One child with two treasures: Fu Shao's pet wife is super powerful!

Chapter 170 Accidents occur frequently
"Jian Chuyao!" Unexpectedly, Jian Chuyao would appear here suddenly, He Yanjun couldn't help calling out Jian Chuyao's name.

Jian Chuyao frowned: "What are you doing!"

Even though He Yanjun didn't answer, Jian Chuyao understood what she had done.

When the matter came to light, He Yanjun's expression froze, and then he made a sudden move, pushing Xi Rourou to the ground in front of him.

The sound of falling to the ground and Xi Rourou's cry of pain sounded at the same time. Jian Chuyao wanted to step forward to help her, but He Yanjun took this opportunity to rush out the door.

Xi Rourou was injured, so it was impossible for Jian Chuyao to chase He Yanjun away, she quickly walked up to Xi Rourou, and took Xi Rourou's hand to help her up, but Xi Rourou shook her hand away violently.

Jian Chuyao almost stumbled, supported the wall to stabilize her body, frowned and looked up, but saw Xi Rourou's painful expression.

She carefully took Xi Rourou's hand, rolled up her sleeves, her whole little arm was covered with bruises, it was black and shocking.

Jian Chuyao frowned fiercely: "What's going on?"

She helped Xi Rourou up, seeing that Xi Rourou didn't answer, she continued to ask: "Ask you, what happened?"

No wonder I was shaking when I served my coffee this afternoon, I see.

Xi Rourou lowered her head: "I was caught by the door."

Jian Chuyao, who felt that her IQ had been insulted, continued to frown. She looked at Xi Rourou intently, and asked after a long time, "Did He Yanjun do it?"

Xi Rourou nodded.

"Are you stupid? You've been hurt like this, why didn't you say it?" Jian Chuyao felt that she was going to be angry. She knew that Xi Rourou was kind, but she didn't know that she was so kind.

Xi Rourou shook her head slightly, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth: "Say? What are you talking about? Who are you talking about?"

Jian Chuyao was taken aback by these words, yes, who are you talking to?This injury does not constitute a crime, and at the same time there is no evidence, it is indeed difficult to justify.

Jian Chuyao stopped talking about her, looked at the scratches on her neck, she could see that it was scratched by a fingernail, and reached out to support her other hand: "Okay, I'll take you to the hospital."

"No need." Xi Rourou refused.

But Jian Chuyao turned a deaf ear and took Xi Rourou's hand to the underground parking garage.

In the past two days, she drove to the company by herself because she had to send the two puppies to school.

Naturally, the car she was driving would not be the one that Fu Shenze sent yesterday, and driving that car to the company would only cause unnecessary trouble, and she hadn't made that high-profile yet.

After sending Xi Rourou to the hospital, the doctor lowered his head to help her treat the wounds. There were large and small wounds. Although they were all skin traumas, it could be seen that they were man-made.

While the doctor was dealing with it, the domestic violence that was often reported in the recent news appeared in his mind.

"Hey, if you can't pass it, then leave. Why bother to suffer?" The doctor's unreasonable words fooled Xi Rou and Jian Chuyao.

The doctor didn't know it, and continued: "Why do you keep this kind of man? Is it Chinese New Year?"

Finally understanding what the doctor said, Jian Chuyao thought it was funny, but she knew it was not kind to laugh, so she held back.

And Xi Rourou's face was already flushed, and she immediately waved a hand: "Ah? No, you misunderstood, I...don't have a boyfriend yet."

Realizing that she seemed to be talking too much, and hadn't said anything yet, the doctor laughed and continued to help her treat the wound.

After leaving the hospital, Jian Chuyao simply sent Xi Rourou to the door of her house and gave some instructions before returning home.

Because Xi Rourou had dinner, and it was almost ten o'clock when I got home, the two little guys were not in the living room, maybe they were asleep.

Jian Chuyao came back to the room, but Fu Shen was not in the room. Seeing the bright light in the study, he should be dealing with something.

After taking a shower and coming out, Fu Shenze was already lying on the bed, Jian Chuyao went over, climbed onto the bed, and lay down beside him.

Fu Shen swept the little girl into his arms, and asked in a low voice, "Where did you go?"

"Hospital." Jian Chuyao answered directly without thinking too much.

Fu Shenze sat up directly from the bed, picked her up together, squinted his eyes and looked her up and down: "Injured?"

Seeing his nervous expression, Jian Chuyao couldn't help laughing, shook her head and said, "No, I went with Xi Rourou."

Hearing this, Fu Shenze let go of the heart that was in his throat. He hugged Jian Chuyao and lay back on the bed, stroking her hair with his long fingers, and said casually, "What's wrong?"

Jian Chuyao thought about it seriously, and thought that there was no need to tell Fu Shenze about this matter. He was already busy with work, and if she asked, he would be paranoid, so he kept it a secret.

"She's just a little uncomfortable. No one is with her, so I'll give her a ride." Jian Chuyao said calmly, but Fu Shen didn't hear anything wrong, so he put his arms around her and turned off the light to fall asleep.

The next day, as usual, Jian Chuyao sent the two dolls to school and gave some instructions before going to the company.

At noon, Jian Chuyao glanced at the time, got up and walked to Xi Rourou's side: "Going to eat?"

Xi Rourou frowned and stared at the computer screen, typing quickly on the keyboard without turning her head: "Sorry, you can go by yourself, I'm busy, so I won't go."

Jian Chuyao looked at the report on her screen: "Not finished yet?"

Xi Rourou glanced at Jian Chuyao dejectedly: "I did it, but...the computer suddenly crashed, so it's cleared."

"Crash?" Jian Chuyao once again felt that her IQ was insulted. Fu Group's computers are all top-notch, so how could there be such a small error as a crash?
"That's not it." Xi Rourou lowered the volume, "I checked it when the light was on the screen, and there is no problem with the computer, it's just that the power supply has been unplugged."

Jian Chuyao frowned, thinking of He Yanjun's rampant appearance last night, she said indifferently: "It must be her doing it again!"

Xi Rourou didn't reply any more, she carefully sorted out the materials, fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

Jian Chuyao didn't bother her anymore, she left the office by herself, came back with a full meal, brought a copy for Xi Rourou, and put it in front of her: "Okay, no matter how busy you are, you have to take care of your body, eat something, or your body won't be able to handle it. "

Xi Rourou glanced at Jian Chuyao gratefully: "Thank you, but just now, the team leader came to me and said that this month's perfect attendance award has been cancelled."

Jian Chuyao frowned: "Why? You didn't explain it to him?"

"I've explained it, but he said I was making excuses." Xi Rourou was very frustrated.

It's so innocent!
Jian Chuyao patted her on the shoulder: "Okay, you can eat first, otherwise it won't taste good if it gets cold."

After speaking, she left the office and went directly to the president's office.

She pushed open the door and poked her head in first: "Are you busy?"

Fu Shen, who was reading the documents, heard Jian Chuyao's voice, and immediately put down the document in his hand, with a doting smile in his eyes: "Come on, come here."

Jian Chuyao closed the door and walked over, walked directly behind Fu Shenze, wrapped her hands around his neck, and would not refuse the intimacy that came after closing the door.

"What?" Fu Shen raised his hand to hold her hand in his, with a gentle voice.

"Xi Rourou's report was delayed, and she was deducted the perfect attendance award." Jian Chuyao said directly.

Hearing this, Fu Shen looked up at her: "It should."

"It's true to say so, but it's not her problem at all." Jian Chuyao argued.

Fu Shenze is not an unreasonable person, he frowned at her: "What's going on?"

(End of this chapter)