Lock Your Heart and Lock Your Love: Don't Marry a Rich Husband

He Jiahui was dumbfounded at this moment, the exhaust fumes from the car sprayed her face unexpectedly, choking her to cough non-stop, she waved her hands hastily to disperse the smoke, but after seeing clearly, she was so dirty With unsightly hands, she couldn't help but screamed.

"Oh my God, how did my hands get so dirty! So dirty, so dirty, where's the bucket?"

He Jiahui hopped and ran to the bucket used to water her garden in a hurry. She put both hands in and tried to scrub it clean, but when she rubbed and touched her palm, she suddenly felt a sensation. There was a sharp pain.

He Jiahui was in so much pain that she almost shed tears, she hastily pulled her hand out of the bucket, and carefully checked her palm.

The dirt on the palm of the hand has been washed away, but what is exposed is not the white and tender skin, but several deep, blood-red scars!

Those wounds were caused by He Jiahui hitting the stone heavily with his palm when he fell to the ground just now.

Moreover, the color of the wound was obviously abnormal. The tender flesh under the skin that should have been light red turned dark red, and the edges were still slightly white. It got into the wound, so it caused inflammation!

He Jiahui's nerves were too tense just now, and then she was so focused on trying to please Yan Ruo that she didn't notice that her hand was injured at all.

But now, without Luo Yuchen's oppression on her, Yan Ruo had already driven the car without a trace, and her spirit finally relaxed, so she immediately felt the piercing pain.

What's worse, she went to wash her hands again, the wound was soaked in water, and the pain became more and more severe after being stimulated, causing her to grin her teeth and inhale again and again, her whole face twisted.

He Jiahui was frantically dealing with the inflamed wound outside the house, while Xun Mo, who just walked back to the house, just sat down on the sofa with her buttocks, and she started to regret it in her heart.

To be honest, she shouldn't just leave with a face just because of her dissatisfaction with Yan Ruo's tone.

Not to mention that He Jiahui was almost beaten by Luo Yuchen, but they didn't get any benefit, just relying on Yan Ruo's arrogance, they were so rude to her, and she lost face. That must have violated her taboo.

Although Yan Ruo didn't care about them now, she might get revenge in some way in the future!

After Xun Mo calmed down, the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, his hairs stood on end, he was afraid that if Yan Ruo really cares about it, their family is not as powerful and powerful as the Luo family, they can't control things, and there will be a mess Yes, then their future, I am afraid there will be no peaceful days to live!

But, she did everything just now, at this moment, it's impossible to lose face and run out to apologize to Yan Ruo, right?

Besides, she couldn't afford to lose that person.

Xun Mo only felt a pain in his head, and heard He Jiahui's chattering voice outside, couldn't sit still anymore, stood up and wanted to go out again, but was pulled back by He Shengqiang who had just entered the door.

He Shengqiang's face was dark, one hand was tightly clutching Xun Mo's wrist, and he cursed angrily, "What else do you want to go out for, you mother and daughter are really printed in the same mold, and you can only act on your emotions. Both of you have completely lost my face!"