CEO's Beloved Sweetheart

Feng Xueqing walked over. Her son never knew what gentleness was.    

Lu Yiran felt terrible when he saw Han Zhiyu rejecting him. In these two months, he had been thinking about her every day, but she only wanted to escape from him and reject him so much.    

Hearing Feng Xueqing call him, He silently looked at Han Zhiyu. Facing her fearful eyes, he finally stood up and stood at the side.    

"Bring the scissors over. "    

Towards his stubborn son, there was really nothing he could do.    

Lu Yiran took the scissors and said one sentence and one action at a time. His face had always been stinky. He was very unhappy that he rejected her and rejected her.    

Feng Xueqing carefully cut off Lu Yiran's clothes. As she cut, she looked at him and said, "Little Yu, bear with it. The doctor will come later. "    

"Auntie Feng, it doesn't hurt very much. It's fine. "    

She said that it did not hurt very much. There was not a trace of blood on her entire face.    

The sweat on her temples had long soaked her hair, making her look very lovable.    

Lu Yiran looked at Han Zhiyu.    

Han Zhiyu noticed Lu Yiran's gaze but did not dare to raise her head. Until the hand that was grabbing onto the blanket was covered by a cold hand and tightened.    

Her body tensed up and looked at Lu Yiran. She quickly dodged but did not pull back her hand. She let him hold her hand. When it hurt, her nails would press on the back of his hand, deep. . .    

When Feng Xueqing saw that Lu Yiran saw Han Zhiyu's pain, she took the initiative to reach out and hold her hand. There was an unconcealed smile in her eyes.    

Before, she was still at a loss, but now it seemed like there was hope. . .    

She was really gratified.    

The doctor quickly rushed over.    

The pants were cut open, making it convenient for the doctor to treat the wound.    

The wound on his arm was not very serious, but his leg was fractured.    

After the doctor helped to treat it, he reminded the doctor to rest in the bed.    

"Doctor, when can I get off the bed and walk?"    

"That depends on your recovery. "    

Under Lu Yiran's gaze, the doctor's expression did not change.    

In fact, he only needed three days to get out of bed, but his young master's eyes were staring at him coldly. How could he not understand?    

"Oh, I got it. Thank you, doctor. "    

Han Zhiyu's voice was somewhat muffled.    

After the doctor left, Han Zhiyu looked apologetically at Han Zhiyu and said, "Auntie Feng, I originally wanted to leave and not disturb you. Now. . . I am going to disturb you for a period of time. Sorry to trouble you. "    

Just as Han Zhiyu said the word leave, she felt that the gaze that had been on her body became even more gloomy. The clear cold air was pressing on her.    

The hand that was being held also felt pain because of his tightened strength. Han Zhiyu's hand was in pain and pulled back. Lu Yiran did not let go but the strength was released.    

"Auntie hopes that you can stay and say that you are disturbing me. Auntie is the happiest when you stay. Don't worry, Auntie will take good care of you. "    

" Thank you, Auntie. "    

Han Zhiyu's expression was a little stiff.    

Feng Xueqing looked at her son's frightened expression and helped her pull the blanket as she said to Lu Yiran, "Take some time these few days to come over. Little Yu's legs are not convenient and can't always lie on the bed. You have to be responsible for going up and down the stairs. "    

"Auntie Feng. . . No need. . . "    

Han Zhiyu was stunned. Going up and down the stairs, her legs were not convenient. Didn't that mean that he wanted to hug her?    

Lu Yiran looked at Han Zhiyu who refused and his expression did not change. He still had a cold face and nodded in agreement.    

Feng Xueqing was always a little satisfied when she saw Lu Yiran nod his head.    

Today it seemed that her son really cared and worried about Little Yu.    

She couldn't help but feel more hopeful for her selfish motives at that time.    

Perhaps she really made the right choice. Leaving Han Zhiyu behind like this and letting the two of them interact more, there would really be a good result.    

"Little Yu, you rest for a while. I'll get someone to prepare breakfast for you. "    

Before Han Zhiyu could say anything, she quickly closed the door of the room.    

In the bedroom, there was only her and Lu Yiran left.    

They had met many times in the past week.    

He usually did not come for lunch at noon, but he would definitely come at night.    

They were facing each other. Occasionally, they would feel his gaze on them, and there would be an invisible pressure.    

Han Zhiyu closed her eyes and pretended to rest. She tried her best to ignore his existence.    

"Han Zhiyu. "    

Looking down from above gave her an endless sense of oppression.    

He had already opened his mouth. It would be useless to pretend to sleep. . .    

He opened his eyes and looked at Lu Yiran, somewhat forced.    

"You are my woman. Without my permission, you can forget about leaving this place. "    

Powerful words and unique dominance.    

The unchanging personality still holds me in place.    

"You are not who I am, you cannot restrict my freedom. "    

Han Zhiyu heard his words and felt uncomfortable. Even though she had some feelings for him in her heart, she still looked at Lu Yiran and spoke in a somewhat stubborn manner.    

"I am your man. "    

A few words were simple and clear. That naked gaze looked at her.    

Han Zhiyu was at a loss for words and her eyes began to flicker uneasily.    

His gaze was too obvious and too direct to express his meaning.    

That direct gaze seemed to want to rip off her clothes. Under his gaze, she was naked and it was very embarrassing.    

He turned around, as if he had finished his oath.    

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The next afternoon, Lu Yiran appeared in Han Zhiyu's room. Han Zhiyu frowned when she saw Lu Yiran.    

"Go downstairs. "    

Cold words came out of her thin lips.    

Just like him, there was no warmth.    

"I don't need to go downstairs. "    

She did not expect him to really listen to Auntie Feng and carry her downstairs.    

She only needed to lie in bed and read books. She did not need to go downstairs at all.    

The words of rejection sounded like it was not heard in Lu Yiran's ears.    

He did not come over to ask for her opinion, but to directly tell her what he wanted to do.    

If he said to go downstairs, she would still be carried downstairs no matter what.    

Every step he took was steady as if he had calculated it.    

Very quickly, she had already walked to the side of the bed.    

Han Zhiyu saw Lu Yiran approaching and looked at him warily.    

This man was really hard to communicate with.    

"Hey, Lu Yiran, I don't want to go downstairs. Hey, what are you doing!?"    

Lu Yiran didn't speak anymore, his actions expressed everything.    

He was an action-oriented person.    

He reached out his hand and easily picked Han Zhiyu up.    

Han Zhiyu wanted to struggle but her legs were covered with plaster. She was held in his arms and did not have any ability to resist.    

"Being like this, let me go. Men and women are not allowed to kiss. "    

Being held in his arms, her petite figure formed a strong contrast with his height.    

The moment she touched his skin again, all kinds of scenes flashed in her mind. Han Zhiyu struggled for a long time and spat out these words.    

As soon as she finished speaking, Lu Yiran's footsteps suddenly paused.    

His gaze looked at Han Zhiyu, who was in his arms.    

"I have seen every part of your body countless times, and we have even done it countless times. Now you are talking to me about the incompatibility between a man and a woman?"