Anyway, An Rou felt that she had come to this point. No matter what she did, she would have to hit a wall before she would be sentenced to death.
It would be better to ask Mr. Yi what he is thinking. How could a fool be so obsessed with him?
"Mr. Yi, you are not kidding me, are you? Zhang Yun is just a fool. Do you really want to spend your whole life with him?" The expression on Zhang Yun's face was very serious. She had to get the truth.
Mr. Yi was naturally aware of Zhang Yun's physical condition and could see that An Rou was furious, but no one could tolerate talking about someone else's fiancée in front of others.
He slammed the table directly, his eyes becoming more and more indifferent, and looked at An Rou: "Please be careful with your words."
The reason he came here today was to have a good chat with An Rou about work, but An Rou had no intention of focusing on work at all.
In that case, there would be no need for the two of them to talk so much.
Before the meal was finished, Mr. Yi rubbed his head, feeling a headache, and said to An Rou, "You can eat this meal by yourself. I have something to do at the company, so I'll be leaving first."
After leaving these words, Mr. Yi left.
An Rou became even more annoyed. She grabbed a bottle of wine from the table and threw it on the ground, not even caring about her injured leg.
Mr. Yi was walking in front and heard everything clearly, but he had no intention of stopping. He just felt that An Rou had brought it upon herself.
An Rou sat down on the chair long after Mr. Yi had left. Tears were already streaming down her cheeks, and she raised her head slightly.
He had not expected all this, and he didn't know why it turned out like this.
When the waiter came to serve the food, he was shocked by An Rou's appearance. He quickly served the food and squatted down to look at the injuries on An Rou's body.
The expression on his face was still concerned. He asked, "Miss, are you okay? Do you need me to call an ambulance?"
An Rou sneered. What's the big deal about this little injury? He waved his hand, his expression very casual: "No need, I can walk by myself."
The waiter's eyes darted back and forth, his heart filled with complex emotions. An Rou glanced at the food. None of it had been touched at all.
But she was not in the mood to eat anymore, so she took out a card and said, "Swipe it."
The waiter quickly shook his head and responded, "This table has already been paid for by the gentleman who just left."
An Rou called Liu Min and sent him a location, asking him to pick her up.
Liu Min had just left when she sent the person over, and within a few minutes she asked someone to come and pick her up.
When Liu Min came over, she saw a man standing on the stage with a blank look in his eyes.
But soon, Liu Min's eyes fell on An Rou's feet. There were large amounts of blood flowing there, and a panic expression suddenly appeared on his face.
I quickly got out of the car and ran towards the button: "Sister Rou, what's wrong with your leg? I'm going to take you to the hospital."
But An Rou had no idea at all. She just waved her hand slowly, got in the car, and said to Liu Min, "Forget it, just take me home."
For a moment, Liu Min was in a dilemma, but she shook her head helplessly and got in the car.
After he sat down, he fastened his seat belt and looked towards An Rou's legs. There were large patches of blood, and he didn't even wipe them off.
Liu Min quickly pulled out a few tissues and handed them in An Rou's direction: "You should wipe your feet."
Gu Qingming stayed in the hospital for such a long time that the day of discharge soon arrived.
Li Xiujun was busy in the hospital and even asked the doctor to come and check on Gu Qingming's condition. After confirming again and again, she finally breathed a sigh of relief if they had anything to do with her.
There was still some time before Li Xiujun was discharged from the hospital. As she was tidying up her things in the room, the doctor came over with his hands in his pockets and gave her some advice: "After all, this hand has been injured. You can't do any heavy work in the future. You have to be careful with everything you do."
As soon as Mr. Gu heard that Gu Qingming was going to be discharged from the hospital, he hurried over to pick him up. These days, Li Xiujun was busy running around in the hospital.
As an old man, he couldn't help much. There were several times when he wanted to replace Li Xiujun, but she directly refused, saying that she was worried about the old man's health.
This time, when I heard that Gu Qingming was about to be discharged from the hospital, I had to come and see him in person no matter what.
The old man even dressed up at home, saying it was a new life, a new look, and also for good luck.
After entering the ward, Gu Qingming was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the old man would be able to come.
He even said to the old man with a teasing backing, "Why are you here? Are you so worried that I can't go back?"
After all, this is in the hospital, a public place. Even if the old man has a lot to say, he can't say it here.
He just shook his head helplessly, put his hands behind his back, and said seriously: "What do you want to say? Let's go home and talk it over."
In fact, there was no need to go home. Gu Qingming already knew what the old man wanted to say. He was just complaining about the danger of this incident.
It would be impossible to let them take such risks again.
Sure enough, after returning home, Mr. Gu sat on the sofa and looked at Gu Qingming quietly. With just one look, he could see what the old man was thinking.
Gu Qingming also consciously sat opposite the old man.
"Xiujun, come here too!" Mr. Gu said again.
It was obvious that the old man was going to give them a formal lesson this time, so Li Xiujun quickly put down the things in her hand.
She sat next to Gu Qingming, her face looking very serious, waiting for the old man to start speaking: "Grandpa, what do you want to say?"
The old man took a deep breath and placed his hands on his knees. "Do you know how dangerous this is? Don't you even discuss this with an adult?"
The two looked at each other, and Gu Qingming quickly explained: "Grandpa, it's not what you think. We also want to tell you, but the signal is not connected."
In fact, what the old man said was right, but there was no way around it. The mistake had already been made, so Gu Qingming just had to think about how to be sweet-talking.
"Then why didn't you tell me before you left? You made me worry at home for so many days." Mr. Gu asked again.
Now the two of them were speechless, and seemed unable to find any words to refute him.
"Grandpa, we've learned our lesson this time."
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