Addicted to seduction, the cold CEO cries every night

"Boss, get one just like hers."

Yan Xia held the chopsticks for a moment, then raised her eyes and glanced at Leng Zhi'an.

Then he put down his chopsticks and said to Leng Zhi'an, "I'm full."

"Then Mr. Leng eats slowly."

Dealing with Si Jinghuai is tiring enough.

She didn't want to have anything to do with the scheming Leng Zhi'an anymore.

She stood up with her bag and walked out.

As a result, Leng Zhian chased him out again.

"Am I a wolf?"

"Why did Miss Yan hide when she saw me?"

Leng Zhi'an was wearing a gray sportswear today, and it didn't look as inhumane as usual when he wore a suit.

But he already has a good figure, and even in sportswear, he stands out in the crowd.

Yan Xia looked back at him.

She met his smiling eyes.

"Mr. Leng looks very idle?"

Leng Zhian was noncommittal: "There is no Si Jing Huaixian either."

Yan Xia: "..."

The originally good mood was disturbed by Leng Zhi'an's words.

She was too lazy to pay attention to Leng Zhi'an and walked quickly towards the other side of the road.

Prepare to take a taxi back to Xia's house.

As she walked to the sidewalk, a car seemed to have lost control and hit her head-on.

At that moment, Yan Xia was confused for a moment.

But the next moment, I felt my body being pulled back heavily.

Then fell into a thick embrace.

The inertia of the fast-moving car made Yan Xia and the person pulling him unsteady.

He fell to the ground.

"Um……"

A man's groan came from beneath him, and Yan Xia got up from the man's arms in shock.

"Leng Zhian, are you okay?"

Leng Zhi'an frowned and glanced at his hands.

Then he looked at Yan Xia pitifully: "My hand may be injured."

He said it calmly, but Yan Xia knew from his expression that he probably wasn't lying.

She pursed her lips and turned to look for the car that ran the red light.

But when he turned around, there was no car there. The other party was obviously afraid of causing trouble and had already escaped.She gritted her teeth and cursed secretly.

Get up from the ground and go to Fu Leng's Peace.

As soon as he was helped up, Leng Zhi'an frowned and took a breath of cold air.

Yan Xia paused: "Let me see the wound."

Just now, I was just a little bit close to colliding with that car.

If Leng Zhi'an hadn't rescued him, he wouldn't be alive now.

After all, the speed of the car just now was really fast.

So to ignore Leng Zhi'an at this time is somewhat inhumane.

Leng Zhi'an hummed.

Let Yan Xia unzip his sportswear, then remove the sleeve of his right hand to check the injury.

Seeing the wound on Leng Zhian's hand.

Yan Xia's eyebrows jumped.

I saw a long scar on Leng Zhi'an's muscular arm.

Blood seeped out from the wound, and it hurt just to look at it.

Yan Xia gritted her teeth: "Go to the hospital and don't have any other problems."

Leng Zhi'an did not refuse, raised his chin and pointed to the opposite side.

"My car is parked opposite."

Yan Xia looked over hesitantly and saw a conspicuous car parked opposite.

Black Bentley.

Leng Zhi'an seemed to see Yan Xia's hesitation.

He couldn't help but raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I was injured trying to save you, and with my hands like this, I can't drive a car."

"You're not so cruel, are you?"

Yan Xia: "..."

She was speechless, holding her forehead and asked, "Where is your driver?"

"I came alone."

Yan Xia: "..."

Okay, she resigned and walked to the car with Leng Zhi'an.

Whoever made Leng Zhian right was the one who originally saved his life.

When we arrived at the hospital, it was already dark.

Yan Xia accompanied Leng Zhi'an into the doctor's office, and after some examination.

The doctor said: "My hand is broken and I need a plaster." (End of Chapter)