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He was trying to find her, but she came first.

Cheng Chi goes over and opens the door.

The line of sight reflected a slightly pale but particularly comfortable face.

"Come in, Miss Liu."

Light down a few words, Cheng Chi turns back to his room, pours water to Liuliu and puts it on the table, "sit down."

Liu Liu sits on the chair. Cheng Chi sits on the opposite side of her and asks her, "Miss Liu has come to see me. What can I do for you?"

Liu Liu held the water cup and hung her head slightly. After several seconds of silence, she finally moved her lips. "How is your young master doing now?"

Cheng Chi sneered, "thanks to you, the young master is still unconscious."

Liu Liu's voice was mixed with apology, "sorry, I didn't mean to."

Cheng Chi's anger at the bottom of his heart suddenly surged up, "not on purpose? You stab your knife into the young master's heart. You tell me you didn't mean to? "

"Yes, you didn't mean it, because you did it at all!"

Liu Liu buried his head, stuffy for a long time, and said slowly, "last night, I fell ill and couldn't control myself."

Hearing the two words of disease, Cheng Chi was stunned.

He looked at the woman in front of him. She was very thin, a little too thin. Her neck was covered with bruises, and her face was pale. Even if she was wrapped in gauze, she could not hide her high swelling.

The faint yellow light pouring down, he clearly saw her eyelashes trembling, the bottom of his eyes dim, he suddenly felt his heart that anger, some without a reason.

Yeah, she's just a poor woman.

If she didn't fall in love with someone she shouldn't love, she would not be upset. People are not like people, ghosts are not like ghosts.

Perhaps, it was he who was too biased and turned his heart to the young master, but he forgot how she had been treated in the young master's hand, and even a kidney was forcibly removed.

He suddenly remembered that not long ago, when he told her that the young master was not the kind of villain she imagined, she looked at him with sarcasm and said to him coolly,

"Cheng Chi, how your master treated me is the most clear in your mind. Maybe everyone in the world can say this in front of me, because they don't know the truth, but you are the least qualified!"

He is the least qualified. There is nothing wrong with this saying.

The whole world is entitled to blame her, but he is the least qualified.

He lost his head when he saw the young master hurt.

In fact, it's not necessarily that he is too anxious to lose his head, but his balance always inclines to the young master.

In his pupil, she is still burying her head, and her lips are almost bitten out of blood. "Is he OK now? I called him and was always in the state of power off."

"Nothing more, Miss Liu. Don't worry."

Cheng Chi raised his hand and pressed his brow. Looking at her face again, he said, "but I want to warn Miss Liu that even if she is crazy, this kind of thing should not happen again."

"Otherwise, even if the young master is willing to spare you, I will find a chance to kill you. No matter what the price is, I will say that in front of me, Miss Liu is good for herself."

His balance itself is oblique.

So what?

Liu Liu did not hurt the young master, he is poor Liuliu.

But if Liu Liu hurts the young master again, he can't care what is pitiful or not!

"Don't worry, I won't let this happen again."

Every word of her voice was deeply sad. "I feel relieved to know that he is still alive. I'm sorry to disturb Mr. Cheng. I'll go first. Goodbye."

"Wait!"

When she came to the door, there was an urgent cry behind her, and she could not help turning back, "what's the matter, Mr. Cheng?"

Cheng Chi said bluntly, "the young master is injured. I'm afraid it will take a few days to cultivate. There are a lot of things in the company. I can't get busy. Tomorrow you have to go to the company with me and go to work normally."

"Well, I know. I'll do my job well."

"Does the wound on your hand matter?"

"It doesn't matter. It's the left hand. It won't delay the work."

With the door of the moment, her lips hook out a tiny can not check the smile.

In fact, she did not like to sell miserably, but sometimes, she had to sell, but also to ensure that she did not sell deliberately.

Cheng Chi cares about his young master. She doesn't know, so she hurt Sheng Youting. He doesn't know how angry he should be and how much he hates her.

What happened last night has happened, and there is no room for turning around. However, he can't let Cheng Chi hate her, aim at her, or be on guard against her everywhere, otherwise in the future, she will be really unable to move.

So what to do?

Of course, let Cheng Chi see her misery and recall Sheng You Ting's cruelty to her. He felt that she was much worse than Sheng Youting. Naturally, he felt soft hearted.She knows Cheng Chi more or less. He is loyal to Sheng Youting, and his heart is not bad.

Sure enough, everything is developing in the direction she expected.

She laughed, a mockery in her smile.

Willow, willow, you've finally become the kind of person you hate most.

In order to achieve the goal, we can not only sell miserably, but also use Cheng Chi's sympathy.

The next day, Liu Liu and Cheng Chi went to work normally.

But what she didn't expect was that the day of prosperity and thunder had come.

They met in the company's underground parking lot.

Cheng Chi is naturally the first to rush up, nervously asked, "young master, are you ok?"

Liu Liu naturally noticed him, and no wonder Cheng Chi was nervous. Although the knife in her hand was not deeply pierced that night, he did not treat him in time and lost too much blood. No matter what, he should rest for a few days.

But just one day later, he came directly to work in the company?

The face looked thin and white, almost no blood color.

"I can't die."

He coldly returned to Cheng Chi, but his eyes crossed the other side and looked over.

Four eyes are opposite.

His blue eyes looked very calm, but the bottom of his eyes was eerie and deep, like the deep sea that could not penetrate into the light, and wrapped her in the dark and deep cold.

She suddenly remembered that night, he pulled her hair, put her head on the mirror, ferocious appearance, fear suddenly hit, but crazy three seconds time, the palm of his hand has already poured out thin sweat.

Don't be afraid. The more afraid you are, the more you have to overcome it.

Don't make him angry again. Don't make him angry again. Even if he is obviously wrong, you should remember that he is never wrong. It is all your fault.

Every day before finding the truth, he gets angry, it's your fault.

You have to admit it.

You can. You can.

She took a deep breath in her heart, stepped on high-heeled shoes and walked to him. Finally, she stopped in front of him, buried her head and apologized, "Mr. Sheng, I'm sorry, I was wrong."