A pillow of greed, the president asks for a divorce

Then, the young master of the He family suddenly grabbed her and turned her to face him. Sure enough, the arm she didn't want him to see was injured.

It shouldn't be scalded by tea, the gauze is wet, obviously it was bandaged before.

"Did you get hurt in the elevator accident?" He Jingshen's fingertips gently stroked her injured place, his voice was rare and gentle.

Ye Wushuang pursed her lips, and said quietly, "No, I accidentally bumped into it a few days ago."

"lie--"

"I do not have."

"Did you forget who you slept with last night?" He Jingshen's face was slightly serious, and he couldn't tell if he was angry or worried, or both. He stared at her and asked slowly: "What happened?" Call me when it's time?"

Ye Wushuang lowered his head and did not speak, as quiet as a sculpture standing in front of him.

But this statue helped him deliver documents in the morning, and just blocked his teacup.

A soft spot in He Jingshen's heart was gently touched. He reached out and pinched her chin to raise her face, looked into her eyes and asked, "Why did you help me block that teacup just now?"

Grandpa hit her on the chest, but she was no taller than him, if it was a little higher, it would hit her on the head, and the consequences would be disastrous!

The young master of the He family felt terrified for a while, turned his wrist, and gently scratched her cheek with the back of his finger, his eyes were so gentle that water could drip out.

But Ye Wushuang's words completely shattered the charming atmosphere: "I'm not helping you, I really hurt you, grandpa will be sad, I just don't want grandpa to be sad."

He Jingshen stopped the movement of his hand, then retracted his hand, and let go of her, the tenderness in his eyes disappeared, replaced by ice and snow.

"You go down first, I'll come down after changing the gauze and clothes." She said lightly, her tone calm.

"I got you stuck in the elevator for three hours, you don't need me to say something?"

"No, it's my own bad luck, and it has nothing to do with anyone."

She was so calm, she separated everything from him, and had nothing to do with him.

The young master of the He family finally couldn't calm down anymore, this feeling of being pushed thousands of miles away is simply terrible!He desperately pulled things on himself——

"If I don't ask you to deliver the documents, you won't be stuck in the elevator."

"No, I can refuse to deliver it for you. I didn't refuse. That's my own problem."

"you--"

"Is there anything else? If nothing else, I'll go down first."

Ye Wushuang had already changed the gauze and clothes during the conversation, and then looked up at him and asked.

He Jingshen was so angry that he was speechless, she turned around and went downstairs as if she hadn't noticed anything! ! !

The sound of footsteps behind him was "tap, tap, tap --" hurried and piercing, Ye Wushuang wanted to walk faster, and didn't want to have too much entanglement with him.

He would never know how he felt when he called him for help but was hung up by his beloved woman!He will never know what kind of fear he experienced during those three hours trapped in the elevator!He even didn't know how desolate he felt when he woke up in the hospital and heard his grandfather say that he couldn't find anyone and didn't receive any calls from him!

What kind of wife is she? Even if she is a passerby, she will not be so indifferent to deliver documents for you!