Chapter 294 How about I help you?
Chapter 294 How about I help you?
Chu He finally breathed a sigh of relief, but Qiao Yueyue still kept her head down, not daring to look at anyone.
Si Gaoyun glanced coldly at Xiao Cheng who was still teasing him, a hint of displeasure flashing in her eyes.
After checking the wound, he stood up and said to Qiao Yueyue, "Get up. Don't sit on the ground. The wound needs to be treated. Come upstairs with me. I have some medicine with me."
After saying this, Si Gaoyun wanted to leave, but was stopped by Chu He.
"Doctor Si, Yueyue is injured. Please help her up."
He does not mean that.
Upon hearing this, Si Gaoyun frowned, clearly somewhat resistant to the proposal.
Xiao Cheng couldn't help but burst out laughing. His laughter was too obvious, and it seemed like he was gloating.
He knew that his brother had never been close to women, and asking him to support this woman was simply an international joke.
Not to mention that Qiao Yueyue was all dirty now, even if she smelled fragrant, Si Gaoyun would never let her get close to her.
Xiao Cheng covered his mouth and saw Si Gaoyun's cold eyes, and gave him a reassuring look.
He quickly came to his brother's rescue: "She injured her hand, not her foot. She shouldn't be unable to walk a few steps."
Chu He glared at Xiao Cheng, but unexpectedly, the man said directly: "How about I help you?"
Qiao Yueyue panicked when she heard this and whispered, "No, no! It's okay, Sister Xiaohe, I can walk by myself."
After saying that, she stood up with difficulty and staggered a few steps.
There was a sharp pain in her ankle. It must have been caused by the man pushing her and spraining her ankle.
She lowered her head and gritted her teeth to endure it.
When she passed Xiao Cheng, she felt a burning sensation on her cheeks. Fortunately, the cigarette ash covered the embarrassing blush on her face.
Si Gaoyun had a faint expression on her face and followed Qiao Yueyue on her way out, but she did not offer any support and let her walk slowly on her own.
After everyone had gone far away, Chu He shouted again, feeling worried, and gave a warning.
"Doctor Si, please take care of Yueyue. Thank you."
After the two left, Xiao Cheng and Chu He looked at each other.
Turning around, I saw a faint smoke coming out of the kitchen, and the inside was a mess.
In this situation, I can’t even think about cooking.
Chu He stood at the door, looking at the messy and smoky scene inside, feeling full of regret.
"It's over. Liu Er has definitely been completely offended this time."
She sighed and leaned loosely against Xiao Cheng.
"Alright. Don't worry about it. I'll talk to the master."
You have to take responsibility for messing up someone's home as soon as you arrive.
Next, the two of them spent the entire afternoon cleaning up. To be more precise, Chu He was sitting on a small stool, watching the man busy and chattering as he cleaned up the battlefield.
Although it is impossible to restore the original state, at least we can salvage a little bit.
The sky outside gradually darkened. Chu He looked at the tall figure of the man and felt somewhat warm and at ease in her heart.
"Xiao Cheng, I think you have changed."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Cheng stopped what he was doing, threw the rag onto the stove, put his hands on his hips, turned around, raised his eyebrows and gave her a look that posed as if he wanted a beating.
"What's changed? Oh, you've become stupid, right? I think so. Being with you lowers my average IQ, and I'm used to it. It's true that like bosses, like employees. Listen to me, when you get home, fire Qiao Yueyue. Employees are there to help you solve problems, not to cause you trouble."
As proud as he was, he looked down at his dirty clothes and became more and more mad.
If Chu He had done what happened today, it would be fine. After all, she is his woman, and he has to take responsibility for the mess no matter how big it is.
But this was Qiao Yueyue's doing, and she should be the one to clean up the mess.
Xiao Cheng himself had no good feelings towards Qiao Yueyue, and the more he thought about it, the more suffocated he felt.
How long will this fucking bastard continue to do this?
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