exclusive marriage

Chapter 249

Huhuhu——Finally another Bodhisattva was sent away, and Manager Zhang felt relieved.

Just stopped for less than a few seconds, suddenly...

"boom--"

With a loud bang, the blue and white porcelain of the Ming Dynasty by the counter shattered into a pile of shards, Ye Datianwang crushed the shards with one outstretched foot before he could retract it.

This foot is 700 million, Ye Da Tianwang's feet are really fake.

700 million, Manager Zhang feels a pain in the flesh, it is an antique from the Ming Dynasty, it is expensive, although there is an extra tooth mark.

it's over... it's over...

King Ye Datian walked away, and Manager Zhang's head became clear: "A piece of Jinzhou celadon from the Ming Dynasty has a market price of 700 million, and it will be deducted from the liquidated damages."

In front, Ye Zaixi staggered slightly, and then passed two words squeezed out from between his teeth: "Okay, okay."

Manager Zhang squinted his phoenix eyes and stroked his chin, looking like a treacherous fox.

The 700 million, can be regarded as being taken advantage of, otherwise the tooth marks...

The scene of becoming a beauty came to an end, and everyone in the hall should go about their business, but there were also some discussions.

"What do you think our president is doing this for?"

"Woman."

"Who is that woman, have you seen her face clearly?"

"No, it should be stunning, otherwise how could such two superb men fall down."

"I don't know how it compares to the bride who escaped marriage two years ago?"

"Fucking luck."

"..."

Manager Zhang silently sighed in the corner: "Women are really a disaster."

Pushing open the door, the room was a little dark, only a light was on on the bedside table, the woman on the bed shrank into a small ball, her palm-sized face was half covered by the quilt, Zuo Cheng moved lightly, and sat on the bed Side, tucked the quilt down.

Under the lamp, the woman revealed a small wrinkled face with a layer of sweat on her forehead.

The woman was probably dreaming, her brows were tightly frowned, and Zuo Cheng's heart ached when she saw it.

"Deep summer." Zuo Cheng stretched out his hand and hugged the dreaming little man back into his arms, calling softly, "Wake up."

The woman's eyelashes trembled, and slowly opened, her eyes glistened with water: "You are back."

The woman had just woken up, her voice was still hoarse, her eyes were moist and misty.

After a while, the woman's eyes suddenly tightened, and she became completely clear.

"Why are you injured?" The woman stretched out her hand, brushing the corners of Zuo Cheng's bruised lips.

"fine."

"Who did it?"

Obviously, what a man says is fine is a big deal in a woman's eyes, and she feels distressed and nervous.

"man."

Isn't this nonsense?Is there such a tough woman?Naturally, Zuo Cheng didn't want to answer directly.

"Why don't you hide?" The woman pulled Zuo Cheng down, looked at his injuries carefully by the light, "Did you fight back?"

"No."

The woman's face immediately wrinkled into a ball, and she touched the corner of Zuo Cheng's mouth to make sure her face was not disfigured, and then asked, "Why didn't you fight back?"

With such a handsome face, how could that man be willing to do it.

Well, she ignored that the other party was a man.

Zuo Cheng pondered for a moment, then replied: "He is a debtor."

The woman's hand brushing the wound froze for a moment, rolled her eyes, then smiled, without asking any more questions, got up from the quilt, and got out of bed.

Zuo Cheng tugged at the corners of his lips, laughing bitterly and painfully.

She asked, but he couldn't answer, and she didn't ask, and he didn't like it.

After a while, the woman came back with a small medicine box and sat back on the bed.

"Bow your head." The woman lowered her head and took out disinfectant and cotton swabs.

In fact, there is no need for medicine for such a small injury, but Zuo Cheng enjoys this kind of treatment very much, so he walked over with a smile.

"Does it hurt?" The woman's hands moved lightly and her voice was soft, just like the drizzle in the south of the Yangtze River outside the window.

Zuo Cheng felt very soft in his heart, thought for a while, and replied: "It hurts."

pain?If the members of the Zuo family don't lose their eyes when they hear this.This is a man who won't make a sound even when a bullet is fired into the chamber. Such a small injury actually screams in pain, isn't it intentional?
Well, of course it was on purpose.

Women don't think so much, when they heard a man cry out in pain, they immediately frowned, their movements became more careful and gentle, and they moved their lips together, blowing and blowing again and again.

"Does it hurt?" Zuo Cheng asked with a smile, a deep smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

The woman nodded: "Yeah." The brows frowned even tighter.

Zuo Cheng laughed even bigger, and said, "Then I will fight back later."

Doesn't the corner of this person's mouth hurt?Why are you still smiling so... dazzling.

The woman's hand that applied the medicine froze for a moment, she raised her head, and looked at Zuo Cheng in confusion.

Such a small wound, to be precise, there is no wound, but because Mrs. Zuo's young lady was distressed, it took a full half an hour to apply the potion three times, and the master of the Zuo family cooperated very happily.

After tossing and tossing, it was already midnight, Zuo Cheng took a shower and lay on the bed with the woman in his arms.

"Why are you sweating all over?"

Some tired women raised their eyes: "I'm going to wash up." As she spoke, she was about to get up.

Zuo Cheng pulled her back into his arms: "No need."

Zuo Cheng didn't dislike her, so she naturally had nothing to mind, and nestled in Zuo Cheng's arms.

"Did you have a nightmare just now?"

"Ah."

Zuo Cheng hugged her: "What did you dream about?"

Her eyelids trembled, and her voice was tinged with coolness: "Zuo Cheng, I don't seem to remember Xia Chu's appearance, I just saw it just now."

Zuo Cheng held her tightly again, but he didn't make a sound.

The night was very quiet, only a woman's voice was soft and slow: "Why do I remember all the details, all the conversations, but I can't remember the appearance of Xia Chu?"

She raised her head and looked at Zuo Cheng's eyes, the big eyes were watery, but somewhat chaotic.

Under the lamp, Zuo Cheng frowned vaguely, and soon, without a trace, he hugged the woman and placed her in his arms.

"When you miss her, look in the mirror. When you don't smile, you will look like her." After a pause, Zuo Cheng added, "You are very similar to her."

It's just that you can't be her after all, you can't...

He was thinking, cheated again.

The woman is thinking, how similar is it?

She would never have imagined that they looked exactly the same.

She was still frowning, thinking about something, and muttering: "No wonder that person will admit his mistake." Her voice was muffled, and it seemed that there was some inexplicable worry, "No wonder in the dream, there was a person with me. They look very similar, and they speak strange words, so it's Chu Xia."

It's a dream, a dream!Zuo Cheng thought.

"Well, it's her." He replied, holding her in his arms.

(End of this chapter)