Zeng Mingyue''s vision gradually slipped from the cold blade to the wrist that prevented the light from falling.


    It belongs to a man''s wrist. The texture of suit sleeves is excellent. A section of white shirt is exposed, with sapphire cufflinks. The Cufflinks emit a deep and quiet light in the sun, low-key and luxurious.


    Further out are men''s hard wrists with a sense of strength and slender fingers with distinct joints.


    Zeng Mingyue looked at it in a daze. Some couldn''t return to God. Then his arm was pulled off and his back leaned into a warm and hard chest. At the same time, the owner of the wrist pulled the wrist of the middle-aged man, threw it and kicked it.


    There was a bang.


    Accompanied by the scream of the middle-aged man and the landing sound of the knife, the middle-aged man was kicked and fell out, hit the wall and fell to the ground. Several hospital security personnel quickly came forward to control him.


    "Are you always so nosy?"


    From the top of his head came a voice that seemed to be joking. Zeng Mingyue looked up and saw a familiar and strange face.


    She dreamed of this face, and was a little familiar from the collected photos. She saw it directly at the airport not long ago. She didn''t expect to see him again so soon.


    Her heart beat faster and the whole person was more stunned than when the knife light fell.


    "Scared silly?"


    Jiabei lowered her head, glanced at Zeng Mingyue''s stunned face, and raised her eyebrows funny.


    Therefore, since you don''t have the ability, you shouldn''t rush out and be brave.


    It''s a good thing to be courageous, but it should be carried out on the premise of self-protection. He doesn''t like stupid women who act impulsively.


    "Ah? I don''t like to be nosy. I didn''t have time to think so much just now..."


    "You don''t have to explain to me. Excuse me, can you stand up now?"


    At this time, Zeng Mingyue realized that she was still leaning against Fu Jiabei, and the whole person depended on him. Even her hand subconsciously grabbed the shirt on his chest.


    His face turned red. Zeng Mingyue stood up in a hurry and hurried back to open the distance.


    "Ah!"


    Who knows that Zeng Mingyue retreated in a hurry, stumbled again, and the whole person was about to fall. She exclaimed, so she instinctively stretched out her hand, grabbed Fu Jiabei''s suit, then rebounded and rushed back to him again.


    Jiabei was even pulled and bumped by her, and his feet were unstable. He hung his eyes and looked down at her. As a result, he only saw a ashamed neck. The slender red was abnormal in the sun, and the tip of his ears from his hair was even more red.


    She was stiff and buried in his chest. She looked like an ostrich.


    Jiabei was amused and couldn''t help but eyebrow and said, "although I saved you, I really don''t need you to throw yourself like this."


    So he succeeded in seeing that her neck was redder, she hung her head lower in embarrassment, took a rigid step back, and didn''t even dare to look up.


    "Sorry, i... didn''t mean to."


    Of course, he could tell that she didn''t mean it, otherwise she would have kicked it away when she rushed over.


    Although Fu Jiabei has a good temper, he doesn''t have the habit of letting women try to take advantage of him.


    "Yes."


    Gabe answered her.


    Zeng Mingyue whispered again, "and... Thank you."


    She kept her head down all the time, as if she were a child waiting to be scolded for doing something wrong.


    It''s so good. I want to tease for no reason.


    "Shouldn''t you look at people when thanking them? It''s basic courtesy."


    Jiabei stooped slightly, stared at Zeng Mingyue and suddenly said.


    His voice suddenly came closer. Zeng Mingyue felt that he couldn''t breathe. He squeezed his fists and looked up quickly.


    "Thank you, Mr. Fu!"


    When Gabe saw that her face was red, as if she would cry the next second, he straightened up.


    "You''re welcome. Even if it''s your kindness to my sister at the airport."


    Jiabei said that without looking at Zeng Mingyue any more, she nodded at her and turned back upstairs.


    "Yueyue, are you all right? You said why a girl''s house rushed up like that. You scared me to death!"


    Lao yuan ran over at this time and said with concern.


    Zeng Mingyue looked at him, shook his head, then quickly bypassed him and ran away.


    "Oh, where are you going? Yueyue!"


    Zeng Mingyue rushed into the washing room. She felt that her face was about to explode. She turned on the tap, quickly splashed water and cooled down. She wiped the water on her face and looked at the mirror.


    The face reflected in the mirror is as red as a monkey''s ass. it''s not good-looking at all.


    "Hey, it''s ugly..."


    Zeng Mingyue raised her hand and rubbed the red face.


    The capital airport of s country is very busy even in the evening.


    Shen Yixiu slightly wrung his eyebrows and walked out of the VIP channel. His pace was a little hasty.


    Liang Cheng followed him and looked at Shen Yixiu''s back. He thought that Miss Ziyi came to pick up the plane. The young master should be in a hurry to see Miss Ziyi.


    But he felt something wrong again. The young master seemed to be in a bad mood. He didn''t say a word on the plane. If he was in a hurry to see Miss Ziyi, he should be in a good mood now, but the young master''s back seemed to show


    Depressed irritability?


    "Brother Xiu!"


    A clear and pleasant cry sounded. When Liang Cheng looked forward, he saw Cheng Ziyi trotting over. She was wearing a long skirt that was fast to the ground and holding a skirt hem. During the trot, her feet in high heels and a slender white leg were exposed.


    Shen Yixiu paused and watched her run close. His eyebrows frowned slightly, and another figure passed in front of him.


    "You finally come back... Ah!"


    Cheng Ziyi ran over with a smile, suddenly sprained her foot and fell forward in surprise.


    Liang Cheng was shocked and found that the young master standing in front seemed stupid. He just stood there and didn''t raise his hand to help others.


    Liang Cheng took an oblique step, took a hand and held Cheng Ziyi. "Be careful, Miss Ziyi."


    He waited for Cheng Ziyi to stand firm, released her hand, and retreated behind Shen Yixiu.


    Cheng Ziyi looked at Shen Yixiu wrongfully and said angrily, "brother Xiu, what are you thinking? I almost fell!"


    Shen Yixiu looked at her, raised his hand and twisted his eyebrows. "So don''t run in such high-heeled shoes next time."


    Cheng Ziyi, "..."


    She bit her lip and shook her skirt. "But it''s not nice to wear a skirt without high heels. I''m not in a hurry to meet you!"


    "Then don''t always wear skirts."


    He remembered that when he first met the girl, she wore a simple short sleeved, sweatpants and board shoes, which was also very nice.


    "But I like to wear skirts and fix my brother. I''ll wear high heels in the future. Just let me hold you."


    Cheng Ziyi blinked, smiled and said, and then naturally stretched out her hand to take Shen Yixiu''s arm.


    Who knows, before she pulled it on, Shen Yixiu suddenly moved the suit coat on his right hand to the arm of his left hand, and Cheng Ziyi stood on his left hand. Her movements were interrupted by his careless movements. Shen Yixiu walked to the front. Cheng Ziyi looked at his back and slightly twisted her eyebrows.