Dressed As the Heart of a Paranoid Boss: Chapter 882 I\'m hurt, I\'m pretending

  Chapter 882 I was hurt, I pretended

   "President, how are you doing? Is there anything wrong?"

Ye Xian raised his arm and looked at him worriedly. Bo Ting's trembling figure staggered slightly, and the whole person fell on her, with a weak and floating low magnetic voice, and said forcefully, "It's okay...it's okay... "

  What's all right?

  When did you see him so weak?

Ye Xian supported his arm and moved it lightly, and then heard him gasp in his ear, as if he had endured some great pain, her heart seemed to be firmly grasped by one hand He put his arms around his neck, supported his akimbo with both hands, and walked outside, "President, bear with me, I'll take you to the hospital."

  Lu Cen: "Ye Xian..."

"Step aside!"

"I…"

  When the two of them passed in front of him, he clearly saw the corners of the man's mouth curled up slightly, provocatively, and passed by in a blink of an eye.

   He froze.

this?

As soon as he entered the elevator, Bo Tingshen threw himself on Ye Xian, his firm arms slapped her soft waist tightly, and his palms were restless, but Ye Xian didn't notice anything, and all his tense nerves were staring at her. On the elevator floor, just wish it was faster and faster.

   "President, hold on, we'll be there soon!"

"Yeah." Bo Ting lowered his head deeply, buried it in her neckline, sniffed the light and fresh milk fragrance in his nose, looked at the white glazed porcelain-like soft skin in front of him, and almost exhausted all his willpower to control himself. Go up and take a bite.

   "Ye Xian, you are dressed so nicely today just to date him? To meet the boss of the new company?"

   "No, CEO, stop talking and save yourself some effort!"

Ye Xian didn't notice the change in his tone. His mind was full of the way he stayed with his grandfather in front of the hospital bed two days ago, with scarlet eyes. After a few days of suffering, his body was extremely exhausted and fragile. Among them, Lu Cen's punch was so heavy just now, she was afraid that it would hurt his lungs, and the damage was completely irreversible.

  Thinking of this, she hugged the man in front of her tightly with both hands, her nose was a little sore, it was all her fault...

  She shouldn't have come to DMSE, let alone bring Lu Cen.

  Bo Ting deeply felt the strength of the little woman at his waist, his eyes drooped slightly, and his expression froze for a moment.

  'Ding~' The elevator opened, and Ye Xian walked out with Bo Tingshen on his back. The employees in the reception hall were all surprised when they saw the situation. What's wrong with the president? !

  Just as they were about to run over, they were stopped in place by the man's sharp eyes.

   "President, where are your car keys?"

   "In the pocket."

   "Pocket? Which pocket?"

  Ye Xian hurriedly looked for his pocket, caressing his body carelessly with his little hands, causing Bo Ting to raise his head slightly and take a deep breath.

  Ye Xian thought she had touched his wound, so she quickly withdrew her hand, and heard him say in a low and hoarse voice, "Pockets of suit trousers."

"OK!"

  Ye Xian reached out to touch it, but couldn't find it.

   "Deeper."

"oh."

   "A little deeper."

   "Still not...eh!"

  She withdrew her hand abruptly. This time, Bo Ting's dark ink-colored feathers and jade eyebrows were beating, her handsome face was ferocious, and her painful expression did not seem to be pretending at all.

   "Yes, I'm sorry President, did I touch your wound again?"

  Bo Tingshen embraced her, rubbed her into his arms, and took out the keys of the Rolls-Royce car in his coat pocket, "Wrong memory, the key is in the coat pocket, you touched the wrong one just now."

  His last sentence was meaningful, Ye Xian knew that he had touched the wrong thing, "..."

   "Drip—"

  The door of the sports car was opened, Ye Xian put Bo Tingshen on the co-pilot, fastened the seat belt carefully and ran towards the driver's seat.

   "President, I'll take you to the nearest hospital nearby!"

   "No, go directly to the Golden Palm Villa."

"ah?"

  Ye Xian started the car and looked at him suspiciously, "Why?"

   "You are a star, going to the hospital will cause riots and unnecessary gossip." He said, pressing his chest and letting out a low breath, "Palme d'Or has my private clinic."

   "Good good good good!"

  Ye Xian saw that he was in so much pain that he couldn't think of anything anymore. He stepped on the accelerator and rushed straight to the Palme d'Or Villa, "President, sit down!"

  On the wide asphalt road, a smoky Rolls-Royce sports car rushed out like a sharp sword off the string, rushing like light and electricity.

  Bo Ting turned his face deeply, looked at the little woman in the driver's seat who was holding the steering wheel, her eyes were focused, and the sweat was slightly gathering on her temples, and she slowly let go of her hand covering the 'wound'.

   "Ye Xian, drive slowly."

  The speed of the sports car became faster, and when it reached the red light, it had to be stopped.

  Bo Tingshen: "Don't worry..."

  She looked at the red light in front of her for more than a minute and the sparse flow of people on both sides, and she became cruel, and she stepped on the accelerator and rushed over at lightning speed.

  The speed of the sports car was too fast. Wherever it went, the nearby scenery turned into a phantom. Among the phantoms, only her face was the clearest.

   Eyes full of anxiety, lips tightly pursed, turning skillfully and quickly...

  Bo Ting held the corner of her clothes deeply and held it tightly, as if he wanted to really feel her every moment, with unparalleled paranoia and fanaticism bursting out from his eyes.

  Ye Xian, Ye Xian, Ye Xian...

   No matter what, you have to be with me, even if you are entangled to death, you will never want to escape.

  DMSE Building is not far from Palme d'Or Villa, and they arrived soon under the rapid speeding.

  Ye Xian looked around, except for the magnificent villa, he didn't see any place with the words "clinic".

   "President, where is your private clinic?"

   "Stop right here."

"ah?"

  Although Ye Xian didn't understand what it meant, he stopped the car and ran to open the co-pilot's door, "Isn't it outside, inside the villa?"

  Bo Tingshen didn't speak, but buckled the seat belt with one hand, and loosened the steady Windsor knot at the neckline.

   "There is no clinic here."

   "What?" Ye Xian was shocked, "Why did you ask me to bring you here without a clinic? What about your injury!"

  Bo Ting turned his face deeply, looked at her, and stepped out of the sports car with long legs.

   “The clinic can’t cure me.”

   "How can the clinic treat... eh?"

   Halfway through her speech, she found a man who had changed significantly, with gloomy and cold eyes, a full-bodied voice, and...a tall and straight figure with free movement.

  When he got out of the car, he lightly brushed his chest lightly. There was not even a single wrinkle on the suit. How could he look so weak just now?

  The anxiety in her eyes quickly faded away, her eyes widened, and she looked at him incredulously, he he he he...he pretended!

   Big Tail Wolf!

  Ye Xian, who realized where he was now, suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

Oops! She's hooked!

  (end of this chapter)