CEO's Unexpected Twins

Wen Shutong knew what he was suggesting, and his face sank with the naked eye.

Lowered her voice, she looked serious and said, "if he was such a person, I couldn't have spent so long with him. You can't judge what kind of person my husband is because of a small mistake. It's inappropriate."

"Today, I regard you as a friend, so I'll go out to dinner with you. If you want to slander my husband because of this, that's the end of our day."

After saying that, she didn't wait for the opposite person to react, so she waved directly to the waiter and said, "check out."

She doesn't like to owe others. She doesn't owe each other for such a round trip.

Death's eyebrows jumped slightly, but unexpectedly she was quite bloody.

At the moment the waiter came, he raised his hand and gently pressed it. Then he took the lead in taking out the cash and stuffed it into the other party's hands.

In contrast, it is much more convenient to pay by scanning the code.

What's more, when a man and a woman come to dinner, most people will choose not to accept girls' money.

The waiter paused first, then took the cash with a smile on her face. She touched it and drew eight from it: "Sir, only four are enough, you give more."

The God of death pulled it out casually. He didn't care much at all. He shook his head: "no, you have a good scenery here. I'm in a good mood. It's hard for a thousand gold to buy. I'm happy."

Wen Shutong glanced at him and said nothing more. He got up and left.

Anyway, she has to pay the bill by herself. She can't stop it. That's not her fault.

From the ship to the wharf, it still needs two floors of steps. The steps are floating on the water, but they are still stable.

Wen Shutong didn't think much about it at all, so he walked out quickly.

Who knows, he had just stood firm on the dock when he heard the movement of metal material contacting the ground behind him.

Then the waiter rushed up anxiously and quickly said, "Sir, are you okay, sir, I'll help you!"

She quickly turned her head and just saw the embarrassing scene.

His wheelchair was exquisitely designed and could go up the stairs, but he was probably too anxious just now, so he didn't operate well and fell down.

The wheelchair was tilted on the ground, but urgently extended two manipulators to protect his waist, so that he didn't fall out.

At first, his hand should have been pressed on the steps, but the water grass beside him was very slippery because he had been in contact with the water for a long time, so his hand slipped down and soaked in the water with blood bubbles.

There was no focus on his hands and his legs couldn't use strength for a moment. He couldn't stand up after trying for a long time.

The waiter who rushed up was just a girl. He tried to pull it for several times and couldn't move it.

She was a little worried, so she hurriedly turned her head and asked other people in the store to help.

Every fishing boat here is even a private room. Its headquarters is above the wharf. If it wants to come, it will take some time and call loudly.

Just as the waiter was about to speak, the man he was holding had a sharp, sharp voice, almost hysterical: "don't touch me! Get out! Get out!"

The waiter was startled, but he didn't dare to really loosen him. He was afraid that if he wasn't careful, he would slip into the water.

"Sir, you're about to fall down. I'll ask them to help you up. Soon, it doesn't matter."

"Can't you hear what you said? This is your service attitude?!" his voice became more and more morbid and crazy, "go away!"

The little girl had never seen the world. She quickly and gently loosened his body and looked at Wen Shutong for help.

After all, the two came together. Wen Shutong should have a way.

At first, Wen Shutong just stood on the dock and looked at it from a distance. She believed that the girl should have a way to solve it, but now she really can't stand on the sidelines.

After taking a breath, she stepped over and whispered, "do you need me to hold you?"

"No," he lowered his eyes. Thick eyelashes cover the mood in your eyes and you can't see what you're thinking.

The weak hand has been groping in the water, as if trying to find a fulcrum to get up.

Wen Shutong gave the waiter a color and motioned her to go first. Don't worry about things here.

The little girl stumbled away after a hasty apology.

There were only two of them left, and Wen Shutong didn't hurry to help him.

Just stood beside him, propped his wheelchair slightly with his body and helped him support a little.

Not to let his weight completely press on the wheelchair, causing the whole person to turn over.

But the moment Wen Shutong just met the wheelchair, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

She could feel that the wheelchair was not light, as if it had been welded to the ground. It was very firm and would not let him off.

I got a little closer and tried to confirm that the illusion just now disappeared. This is an ordinary wheelchair.

I think so. She hasn't touched the wheelchair herself. She knows that its material is very light. How can she have so much strength.

After struggling for four or five minutes, the forehead of the person next to him was full of sweat, and the blood on his hand was about to dye the small piece of water in front of him red.

But he still clenched his teeth, and his bloodless face was now white and terrible, but he didn't mean to give up at all.

A man like him who depends on himself for everything must have a self-esteem that others can't understand. Wen Shutong can understand it in his heart, so he doesn't interfere.

As time passed, he finally saved enough breath, pushed his hand hard below, and then went up.

The small mechanical hand in the wheelchair also quickly caught his movements and quickly held his waist tightly to give him a little strength.

Wen Shutong lent him some strength at the last minute and successfully helped him sit up.

Then she turned sideways to control the wheelchair and gently pushed him off the dock.

Maybe the strength he used just now was too strong. His lower lip had been bitten and turned red, and blood seeped out a little bit.

This red added a little blood to his face so that he didn't look sick.

It's more like the bright moon in the sky, mixed with red fog, with a sense of calm and bloody.

"I'm sorry to make you look so embarrassed when you read the joke." he took out a wet paper towel from somewhere in the wheelchair and hurriedly wiped his hand.

There were scratches all over it. The wound had not solidified and was still bleeding, but he didn't seem to hear it.

"Don't tell me you're sorry." Wen Shutong said faintly.

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