Chapter 69 Not that kind of person, um...
Feng Yizhou looked at Zhong Tingyan's crazy appearance and immediately understood his sinister intentions.
There was a gleam of ferocity in his eyes, and he quickly stretched out his hands and grabbed Zhong Tingyan's neck.
He pushed forward with all his strength and walked forward with Zhong Tingyan.
The two men wrestled with each other, their bodies colliding with each other, and the surrounding furniture was knocked over.
At the moment the floor-to-ceiling window completely shattered, the two men lost their balance and fell straight backwards.
Fortunately, Feng Yizhou was quick-witted and quick-handed. As they fell, he turned sideways and the two of them ended up falling heavily on the sofa.
The sofa was moved under the huge impact, making a harsh friction sound.
At this moment, Jiang Mu happened to open the door and walked in.
The chaotic scene in the house filled him with horror. Seeing Feng Yizhou and Zhong Tingyan who was pinned down, as well as the blood and broken objects on the ground, he subconsciously shouted, "Boss Feng!"
Jiang Mu reacted very quickly. He came to his senses quickly and without thinking too much, he immediately reached out and pulled out his belt.
He quickly stepped forward and tied up the injured and still struggling Zhong Tingyan tightly with his belt.
The moment he saw Jiang Mu, a complicated expression flashed across Zhong Tingyan's face, and then he snorted coldly, the voice full of disdain and ridicule: "Jiang Mu, you are still alive!"
"Mr. Zhong is still alive, how dare I die!" Jiang Mu lowered his head slightly, and a shadow quickly flashed across his eyes.
Then, he quickly cast his concerned eyes on Feng Yizhou and asked anxiously, "Boss Feng, are you okay?"
"It's okay!" Feng Yizhou shook his head slightly. Most of the blood on his body was from Zhong Tingyan.
Looking closely, apart from a few scratches on the hands caused by glass fragments, there was no major damage elsewhere.
"What should we do, Mr. Zhong?" Jiang Mu looked at Zhong Tingyan who was tied to the ground and still struggling, and asked Feng Yizhou for instructions.
"Pack up and send back to Country F!" Feng Yizhou gave the order without hesitation, his voice cold and resolute.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Mu quickly took out his cell phone, skillfully dialed the contact number, and began to arrange relevant matters.
"Feng Yizhou, even if you send me away, I will still come back. Grandma has already found a marriage partner for you. There is no way you and Li Ruochu can be together."
Zhong Tingyan's eyes widened, veins popped out on his face, and he roared loudly.
Feng Yizhou actually dared to go against his grandmother's wishes. He was simply overestimating his own abilities. I'm afraid he doesn't want to live anymore.
"No one in this world can threaten me to do something I don't like to do." Feng Yizhou's eyes were sharp.
After saying this coldly, he waved his hand, signaling Jiang Mu to take Zhong Tingyan away.
Zhong Tingyan was still shouting, as if he wanted to say something.
Seeing this, Jiang Mu frowned, looking annoyed. He took off his socks and stuffed them into Zhong Tingyan's mouth without hesitation.
Zhong Tingyan instantly let out an indistinct groan, his body twisting more violently, but he was unable to utter a single word.
A sinister look flashed across Feng Yizhou's eyes, but he was not bragging.
In his heart, he would never compromise even if his grandmother threatened him with tough measures.
He has decided on Li Ruchu, and his feelings will never change due to any external force.
Looking at the floor-to-ceiling window in his living room that had been broken and disappeared, the cold wind blew in, making Feng Yizhou shiver.
He looked down at his clothes covered in blood and dust, turned and walked into the bedroom, and quickly changed into clean and tidy clothes.
Then he walked towards Li Ruochu's house again.
When Li Ruochu heard the knock on the door and opened it, he saw Feng Yizhou, who looked pale and a little tired.
She was slightly startled, a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes, and she asked: "Boss Feng, do you have anything else to do?"
Her house was very lively today, with visitors coming one after another, as if they had been arranged in advance.
"The glass in my house is broken, so I'm afraid I'll have to stay at your house for one night!" Feng Yizhou raised the corners of his mouth slightly and forced a slightly forced smile.
Li Ruochu curled his lips slightly and said, "Boss Feng, do you think I believe it?"
In her opinion, the reason that the glass in Feng Yizhou's house was broken was a bit far-fetched.
If you want to stay here, just say so. Why make up such a lame excuse?
Feng Yizhou seemed to have expected that Li Ruchu would not believe it easily. He took out his cell phone, took out the photo he had just taken of his house in a mess and the broken floor-to-ceiling windows, and handed it to Li Ruchu.
Li Ruochu took a closer look, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, but she still did not compromise easily, and said again: "In fact, Secretary Jiang's home is downstairs, do you want to..."
"Li Ruochu, my arm is still injured!" Feng Yizhou interrupted Li Ruochu and raised his injured arm slightly.
This sentence was like a blow to Li Ruochu, causing her to shut up instantly.
Only then did she remember that although the plaster on Feng Yizhou's arm had been removed, he had not yet fully recovered and was still injured.
Thinking about it now, what I just said was indeed a bit inhumane.
Li Ruochu showed a trace of embarrassment on his face, and hurriedly opened the door of his house, bowed slightly, and with a smile on his face, he cordially invited Feng Yizhou to come in: "Please come in, Mr. Feng. It will be a great honor for me to have you stay in my house!"
Feng Yizhou walked straight into the house without saying anything, said that he wanted to eat pork chop noodles, and then walked towards the master bedroom as if he knew the way.
"Hey, that's me..."
Room……
Just as Li Ruochu was about to speak out to stop him, she saw Feng Yizhou raising his injured arm again, as if reminding her of his injury.
Upon seeing this, Li Ruchu forced himself to hold back the last two words.
Li Ruochu took a breath, turned and walked into the kitchen, started to get busy, and started making pork rib noodles for Feng Yizhou.
However, when Li Ruochu carefully prepared the pork rib noodles and walked into the master bedroom with the steaming bowl, he found that Feng Yizhou was already asleep on the bed.
His face became paler, his brows were furrowed, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.
Li Ruochu was startled and hurried over, placing the bowl gently on the table beside him.
Then he stretched out his hand and carefully placed it on Feng Yizhou's forehead.
As soon as her fingers touched Feng Yizhou's forehead, she shrank back as if she had received an electric shock: "Boss Feng, you have a fever!"
Feng Yizhou slowly opened his eyes, shivered subconsciously, and then pulled the strawberry quilt to wrap himself up like a dumpling.
"Secretary Li, you're not going to throw me out while I'm weak, are you?" Feng Yizhou said to Li Ruchu.
"No, no, I'm not that kind of person, um..."
Feng Yizhou didn't wait for Li Ruochu to finish speaking, he pulled her over and kissed her on the lips!
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