Ning Yu didn't expect Jiang Yu to be so shameless. How could he be so cold and distant? He was clearly a scoundrel.
Jiang Yu's eyes were dark and deep, and his voice was deep, "What do you think?"
Ning Yu wanted to pretend not to understand and blinked.
Jiang Yu looked at Ning Yu's fair and tender cheeks and couldn't help but reach out and pinch them, "Don't act stupid."
Ning Yu saw that she couldn't escape, and the man kept staring at her, insisting on getting an answer, "...This is too sudden, I need to think about it carefully."
A flash of disappointment flashed across Jiang Yu's eyes, then disappeared. "Three days."
Ning Yu breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, "Okay."
After Ning Yu finished acupuncture for Jiang Yu and was packing up, Jiang Yu suddenly said, "I think I can stand up..."
Ning Yu was stunned for a moment, then a look of joy appeared on his face. "Try it. If you feel uncomfortable, stop immediately."
Jiang Yu looked at the joy on Ning Yu's face because of him, and a great courage arose in his heart. He supported himself with his strong arms against the wall and slowly stood up.
Before he had taken a few steps forward, Jiang Yu felt his legs go weak. He gritted his teeth and insisted on continuing to walk along the wall.
By the time he sat back in the wheelchair, his forehead was covered in sweat.
Ning Yu frowned slightly, pinched his calves and thighs with both hands, and scolded him, "Your legs haven't fully recovered yet, don't be so stubborn next time."
Jiang Yu's dark pupils stared at Ning Yu, moist, and his tone became inexplicably aggrieved, yet also very straightforward.
"I just want to get better soon and be with you."
Ning Yu's heart seemed to be hit by something, causing a slight ripple, and she avoided the man's gaze.
"...Even so, don't rush into it."
Jiang Yu's figure was obviously tall and straight, and even when he was sitting in a wheelchair, he always gave people a sense of oppression, but at this moment he gave people a very obedient feeling.
"Yeah, I understand."
*
After Ning Yu returned home, she found that there were four or five missed calls on her phone. Perhaps it was because later on that she did not answer the calls or continue to dial, but instead sent a series of messages.
Ning Yu took a look and didn't want to look anymore, so he turned off his phone and went to take a shower.
The second day.
As soon as I arrived at the company, Jiang Ruchuan called me to his office.
Ning Yu was about to knock on the door when it suddenly opened. It was Mu Nuonuo.
Mu Nuonuo stared at Ning Yu coldly for a while, pursed his lips, “Although I don’t know what tricks you used to attract his attention again, but I won’t let you succeed, just wait.”
Ning Yu was confused.
But she was too lazy to think about what it meant. After all, she was about to leave Jiang Group.
Ning Yu walked in, lowered his eyes, "Boss Jiang..."
Before she could finish her words, Jiang Ruchuan strode up to her, tightly clasped her wrist, and asked with scarlet eyes, "Why didn't you return my call yesterday?"
Ning Yu frowned. She knew that men were always stronger than women, so she didn't waste any time. "I muted my phone yesterday."
Jiang Ruchuan didn't believe it.
His eyes were fixed on the woman, whose face was still stunningly beautiful and emotionless. He gritted his teeth and said, "Is it because of my uncle? He's just a cripple, inhumane. How can he give you happiness?!"
Ning Yu frowned even tighter, "Boss Jiang! Watch your words!"
Jiang Ruchuan thought this was a prediction, and he pressed harder, his voice pleading imperceptibly, "Ning Yu, I'll give you one more chance. Come back to me."
Jiang Ruchuan said again, not knowing what he was thinking about, "Don't you dislike Mu Nuonuo? I have already let her return to her original position, and she will never appear in front of you again."
Ning Yu rolled her eyes, thinking Jiang Ruchuan had some serious brain problems. "You pinched me and it hurt. Let me go first."
Jiang Ruchuan caught a glimpse of a red mark on Ning Yu's wrist and had to let her go.
Ning Yu took the opportunity to step back a few steps, putting some distance between him and Jiang Ruchuan. His expression was extremely cold, "It's too late."
The original body had already died in the previous life, so what was the point of Jiang Ruchuan doing all this?
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