Turns out I'm just mosquito blood

Chapter 30

"Thank you, senior," Qiao Wanan listened patiently to his words, and smiled softly, "but I can't promise you."

Although Chen Suwen had expected it, he still felt a little sad to hear him refuse so bluntly. After a pause, he managed to force a smile.

"It's okay, you don't have to rush to promise me, I can wait for you."

Qiao Wan'an's eyes were slightly wet, and she shook her head with a choked sob, "Such a good senior, you can't be delayed by me."

"How can it be considered a delay?" Chen Suwen said patiently, "Good night, I like you, and I like you willingly."

Qiao Wanan's eyes were moist, but she just smiled.

"I'm sorry," he said.

Chen Suwen was sad, he understood what Qiao Wanwan meant.

He is willing to be good night to Joe, and good night Joe is to that person...

Also.

Qiao Wan'an wanted to thank Chen Suwen for paying his medical expenses, but Chen Suwen told him that Qiao Wan'an was in the hospital when he came.

Qiao Wan'an went to the front desk to get the payment slip. The name of the payer was familiar yet unfamiliar: Du Yinyuan.

Chu Yan sat on the sofa and looked at a stack of documents. After a while, he threw the documents on the table angrily, and looked at the person opposite him sharply.

"You want [-]%? Boss Bai is not afraid of being overwhelmed with such a big mouth."

The young man was leaning on the sofa with his legs crossed, his long legs were straight and eye-catching.

He took a puff of his cigarette, dusted off the ash, tugged at his tie, and said casually: "It's not up to you alone to decide whether you can survive or not."

Chu Yan heard that he wanted to find another partner to cooperate with, so he couldn't help but sneered, "Bai Jinzhou, don't think I don't know, even if you have traveled all over the city now, I'm afraid no one has the capital to move Pingcheng That project?"

"Besides, how long can you last?"

Bai Jinzhou wasn't annoyed when he heard this, he pinched his cigarette, and continued in a slow tone, "To be honest, it won't last long, but as long as I don't say anything, when do you think your project will be stuck? "

There was a bit of contempt and coldness in Bai Jinzhou's eyes, "Mr. Chu, can you wait?"

Chu Yan's face was ugly, suppressing his anger, and the other party refused to give in, the atmosphere dropped to freezing point for a while.

With a click, the door opened.

Qiao Wan'an was changing shoes on the porch, but when she bent down, she saw Chu Yan's shoes, and she was overjoyed.

He hurriedly kicked off his shoes, put on slippers, and ran to the living room, his voice was full of uncontrollable joy, "Ayan, you are back!"

As soon as the words fell, he met both pairs of eyes.

A pair of cold expressions belonged to the eyes that Chu Yan always looked at him.

The other pair of eyes are very strange, full of inquiry and curiosity.

"President Chu, who is this?" Bai Jinzhou looked at Chu Yan with a hint of teasing.

There are very few outsiders visiting the family, and Chu Yan has always declared that he is unmarried. Unexpectedly, Bai Jinzhou and Qiao Wan'an ran into each other as soon as he came.

For a moment, Chu Yan didn't know how to introduce Qiao Wanwan to others.

"relative."

Chu Yan was stunned, and turned to look at Qiao Wan'an.

Qiao Wan'an stood there awkwardly, and added softly, "I'm his relative."

Chu Yan suddenly felt unspeakable irritability, especially when he saw Bai Jinzhou staring at Qiao Wan'an naked, and almost blurted out impulsive words in an instant.

Bai Jinzhou didn't know whether to believe it or not, he still looked at Qiao Wan'an with a half-smile, "Hello, my name is Bai Jinzhou."

Qiao Wan'an faced Chu Yan's menacing eyes, and thought to herself that it should not be said that it was relatives, how could Ayan have relatives like him?It might be more credible that he should say that he is a servant in the family.

He kept his head down and didn't dare to look at people, "You, hello."

Chu Yan finally spoke, "If Mr. Bai has nothing to do, please go back first. We will talk about cooperation another day."

Bai Jinzhou was also savvy, picked up the document and stood up, "Then I won't bother you, I hope Mr. Chu can think about it carefully. I am looking forward to the cooperation with Mr. Chu."

Chu Yan snorted coldly, noncommittal.

Bai Jinzhou walked towards the door, and when he passed by Qiao Wan'an, he suddenly turned his head and asked, "Little poor, what's your name?"

Qiao Wan'an was taken aback by this frivolous prodigal son, and took two steps back.

Finally, Chu Yan couldn't help shouting, "Bai Jinzhou!"

Bai Jinzhou shrugged, winked at Qiao Wanyan, "Goodbye."

Before Chu Yan could get angry again, he had already stepped out of the door in two steps, and was blocked out together with the cold wind.

Chu Yan was very angry at Bai Jinzhou, he took a deep breath, and said good-bye to Qiao Wan: "Come here."

Qiao Wan'an walked over and stood in front of him with some trepidation, bowed her head and said nothing.

"It's really time for you to come back." Chu Yan originally wanted to have a good talk with him, but when he thought of Qiao Wan'an taking the initiative to tell Bai Jinzhou that he was his relative, and what Bai Jinzhou did just now, there was a dark fire in his heart breed.

He couldn't help but sneered again, there was a bit of sourness in his words that he didn't realize.

Qiao Wan'an thought he was blaming himself for delaying their discussion, but he really didn't mean it, and he didn't even know about Chu Yan's return.

If he knew, he would definitely come back as soon as he woke up, and he would never stay in the hospital for too long.

"sorry."

He is clumsy with his tongue, he doesn't know how to make people happy, no matter if he is misunderstood or wronged, when it comes to him, he can only say one dull and humble: I'm sorry.

Chu Yan still wanted to say something, but he caught a glimpse of the bandages wrapped around his hands, and endured it, and finally did not say any harsh words.

He took a box out of the small drawer of the coffee table and handed it to him, "Open it and have a look."

Qiao Wanan was flattered, "For... for me?"

In fact, Chu Yan seldom gave him gifts, not because he had no money, but because he didn't want to spend time on him.

The surprise came so suddenly, Qiao Wan'an suddenly felt ecstatic.

Even though he didn't want Chu Yan to think that he was making a fuss too much, he tried his best to bite his lips but still couldn't restrain the corners of his lips from rising. His eyes were shining brightly, and no one could help but soften their hearts when they saw it.

He can't move his hands at all now, so he can only hold the gift box carefully with both hands, for fear of falling and smashing it.

Seeing how cautious he was, Chu Yan couldn't help laughing too, "Is that so happy?"

Qiao Wan'an shook her head, thought about it for a while, then nodded again, with a clear and hearty smile, "Because it was sent by Ayan."

Chu Yan was taken aback.

As soon as he came back this morning, He Xiran hugged him and cried, wiping tears in his arms full of guilt. He said that he and Qiao Wan'an had a dispute and accidentally hurt his hand.

He was afraid that Qiao Wan'an would blame him, so he wanted to apologize in person, but suddenly he heard something happened at home, so he rushed back and asked Chu Yan to apologize to Qiao Wan'an for him.

At that time, Chu Yan thought that He Xiran would never take the initiative to harm others, and if there was a dispute, it must be something Qiao Wanan did. Besides, the hand injury was just an accident, how big a deal could it be?

But couldn't bear He Xiran's kind heart and looked at him pitifully, so Chu Yan finally had to promise that he would make good money for Qiao Wan.

Until he saw Qiao Wan'an's hand clearly, layers of bandages were intertwined, with blood oozing faintly, and two small splints were still fixed between the fingers.

Chu Yan's heart suddenly stabbed.

To what extent do you have to be careless to make people's hands like this?

He didn't want to doubt He Xiran, but he wasn't hard-hearted either. He couldn't help holding Qiao Wan'an's hand, and his voice softened a little, "Does it hurt?"