Everytime I wake up I'm on the way to get married [Quick Transmigration]

"Didn't interrupt your chat?" Feng Yuyun walked to Chen Yuan and sat down, she apologized again, "I'm really sorry, I really didn't expect President Shen to come over suddenly."

Facing Shen Jiarong who almost controlled her and Chen Yuan's future fate, she was worried about saying the wrong thing, so nervous that her hands and feet were stiff, and she couldn't even hold back her smile. As soon as she sat down, she quickly stood up again, "Well, I'll give it to you." Boss Shen pours a cup of tea." She winked at Chen Yuan, "Talk first."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the kitchen.

After she left, Chen Yuan first said, "The people have been delivered, why don't you leave?"

Shen Jiarong said: "I will return all your assets to you. You don't need to live here anymore. I will take you home."

Chen Yuan frowned and said, "It's just a place to sleep, it doesn't matter where you live."

There is no need to experience such a troublesome thing as moving twice in a short period of time.

Shen Jiarong looked at him and answered the previous question: "If you come up with a request for me to fulfill, I will leave."

"I said, I don't need your compensation."

"If you can't think of it for a while, I can wait until you think of it."

When Feng Yuyun came back with the teacup, he heard Shen Jiarong's words, and couldn't help feeling a little worried, "What does Mr. Shen refer to?"

Seeing her, Chen Yuan's eyebrows moved slightly, and he said to Shen Jiarong: "She has nothing to do now, you can find her a place to work, and we will be cleared."

Feng Yuyun didn't expect the topic to be brought up to him, subconsciously raised his head to look at Shen Jiarong, and was startled by the cold and stern black eyes in front of him, and took half a step back.

Shen Jiarong withdrew his gaze, looked at Chen Yuan, and said in a deep voice: "This is compensation for you, and it is not allowed to be used on others." Then he added, "I will arrange a job for her in the company, and let you satisfied."

The word "leisure job" in this sentence seemed to be accentuated, which made Feng Yuyun feel terrified and had a very bad premonition, but Shen Jiarong's attitude made her even more confused, "Mr. Compensation?"

Chen Yuan was still present, and Shen Jiarong simply explained: "I had some misunderstandings about the Chen family before, but now that the misunderstandings have been cleared up, I will return all the assets under Chen Yuan's name. In addition, I can give him an additional compensation." He Without changing his face, he emphasized again, "No matter what the request is, as long as I can do it, I will try my best to meet it."

Feng Yuyun was already shocked when he finished the first sentence, "Return...all assets..."

If it wasn't for the hot water from the teacup splashing on the back of her hand, causing burning pain, she would have thought she was in a dream.

It's even more bizarre than a dream to turn around within a week of bankruptcy!

"Mr. Shen, is what you said true? Are you really going to return all the assets to Chen Yuan?"

Shen Jiarong glanced at her.

The excitement of surprise and joy on Feng Yuyun's face did not seem to be fake, and at the next moment, she came back to her senses, "So, you targeted the Chen family because of a misunderstanding..." She remembered Chen Yuan's obsessive love for Shen Jiarong before the wedding, Take two quick steps and sit down, and said in Chen Yuan's ear, "Didn't you always want to marry Shen Jiarong, he wants to compensate you, why don't you mention it!"

The distance between the two was close, Shen Jiarong's face darkened slightly, and she was about to speak when she heard this whisper.

He restrained his expression, pretending he didn't notice anything, he just reached out to pick up the teacup and took a sip.

Feng Yuyun peeked at him, felt relieved when he saw this, and persuaded with a low voice: "I know you like him very much, now the opportunity comes, you must seize it!" Seeing that Chen Yuan was still indifferent, she was so anxious. I couldn't sit still any longer, "Think about it, it's he who said, he will satisfy any request, what are you waiting for!"

The day of the wedding was the only time since she met Chen Yuan that she saw him do something so seriously, and after that day, Chen Yuan became taciturn and never smiled again.

She knew that Chen Yuan's personality had undergone a drastic change under the double blow of being hurt emotionally and going bankrupt.

Although the current Chen Yuan is more handsome, calmer, more reliable, and more assertive—even though the current Chen Yuan has become better in every way compared to before, she still feels that the most important thing for a person to live is to be happy.

During the few days that she really got along with Chen Yuan, she discovered that the stepson she had always thought would be domineering was actually a good person, so every time she noticed Chen Yuan's indifferent and closed attitude that he didn't want to communicate with her, she wanted to let the former stepson Chen Yuan came back happily every day.

Now, if Shen Jiarong didn't lie, and she believed that Shen Jiarong wouldn't bother to lie to them, then Chen Yuan's stolen property has returned, but the emotional pain is still there——

Feng Yuyun looked at Chen Yuan expectantly, "Even if you may not be able to succeed, you can always try, maybe he will agree! How about—"

"Okay," Chen Yuan raised his hand to interrupt her, "He said that he doesn't want to have anything to do with me anymore, why should I make myself ugly, and besides, I want to go around—"

Hearing this, Shen Jiarong felt a little nervous, before Chen Yuan could finish speaking, "I never said that."

His voice suddenly sounded, and the guilty Feng Yuyun trembled in fright. She shrank her shoulders, "Mr. Shen, Chen Yuan didn't mean that..."

Chen Yuan also followed the sound and looked over.

Shen Jiarong avoided this gaze, put the tea cup back on the table, and when he turned his face back, his expression was the same as when he came, "I didn't say that, it's just my assistant's own opinion."

"You do not refute his self-assertion, which means you agree with it."

After finishing speaking, Chen Yuan also picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, but quickly put it down with a frown.

Feng Yuyun realized later, she patted her forehead, "I forgot, wait, I'll pour you a glass of orange juice."

As soon as she finished speaking, a mobile phone in Chen Yuan's pocket rang suddenly.

Feng Yuyun looked at Shen Jiarong first.

The other party is someone who can make Chen Yuan go bankrupt with just a word, and with such a big Buddha sitting at home, of course she has to be extremely careful, "Well, Chen Yuan, if it's not an important call, come back later, shall we? "

Chen Yuan has already seen the caller ID.

It was Ye Kaiyu who left his number yesterday, and Ye Kaiyu edited the remarks by himself, adding the word 'Qinxing' on purpose.

Shen Jiarong caught a glimpse of the name from the corner of her eye.

He had some impressions of the piano shop Xiaoye that Shen's mother occasionally talked about, and when he thought of the bruise-covered face he saw yesterday, he couldn't help but feel relieved, "It's okay, I don't mind."

Chen Yuan glanced at him, pressed the answer button and put the handset close to his ear, "What's the matter."

"Mr. Chen!" Ye Kaiyu said in a panting voice over the sound of the wind, "Help! That group of people came to take revenge yesterday. There are more than ten of them, each with a knife. What should I do!"

"You should call the police."

"Call the police..." Ye Kaiyu was choked by the wind, coughed a few times before saying, "You are right, I will call the police now!"

"Forget it," Chen Yuan had already heard the scolding from the receiver, "Where are you?"

"I'll send you the location!"

After hanging up the call, Chen Yuan said to Shen Jiarong: "You go back first, I have something to deal with."

"Where are you going?"

A message popped up while Shen Jiarong was speaking, it was location sharing from Ye Kaiyu.

Chen Yuan said: "I beat people, they came to seek revenge, they should also seek me."

Shen Jiarong got up after him, "I'll go with you."

"no need."

Shen Jiarong stood in front of him, "My car is downstairs."

Seeing his insistence, Chen Yuan didn't refuse again.

The two went downstairs one after the other.

Shen Jiarong handed Chen Yuan's mobile phone to the driver after getting in the car, "Rush to this location as soon as possible."

The driver held the steering wheel tightly, "Okay, Mr. Shen."

After the car started, Shen Jiarong seemed to casually mention: "The person you are looking for is your friend?"

"No."

Shen Jiarong completely relaxed, and he continued: "Don't worry, we will be there soon."

"Ah."

The driver knew the road conditions in the city like the back of his hand, and after being told by Shen Jiarong, he arrived at the destination in the shortest time possible.

When Chen Yuan got out of the car, Ye Kaiyu was knocked to the ground by a punch from a strong man in black.

Shen Jiarong got out of the car behind Chen Yuan.

The driver stopped in front of him, "Boss Shen, they all carry controlled knives, you'd better not go there."

Shen Jiarong watched Chen Yuan flying up and down in the shadow of the sword light and fist, her heartbeat gradually accelerated, but her breathing became much lighter, "Go and help him."

"This..." The driver hesitated, "Boss Shen, but you—"

"Go help him!"

The driver had to take off his suit jacket and rushed over.

Because of Ye Kaiyu who was beaten so black behind him, Chen Yuan didn't let go of his hands and feet at first. After the driver came over, the screams became louder and louder.

Shen Jiarong's clenched fists were only slightly loosened.

After all the people with knives fell to the ground, he walked forward quickly, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Chen Yuan leaned over and picked up Ye Kaiyu with one hand, "Can I still go?"

Ye Kaiyu staggered two steps before standing still, "Mr. Chen, thank you for saving my life again..."

Shen Jiarong said to the driver: "Call the police and find out the details of this group of people."

The driver nodded and backed away silently.

Shen Jiarong turned to Chen Yuan again, "You—" Seeing the scene behind Chen Yuan, his pupils shrank suddenly, "Be careful!"

Without thinking, he rushed forward at the same time as he spoke, hugged Chen Yuan and fell aside!

The gunshot rang out, and the bullet grazed Shen Jiarong's arm and continued to move forward, embedded in the brick wall, splashing a piece of earth and rocks into the air.

"How are you?" Shen Jiarong hallucinated that the sound of his heartbeat penetrated his eardrums, and he tightly clasped Chen Yuan's arms, "Are you injured?"

Chen Yuan looked at his blood-stained arm and frowned slightly, "Are you stupid? You are the one who was injured."

Only then did Shen Jiarong realize the burning pain coming from the wound.

The driver kicked the gangster unconscious and ran over quickly, "Boss Shen!"

Chen Yuan sat up halfway on the ground with his arms bent, grabbed Shen Jiarong's waist and helped him up, "Go to the hospital."

Seeing that Shen Jiarong was only injured on his arm, the driver heaved a sigh of relief, and quickly responded, "Yes!"

Shen Jiarong glanced at Chen Yuan's well-articulated fingers with downcast eyes, moved in his heart, and approached with his strength.

Chen Yuan only felt that the person in his arms was getting heavier and heavier, "You hurt your hand, not your leg."

The corners of Shen Jiarong's mouth turned slightly, "This is a gunshot wound." He emphasized, "I have never been shot wounded."

The driver kept his eyes open and opened the door for the two of them.

Ye Kaiyu, whose skin was blue and swollen from the beating, with two streaks of blood hanging from his nose, aching all over, dizzy and tinnitus, and limping, followed behind them.

He looked at the wound on Shen Jiarong's arm, but no one told him about the pain in his heart.