Beijing-Hong Kong Confession

Chapter 107 The Man Who Fell from the Sky

Lin Jiayue and Li Baize are from Hong Kong and are restricted by their family, so they cannot act casually.

The He family and the Shang family are considered to be the top aristocratic families in Hong Kong and Macau. They are involved in too many interest chains. If they offend them, it will be difficult for Lin Jiayue and Li Baize's family to explain.

Zhu Xia is not from Hong Kong, and on the surface she will not be implicated in the family’s interests, so it is best for her to come forward.

Zhu Xia was on high alert from the corridor to the elevator. When she arrived at the elevator, Lin Jiayue arrived just in time and was stunned when she saw the fierce man with a crew cut.

Zhu Xia thanked him, and the man with a crew cut left with a blank expression.

"Li Baize, how are you?" Lin Jiayue patted Li Baize's face hard and asked worriedly.

"Miss, please stop taking pictures. You'll faint if you continue." Li Baize struggled to stand and gasped in pain.

"You're not dead, why didn't you just say so earlier? You acted so seriously that I thought you were going to die." Lin Jiayue finished speaking and then asked, "Who did it?"

"Didn't I help Feng Sui avoid pursuit in the parking lot a few days ago? The other party remembered my face and beat me up to force me to give clues about Feng Sui." Li Baize spread his hands and said nonchalantly, "I mean, how can a citizen like me know clues about the director's daughter?"

The elevator arrived and three people entered the car.

Zhu Xia hesitated for a moment and asked, "You really don't know?"

"Of course I know." Li Baize said in a low voice, "If I don't know, then I've been living in vain."

"Then how is it related to Shang Xun?" Zhu Xia asked.

"He threw me some photos and asked me why I was following him." Li Baize also felt that this was groundless and was puzzled. "Why are you here? I didn't ask anyone to call you."

"Sumer called me and told me." Lin Jiayue said.

Zhu Xia was thoughtful, and clicked into his phone to call up a mobile number: "Look up this number, he called me and said he was your employee and asked me to come over."

"Okay." Li Baze said.

The light from the elevator poured onto Lin Jiayue, illuminating her porcelain-white face and the small teardrop mole at the end of her eye, making her temperament even more brilliant and elegant.

She turned around and asked Zhu Xia: "Who was that fierce-looking man just now?"

"He Wensheng's people." Zhu Xia answered briefly.

"He Wensheng, the illegitimate son of the He family?" Li Baize raised his hand and scratched his eyebrows, then turned his head to look at Zhu Xia who was staring at his phone.

Zhu Xia was texting You Feng. Her face was as white and calm as a camellia. She said without even raising her eyes, "It's him."

"How could he..." Lin Jiayue's jade fingers hooked a few strands of long hair, her long black eyelashes trembling slightly, and her amber eyes were filled with a faint light, "Could it be that he wants to use the beauty trap to fight for the family property? You are Mr. He's ex-girlfriend. If you stand next to him, you will definitely annoy Mr. He."

Zhu Xia also thought of this.

In aristocratic families, there are many illegitimate children who are jealous of legitimate children. The illegitimate children believe that the legitimate children have taken away everything from them, and they swear to take back what belongs to them.

"What the hell?" Li Baize pulled the wound and complained to Lin Jiayue with a ferocious face.

...He Wensheng.

Zhu Xia frowned her delicate brows.

After getting out of the elevator, Lin Jiayue and Li Baize went to the hospital to treat their wounds. Zhu Xia returned to the parking lot and sat in the passenger seat. In the dark environment, there was only the faint light from the mobile phone screen.

This is the end of Zheng Tianyou’s story.

There is no need for her to get involved in other people's grudges and hatreds.

Quietly wrapping up the medical project, other than that, had nothing to do with her.

The driver's door was opened from the outside, and You Feng sat directly in the car, leaning back in the chair. The taut veins on his neck had not yet returned to their original state, and there were obvious bruises on his chin and cheekbones.

Zhu Xia suddenly understood.

This is a fight with Shang Xun.

Look at the injuries, he was beaten violently.

"Can you still drive?" Zhu Xia looked at You Feng and asked the key question.

"You haven't hurt your brain, so why is it so difficult to drive?" You Feng tilted his head to look at her, and for some reason, he suddenly said, "Why don't you ask why?"

"not interested."

"Because you're not interested either?"

"When men fight, no matter what the reason is, it all comes down to your own face and self-esteem," Zhu Xia said clearly.

You Feng raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "You have completely cleared yourself of all blame."

Zhu Xia shrugged.

"Let me tell you a secret." You Feng started the car and drove out of the parking lot, saying casually, "The day you broke up with Boss He and left London, he came to the bar to find me. We had a fight."

Hearing this, Zhu Xia turned around to look at You Feng, and Qing Jue's eyes were filled with displeasure: "Why did you hit him for no reason?"

You Feng felt like he had just heard a huge joke, "What do you mean I should beat him? The one being beaten is obviously me."

Zhu Xia: "Okay then."

You Fengqi laughed: "It's OK for me to be beaten, but not for Boss He. You are such a hypocrite, little girl!"

Zhu Xia: “Yeah.”

You Feng: “…”

She was too sincere. She didn't deny it at all.

Zhu Xia said that she was off work and would not provide medical treatment, so she asked if she should take him to a hospital or a small clinic.

You Feng was arrogant and proud, why would he go to the hospital for such a minor injury? In the end, they all went back to their own homes.

Zhu Xia did not completely ignore You Feng's injuries. After returning home, she contributed her precious medicine box and a midnight snack.

You Feng carried the medicine box in one hand and took the midnight snack in the other. Before closing the door, he said earnestly, "Boss He will get what he wants."

"He got it." He got it many years ago.

"What if he wants to have it forever?"

"no way."

You Feng stared at her emotionless face and asked, "After leaving, do you have a way to make him let go?"

Zhu Xia said without hesitation: "Yes."

After bidding farewell to Zhu Xia, You Feng went to the bathroom to treat his wounds. He looked thoughtfully at the bruised and swollen man in the mirror, as if he was peeking at himself in another world.

There is a way...what way?

-

Hong Kong Yan Hospital, Director’s Office.

A large swath of setting sun covered the window, shining on Dean Bai Yuan's slightly regretful face.

The reason is that Zhu Xia considered for a long time and decided to leave Hong Kong Ren Hospital. Now it is October, and the work will be finished at the end of the year, and he will return to Beijing.

She was very determined, and Dean Bai Yuan had no choice but to ask her to stay, so he said they could work together again if there was a chance.

When He Lianzhou was on a business trip, he would call Zhu Xia from time to time, and when she was resting after work, she would occasionally take the initiative to chat with him.

but.

As long as there was no news, she really, really missed him.

Maybe this is the specific manifestation of being dispensable.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone into the corridor of Hong Kong Yan Hospital. Zhu Xia stood at the window, looking at the orange sky for a moment, and stretched lazily.

go home after get off work.

Suddenly, the taxi stopped abruptly.

Zhu Xia leaned forward due to inertia, and was pulled back by the seat belt. She looked up and saw the jet-black Rolls-Royce Phantom parked there in the night, forcing the driver to slam on the brakes.

This familiar way of stopping a car... Zhu Xiamei's heart couldn't help but jump.

The car door opened, and He Lianzhou strode over. Under the dim street lights, an impeccably handsome face gradually approached.

Zhu Xia remembered that she did not make him angry, and even took the initiative to send him messages.

So, why is he mad?

The man didn't knock on the window to communicate, but opened the back door directly. The warm current carried his low voice into my ears.

"get off."

"what?"

Before Zhu Xia could react, the man leaned forward, his deep black eyes full of aggression, and a clean and cold breath mixed with hormones blowing towards her face.

She stepped back involuntarily, but there was plenty of space in the car and she had nowhere to go.

With a click, the seat belt unfastened.

A big hand came across Zhu Xia's waist and knees, and He Lianzhou hooked her down from the seat.