Suvin's Gold Wedding Ring

people, don't be bullied. "

Su Wen suddenly felt a little sad, "Well, don't worry, Du Jie is very good to me."

While cooking, Su Wen suddenly felt hot in his chest, and the celery in the pot became a little fuzzy.

After frying two dishes, Ouya arrived, and Su Wen was changing slippers for him, when the phone rang again tirelessly.This time it was Ji Hai, and it was quiet over there. Su Wen interrupted the girl's chatter and asked, "Where are you?"

"Well, at the hospital, Wu Fang is taking a shit, I'll give you a call sometime."

Su Wen smiled, "Girl in love, please be more civilized... How is his health?"

Ji Haidao, "It's still the same, it's strange, brother, after only one month, I feel that I can't do without him!"

Just as Su Wen was about to say something, Ji Hai yelled again: "Ah! Brother, he's done shitting, I'll help him up! Say goodbye next time!"

Su Wen stared at the phone in a daze, Ouya rushed to the kitchen, put his chin on Su Wen's shoulder and asked, "What else is there? Hurry up, I'm starving to death, it smells so good!"

Su Wen elbowed him, and Ouya jumped away reflexively, saying, "I have a shadow on you, don't do anything to me, I didn't touch you just now."

Su Wen sneered, "Coward."

Ouya pursed her mouth and said, "I want to sleep with you tonight."

Su Wen said firmly, "No."

"Hey, don't be so heartless. I just drove over after drinking. It's considered drunk driving. When I get drunk, you have the heart to let me go back?" Ouya is smart. Su Wen, as long as he doesn't involve Questions of principle can basically be answered with a few words of gentle coaxing.

Sure enough, Su Wen brought the stewed eggs to the table and said harshly, "You sleep on the sofa!"

"No way! Can you sleep alone in such a big bed?"

"If you can't sleep, don't dance with wolves!" Su Wen handed over the chopsticks to serve the two of them.

Ouya lamented, "I promise I won't touch you! Besides, I can't beat you, so what are you afraid of?"

Su Wen stood by the table with his rice bowl in his hand, tilted his head and thought for a while, "I'm afraid I won't be able to resist touching you."

Ouya choked on the stewed egg, coughed for a long time before raising his head, his eyes lit up and asked, "Are you serious? Caomin begs you to touch me, just because you won't..."

Su Wen threw the rag on Ouya's head.

After a full meal, Ouya suggested: "Come downstairs for a walk?"

Su Wen frowned, "No way, what are you doing in such a cold day..."

Ouya stuck to it with a deadpan face, wrapped Su Wen's arm and dragged him away.

Downstairs of the red bean is a large garden, the peonies removed from the sweet-scented osmanthus, and various unnamed ones, merged into a light white, revealing a refreshing fragrance.Su Wen wrapped himself into a cotton doll again.Ouya looked him up and down while walking, and said, "It's rich enough, Du Jie bought this outfit, right? They are all famous brands."

Su Wen smiled and didn't answer.

Ouya approached Su Wen, trying to pull his hand wrapped in cotton gloves, but Su Wen quickly avoided it.Ouya sighed, "I'm capable now. Whatever Du Jie can give you, I won't miss anything."

Su Wen stopped, ignoring the scattered people walking around, and said loudly, "Ouya, I'm a man. I don't need you to give me anything. The difference between you and Du Jie is that he never uses these Measure our feelings."

Ouya stood up straight, "I'm sorry, I'm used to it. You know, everything about me revolved around rights." After a pause, he added, "You are an exception."

Su Wen continued to walk forward, crossing the snow-white ground, and said to Ouya behind him without looking back, "The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold."

Ouya followed quickly, walking side by side with Su Wen, "New Year is coming soon, set a goal for yourself next year?"

Su Wen looked at the sky and thought for a while, then said, "I hope I will get rich next year, and then I can marry Du Jie."

Ouya pursed her lips and said, "Why are you so cruel? Just as I confessed my love to you, you said you wanted to marry someone else."

Su Wen blinked and said innocently, "It was you who asked me to set a target..."

The two chatted and walked, the night was already cold, and there were no more people walking in the garden.Su Wen felt strangely relaxed by Ou Ya's side.It doesn't need to work hard in front of Zheng Wuyu, it doesn't need to be full of joy in front of Du Jie, and it doesn't need to force a smile in front of Wang Ziqing.

Ouya was pinching Su Wen's ear and said, "Why do I look so much like wontons?"

Su Wen turned his face, and his smile froze in an instant.

Su Wen hugged Ou Ya to escape as fast as he could, but something still flew past his back, pulling out a scorching scar.

The tree directly in front of the two of them was hit by something, and there was a "poof", and the sweet-scented osmanthus scattered.

Ouya was terrified and lay on the ground for a long time before she felt the coldness of the ground and the weight on her body.He pushed Su Wen, his voice trembling unreasonably, "How are you? Are you okay? Just answer me, answer me!"

Ouya tremblingly picked up the mobile phone in her trouser belt.Su Wen raised his hand very slowly, and hummed, "Don't move around, I'm going to die of pain."

Ouya breathed a sigh of relief, carefully took out the phone and dialed 120, after dialing 120, dialed 110, after dialing 110, called his secretary, finally threw the phone aside, and tentatively touched Su Wen's back.

Su Wen gasped, and Ouya's hands were covered with blood.

"Su Wen, can you move?"

Su Wen hummed weakly, "According to my conservative estimation, no bones were injured, and a few pieces of flesh should be scraped off, it hurts."

Ouya breathed a sigh of relief again, but still didn't dare to relax, for fear that the two of them would be shot at by someone if they were not careful.The strange thing is that the person who fired the gun only fired one cannon and never reappeared.

The ambulance came quickly, and the police followed Ouya to the hospital.Su Wen's estimation was correct, no bone was injured, but a whole piece of flesh and skin was scraped off the back, which was very painful.Ouya described the situation to the two little policemen in the corridor, while his assistant followed cautiously and took notes.

"Looking at the direction of the bullet, it should have been shot at Su Wen's leg. But at that time, I was walking beside him, so Su Wen pushed me away."

Ouya's complexion is very bad, it can be described as gloomy.

After a while, the head of the criminal police team and the police chief followed, followed by a few reporters.

Su Wen was pushed out with a pale face, and he was still lying on the bed, his face was as white as paint.Immediately, several reporters stepped forward to take pictures.

Ouya roared angrily, "Everybody fuck off!"

The reporters were so yelled that their eardrums shook, and they retreated to the back, not daring to move.Ouya glanced at them coldly, "Still leaving?" All the reporters immediately turned back and forward collectively.

Su Wen was lying on the bed, without a trace of blood in his mouth, and he said with an air, "Restrain yourself."

Ouya nodded, and arranged the ward and nurses.Only then did he put on an official face, and led the chief of police and the captain of the criminal police to the doctor's office where a certain Qing came out for a detailed discussion.

Su Wen was lying on the hospital bed, and it took a lot of effort to get his mobile phone. After a little struggle, he finally dialed the number carefully.

After ringing for a long time, it was finally connected, but it was a gentle female voice.Before Su Wen could speak, he said, "I'm sorry, Young Master Rong was injured just now, Mr. Du is accompanying him now, please don't tell him anyone's calls."

Su Wen frowned, his hands and feet felt cold.After thinking about it, he asked, "Mr. Rong is injured?"

Xu Ci said, "Yes, Young Master Rong's old wound was not healed, but he was attacked by someone, and the wound worsened."

"Oh, okay, don't tell Du Jie that I have looked for him."

After hanging up the phone, Su Wen endured the burning pain in his back and sent a message to the little assistant.

When Ouya entered, he frowned and said, "What are you doing? Although it's cold, the wound won't be inflamed, but you are not allowed to move around."

Su Wen wanted to nod, but when the wound on his back was involved, he grinned again.Ouya sighed, stepped forward and took away his mobile phone and said, "What do you want to send, I will help you."

"Let her bring the materials of several competing projects tomorrow. This matter cannot be delayed."

Ouya didn't move.

"What's the matter? Send it quickly." Su Wen urged.

Ouya put the phone back on the table, "Do you know that the gun was shot at you just now? Do you know that if you don't dodge, your legs will be useless? Do you know... you fucking plan to Du Jie’s project, is he throwing his life away!! Where is Du Jie? If he is a man, he should come here tonight!!”

Su Wen kept his head silent, Ouya threw the phone angrily, and sat on the sofa in the single ward.

The author has something to say: Uh, it’s late today, but I just got off the long-distance bus and came back to update the article~~

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On the seventh floor of Huiya, Du Jie had just returned to his fixed room when he saw Da Ma standing with a blue face, as if bowing his head to accept the crime.

Before Du Jie could speak, Da Ma knelt down with a "plop". "Mr. Du, I was negligent this time. Mr. Su was injured by Zhao Jianguo's people, and he is now lying in the private hospital in Hongdou. But he didn't hurt his vitals, and we took care of the person who did it right away. Mr. Du , It's all my fault, it has nothing to do with the brothers under my hand."

Du Jie stopped in his footsteps, turned his head and stared at the horse in disbelief, and the air pressure dropped instantly. "Did I tell you that if Su Wen loses a hair, it will be returned to Little C?"

Da Ma knelt on the ground, looking calm, but secretly clenched his hands, trembling slightly. "It was my negligence. Don't involve little C, you can punish me any way you want." Da Ma recalled the wound that Du Boyan drew on his face when Du Jie was attacked in New York many years ago— ——At that time, he also begged the old master in this way, so that he could avoid that