It was still drizzling outside the building.
"Do you want to go back to the hotel and change clothes first?"
Jiang Lingxi looked at the black business car that had parked in front of her and shook her head, "No need."
The dress she wears is actually quite comfortable except that the back hem is a bit too long. If the ground is dirty and she needs to carry the skirt while walking, it is actually quite comfortable.
"Just dress like this."
The clothes she wore every day in her previous life were much more complicated and heavy-duty than this one. Compared with those clothes, this one could only be considered a homely thing.
Shen Yunqing naturally had no objection. After the car stopped, he stretched out his hand to block the door that opened automatically, "Your Majesty, please."
Jiang Lingxi glanced at him, casually lifted up her skirt, and got into the car neatly.
She didn't ask where she was going. After all, it would be a place where she could safely talk privately.
Zhao Xiaohu, who was in charge of driving, got off the car and just walked up to his boss when he saw Shen Yunqing holding a plastic bag that was being blown around by the wind. He looked closely and saw that there seemed to be a ball inside that was being rubbed. The crumpled paper appeared, and a look of confusion that was visible to the naked eye suddenly appeared on the wheat-skinned face.
He had never seen his boss holding anything like a plastic bag.
"Boss, is this the garbage you picked up? Give it to me and I will throw it away for you!"
Shen Yunqing paused as he was about to hand over the plastic bag. "I'll have to do a hard job for you later. Take the blood stains on the paper towels in this plastic bag to Lu Ye for testing. Tell him that the test results will come out." Finally, no matter how late it is, notify me as soon as possible."
Zhao Xiaohu's face suddenly straightened up, and his eyes when looking at the plastic bag changed from disgust to seriousness in an instant, "I know boss, I will definitely deliver the tissues to Mr. Lu intact!"
"Let's go."
After Shen Yunqing got in the car, the door closed silently.
Jiang Lingxi watched him take out a disinfectant paper towel and slowly wipe his ten fingers and palms, and then quietly admired it for a moment.
It wasn't until the used tissue was thrown into the car's trash can that he stopped looking at someone's hands and asked aloud, "Who is Lu too?"
"The founder of a laboratory that specializes in studying various strange diseases, especially blood diseases." Shen Yunqing took out his mobile phone from his pocket and took out one of the photos in the album to show Jiang Lingxi, "Three years ago, he The capital chain of the laboratory was broken, and after I learned about him, I invested a sum of money in his laboratory, and now I am considered one of the shareholders."
Jiang Lingxi lowered her head and glanced at the photo on the screen of her phone.
He is a man with a somewhat gloomy face but no secret of his good looks. He looks like he is in his thirties, but his temples are already a bit gray.
In his arms was a little girl who was smiling shyly at the camera.
She is four or five years old. Children at this age are usually chubby and cute, but the little girl in the photo is too thin and out of shape.
But it's not difficult to see the similarities between their eyebrows.
"Father and daughter?"
Probably not brother and sister.
This age range is a bit big.
"Well, Lu Ye's laboratory was actually originally built for his daughter. This little girl named Lu Lu has been suffering from a rare blood disease since she was born."
Jiang Lingxi touched the head of the little girl in the photo through the screen and returned the phone. She did not ask him why he chose to fund Lu Ye's laboratory. After all, this laboratory was not profitable and might even be a bottomless pit.
Shen Yunqing didn't say why he did this in the first place.
Without him, just understand in your heart.
Both of them moved past the subject in tacit agreement.
Jiang Lingxi touched the dragon embroidery on the cuffs of her dress, "What is the relationship between Shen Chuyue and you?"
"She is Shen Hechen's sister. She is the third member of the Shen family. They all currently live in Shanghai."
"What about you, Dafang?"
"Yes. The Shen family currently has four rooms in total."
"did not expect……"
Jiang Lingxi did not continue, but Shen Yunqing could more or less guess what she wanted to say.
The Jiang royal family that once belonged to the Dayin Dynasty has long since dissipated like the smoke of history after thousands of years.
The fact that the Shen family has continued to this day and can even be called a flourishing family cannot be said to be unyielding.
While Zhao Xiaohu drove seriously, he resisted not looking at the two people sitting in the back seat through the rearview mirror.
Miss Jiang will give him the feeling that she is here to check her household registration. The key is that the boss is very cooperative.
This is the first time he has seen such an obedient boss.
After the commercial vehicle drove a certain distance, Jiang Lingxi recognized that this was the road heading to Xiyuan.
Since we are going to talk about some private things later, Xiyuan is indeed a good choice.
However, there seems to be one person living in Xiyuan currently.
"Wait, did we forget about Shen Hechen?"
Shen Yunqing was stunned, "It's okay, he knows the way back to Xiyuan. If things go wrong, you can call Xia Zhi and ask the driver to pick him up."
Shen Hechen, who was learning how to use taxi-hailing software from Lu Sen: "..."
Thank you cousin for being so trusting!
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"Sister Xu, Sister Xu? The car has already left. Should we go to the hospital first, or go back to the hotel directly?"
Xu Qingmei was brought back to her senses by the specially raised voice of the assistant next to her, and the scene she just saw was replayed over and over in her mind.
In the rain, Jiang Lingxi and Shen Yunqing got into the same car one after another.
Thinking of the wound that had already fallen on Jing Huai's arm, his face was so gloomy that the assistant beside him couldn't help but shudder.
"Xu, Sister Xu, are you okay?"
"I won't go to the hospital or go back to the hotel. I'll go home directly."
"Can……"
The assistant's words were swallowed back by Xu Qingmei's look, and she quickly turned to the driver and told the driver, "Go back to the villa where Sister Xu stays most often."
As for the things left in the hotel, I can only ask the rest of the team to clean them up.
Normally she would not dare to disobey Xu Qingmei's orders, let alone now.
So when Jing Huai and his assistant chased him to the penthouse suite of the five-star hotel where he and Xu Qingmei were staying, he saw that the door of Xu Qingmei's room was open, and several people he knew from Xu Qingmei's team were cleaning up inside, except for Xu Qingmei herself. .
In desperation, he directly pulled the arm of one of them, "Where is Sister Xu?"
The young man who was pulled turned to look at him, "Sister Xu went home directly without coming to the hotel. Didn't she tell you?"
Jing Huai was stunned for a moment.
What do you mean, Xu Qingmei is giving up. What about their cooperation? Do you still need to use the borrowing photos that have been taken?
If you leave without leaving him a word, what should he do next?
He was so absorbed in thinking that he even forgot to let go.
Seeing this, the young man had to remind: "Teacher Jing, please take your hands off my arm first. I still have to pack my things. Also, the wound on your arm seems to have opened again, and blood is oozing out. , let’s deal with it quickly.”
Jing Huai quickly looked at his arm and saw a thin scratch less than ten centimeters long. It had been almost healed on the way here, but now a string of thin scratches appeared. Blood beads.
I could only go back to the bathroom of another suite to clean up first. "By the way, did you bring any hemostatic medicine?"
Originally, he saw that the wound was so small that he didn't plan to apply any medicine at all, but now when he looked at the pink blood in the sink that had not completely flowed into the sewer, he inexplicably thought of the wound that was exposed immediately after Xu Qingmei scratched his arm on the stage. With a frightened expression, I felt a little more uneasy for no reason.
The assistant's voice came from outside the door, "No, Brother Huai. Did you hurt somewhere? Then I'll go downstairs to buy it now!"
Jing Huai looked at the wound that was slowly bleeding out after washing it, and took a deep breath, "Go quickly, I want a band-aid too!"
Hearing the sound of the door opening and closing outside, Jing Huai first took out a tissue to cover the wound, and then came out of the bathroom with his feet feeling heavy.
Taking the mobile phone placed on the sofa in the living room, he clicked on Xu Qingmei's profile picture and saw a red exclamation mark hanging in front of the last message he sent. Then he remembered that Xu Qingmei had unilaterally deleted him as a friend as early as last night. .
As we all know, when you delete a friend, all previous chat messages will also disappear unless you find specialized personnel to restore them.
Xu Qingmei's tricks were more versatile than he imagined.
Originally, he should have known better and stopped looking for Xu Qingmei to avoid making this woman angry.
But now he felt uneasy, so he gritted his teeth and applied for a friend again.
Xu Qingmei was resting in the car with her eyes closed when she was carefully woken up by her assistant.
He opened his eyes impatiently, "What's wrong?"
"Sister Xu," the assistant handed her her cell phone and explained in a low voice, "Jing Huai just applied for your friend."
Xu Qingmei was about to take the phone and paused, "Don't worry about it."
"okay, I get it."
The assistant observed the situation and quickly turned off the screen of his mobile phone.
"Call me when you get home."
"good."
Quietness returned to the carriage here. In the hotel suite on the other side, Jing Huai's assistant just opened the door with a large bag of trauma medicine and witnessed the scrapping of another new mobile phone that had only been used for a few days.
He carefully stepped over several broken parts of the mobile phone and walked to Jing Huai. He didn't dare to ask more questions and just whispered: "Brother Huai, I bought the medicine. Can I put it on you now?"
"Otherwise, how long do you want to wait?" Jing Huai couldn't help but cast a blank glance and reached out to grab the bag of medicine, "I'll do it myself!"
He was worried if he didn't apply it himself this time.
The assistant naturally didn't dare to say anything. Although Jing Huai's movements were unfamiliar and the amount of wipes was large, it was still useful. Then he turned around to clean up the debris on the ground and look for the mobile phone card that had been thrown somewhere.
Before he could find it, he heard an angry voice above his head, "What kind of medicine did you buy for me? The wound stopped bleeding after I applied it, but it was very itchy!"
It was so itchy that he scratched his heart and liver, wishing he could scratch that piece of skin to pieces.
But I was afraid that the wound would continue to bleed if I washed it away.
So I could only be angry at the assistant who came back from buying medicine.
The assistant was so confused by him that he scolded him. He had no time to continue looking for the mobile phone card, and quickly went back to check the ointment that had been used up for almost half of the time. "Brother Huai, look, this is used to stop bleeding. The pharmacy clerk gave it to me." The recommended one is the best-selling one, but the one that was just produced has not passed its shelf life.”
Jing Huai's lips trembled suddenly, and he suddenly bent down and picked up the fruit knife placed on the coffee table.
