Chapter 2071: The Rest Of My Life Is Long Lucky To Have You Nineteen

There was bloodshot in the corner of his mouth and he caught himself.

"Zhu Liye ..."

Qiao Yuanfei drew a paper towel quickly, walked quickly to him, and patted his back.

At the same time instructed people outside to get a medicine box.

Soon, medicine kits will be delivered.

"I'm fine, this little injury, I can't die." Zhuo Liye very much wanted to get up, but Qiao Yuanfei refused.

Press someone on the sofa, stubborn to deal with the wound for him.

This scene saw Fan Yu's eyes hot.

But he had made mistakes and hit someone again.

Anyone who can see it can see that Qiao Yuanfei is angry and is stimulating him intentionally.

If he doesn't behave well at this time and his love rival hasn't dealt with it cleanly, the backyard will catch fire first.

Fan Yu didn't snor.

Standing quietly, watching Qiao Yuanfei treat Zhuo Liye's wound.

Until Zhuo Liye pressed his face with an ice pack and left with an arm between the files, Qiao Yuanfei finally turned his head to look at Fan Yu.

But it was just a glance.

Gaze swept over him, and then turned to look at the crowd outside the door who was still watching the show, his voice was slightly deep.

"No more work?"

With a bang, the person blocking the door disappeared without a trace.

The secretary closed the door thoughtfully for them.

There was already a mess in the reception room, not even a place to stay.

Qiao Yuanfei looked around, and finally gave up to go back to his office.

As soon as I stepped, I heard a moan behind me.

Fan Yu pressed against her chest, and went to her side in pain, staring at the medicine box in her hand.

"Fifi, my chest is hurt too, it hurts a bit."

"..."

Qiao Yuanfei froze and turned her head nervously to look at his chest.

The next second he reacted again, and Zhuo Liye didn't even touch his hair. How could he be injured?

Load!

"Really, you touch my chest, and you can't breathe here because of pain." Fan Yu saw her unbelief, and grabbed her hand and pressed it on her chest.

Under her palm is the position of his heart.

...

Inspiring a strong heartbeat, Qiao Yuanfei's palms became numb.

When her head was cyanotic, Fan Yu took the opportunity to speak.

"You ignore me, my heart hurts, it hurts more than being stung, Fifi, shall we not fight?"

"..."

Brahma, brahma, the taste of love is all set, has it been practiced?

Qiao Yuanfei wasn't really angry. He heard him coax himself, even if he was angry.

He deliberately took a breath, pretending to be angry and turned to question.

"You didn't believe me just now!"

"I didn't ..." Fan Yu tried to explain.

"You have. As soon as you see Zhuo Liye, you feel that we have a problem, regardless of indiscriminate innocence." Qiao Yuanfei said very determinedly.

Fan Yu gave up struggling.

"We are all getting married. You suddenly see Zhuo Liye alone. I thought you regretted it and planned to follow him ..."

Fan Yu glimpsed that Qiao Yuanfei's face was not right, and quickly changed her mouth.

"I was in a hurry to find you because Grandpa sent me the wedding dress for us to try, but I didn't expect that you still have the mood to come to work at this time."

Fan Yu's sour taste.

In her mind, he was no better than Zhuo Liye, no more than work.

Think about it?

"Oh!"

Just then, the door of the reception room rang.

The assistant pushed in the door from the outside and saw that the atmosphere wasn't right.

"Mr. Qiao, you found the senior professional manager I was looking for, and said that if conditions are right, you can take over Qiao's enterprise in the shortest time, so that you can get married with peace of mind ..."

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