing.

"Sir, haven't you ever seen a young couple in love?" Su Jinyan's cold voice rang out in this dark night.

The two reporters seemed to confirm that the man in front of them was not the one they were looking for, so they stopped and turned away.

The man looked at the girl in front of him through his sunglasses, his expression stunned.

When Su Jinyan heard the footsteps leaving, she took a step back and kept a distance from the man in front of her.

"It seems that this business is not so easy to do?" Su Jinyan joked as she looked at the man's stunned face.

"What?" The man didn't quite understand what Su Jinyan meant.

Su Jinyan ignored him and only looked at the man's messenger bag. "I'll get you a taxi. Let's go."

"So you think I'm... a paparazzi?" The man's voice was tentative.

"Isn't it?" Su Jinyan didn't care and went straight to the road in front of Dijue and hailed a taxi.

The man stared at her back, a vague smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

Su Jinyan brought the car to the man, the man got in the car, and the car drove away quickly.

"Master, No. 8, Longbo Imperial Palace." The man's voice was cold, his face was covered by the mask, and his expression did not change.

Su Jinyan stayed in the park for another half an hour, and saw reporters coming out of Dijue, causing a commotion. As the crowd left, the noise calmed down.

Afterwards, Xia Yingge and Momo were seen coming out arm in arm, standing at the door of Dijue, both of them looking dejected.

"Didn't see him?" Seeing the lost looks on their faces, Su Jinyan guessed that they probably didn't see him.

There are 6 security guards guarding the door. The film and television company will definitely find someone to deal with it and it is impossible for them to see it.

"That's not the case at all. I don't know who spread the news. It's only Ning Ning."

Su Jinyan was a little surprised. If it wasn't the case, why should they be on high alert? What kind of gimmick was this?

Forget it, the arrangements of these film and television companies are true and false, and the general public has no way to tell the truth from the false.

"We'll meet again eventually, don't be sad." Su Jinyan patted Xia Yingge's shoulder and comforted her.

"Jinyan, Yingge, it's getting late. I'll go back first."

"Okay, be careful on the road." Su Jinyan nodded to Momo.

Momo has her own home in Shucheng, which is not convenient for Su Jinyan and Yingge.

Su Jinyan hailed a taxi on the roadside, and by the time they returned to Taoyuan Mansion, it was already 10: in the evening.

Xia Yingge was in a bad mood and complained a lot when she got out of the elevator, making quite a noise.

After returning, Xia Yingge went back to her room, closed the door, and fell headfirst onto the bed. Su Jinyan knew that she was not in a good mood, so she did not disturb her.

Maybe if I sleep facing the walls of "Murong Lin" in my room, I will feel better tomorrow morning.

Su Jinyan washed up, changed into pajamas, and prepared to go to bed. Just as she lay down, her cell phone rang. Su Jinyan looked at it and it was that number.

It’s so late, what could happen?

The last injury has completely healed. It was just an unexpected episode in life. There is no need to continue practicing.

Su Jinyan pressed the reject button, ignored everything, closed her eyes and went to sleep.

However, just a second later, the doorbell rang outside. Su Jinyan didn't want to answer it. Who would come to them at this late hour? Maybe she pressed the wrong button.

But the doorbell kept ringing, with no sign of stopping.

Su Jinyan was filled with rage, she opened the door and yelled, "You have—"

Su Jinyan wanted to say - Are you sick?

But when she looked up, she saw a face that was not too unfamiliar. Su Jinyan swallowed her words.

The handsome features of the man in front of me were tense, and the corners of his eyes were a little red. In this warm April, his whole body was

There is a chilly chill.

Su Jinyan's anger and self-righteousness quickly dissipated when she saw the man in front of her, and an inexplicable sense of guilt surged in her heart.

Su Jinyan, you are a loser, and you have done nothing to let him down, so why are you so insecure?

Su Jinyan bit her lip, mustered up some courage, and looked straight at him.

"Is there something wrong?" Su Jinyan smiled slightly and tried her best to make her voice sound natural.

The man grabbed her wrist and, with force, led her out of the door.

Su Jinyan's back was against the wall, and Li Zeyi was standing in front of her.

The voice-controlled light above her head lit up, and the bright beam of light shone on Li Zeyi's head, shrouding her in his shadow.

"Why didn't you answer my call? Huh?" The ending tone was rising, and the low and hoarse voice revealed a hint of anger.

"I just thought that since you've recovered from your illness, there's no need to contact me?"

Su Jinyan spoke calmly, raised her head, met his eyes with her clear eyes, and told the truth.

"So you plan to never answer the call in the future? Huh?" Li Zeyi took a step forward and stared at her with a pair of sharp eyes.

Su Jinyan felt a suffocating sense of oppression in the warm breath of the man in front of her.