Cheng Zixiao was in pain and even more vigorously tear the documents.

Neither of the two people wanted to let go first. The two thin sheets of printing paper couldn't help but pull them, and they broke into two halves with a "hiss".

Yang Yingxia stared at half of the paper in her hand and felt instantly panicked. The Yang family also had some reputation in the business world. As the only daughter, she also learned how to manage since she was a child. Of course, she understood how important this contract is.

Her face was filled with panic and her eyes were worried and turned to Ruan Shishi, "Sister Shishi, I didn't mean it, I..."

Her delicate makeup and weak and helpless expressions are perfectly matched, and even makes Ruan Shishi pleasing to the eye.

She calmly said and comforted her: "It's okay, I have a copy of the electronic version, if it breaks, it will break."

Her attitude made Yang Yingxia feel more and more guilty. She no longer had the confidence she had before. Now she was as obedient as a kitten and said weakly: "Sister Shishi, I will help you stick the documents back."

After saying that, Yang Yingxia grabbed half of the paper in Zixiao's hand, placed the torn documents on the table, and carefully spliced ​​them together.

"Please ask me for some glue or tape." She whispered to Cheng Zixiao.

Cheng Zixiao really wanted to tell her that this document can no longer be used even if it is spliced, not to mention that it is a first-generation version that cannot be effective.

After thinking about it, he swallowed the words in his throat and nodded silently. As soon as his steps moved two steps, Yang Yingxia's scream suddenly came from behind, "Wait a minute!"

He turned around and looked at the source of the sound.

Yang Yingxia stared at the signature of the document. After realizing it, she glared at him in disbelief, "It's you!"

Cheng Zixiao's face suddenly turned, "What are you doing? I'm only recognizing me now?"

"You bastard, it's okay if you plan to marry me, but you dare to tease me in the hall." She walked up to him angrily, and growled with her toes.

Cheng Zixiao stared at her without hesitation, "Who forced you to marry you? It's obviously your family who insists on giving you to me. Look at you, where is the appearance of a famous lady? I have to consider it if I give it to me for free."

"You..." Yang Yingxia's delicate little face turned red, and finally grabbed his ears, "You have the ability to say it again."

Cheng Zixiao's tragic screams came from the box.

Ruan Shishi quietly closed the door of the box and couldn't help but complain in her heart that this world is really too fantasy.

It was already midnight when she came out of the bar. She dragged her tired body back to the villa, washed up and slept until bright.

She walked out of the villa gate in neatly, thought about it, then turned around and walked towards the warm pavilion. She had been busy with Mr. Luo Jiu and the company recently, and had not visited An An for a long time.

The warm cabinet is clearly sunny, but it exudes a surprisingly cold feeling. Today's warm cabinet seems to be different from the past, and it is a bit scary.

Ruan Shishi suddenly felt an ominous premonition in her heart. She immediately accelerated her pace and rushed into Song Yunan's room. As soon as she opened the bedroom door, she smelled a pungent smell of blood.

"An An!" She screamed and ran to the bed, snatching the fruit knife from Song Yunan's hand. The wound that An An had healed was cut open again, and blood fell on the water-pink bed sheet.

Song Yunan looked at her with an empty eyes. After hesitating for two seconds, hesitating and suddenly rushed forward, snatching the fruit knife in Ruan Shishi's hand like crazy.

Ruan Shishi couldn't control Song Yunan at all. She immediately rang the ringtone at the head of the bed, and then tightly held the fruit knife in her hand, "An An, look at me, I'm Shishi."

"Give it to me, give it to me!" Song Yunan turned a deaf ear to her words, with only the shiny knife in her eyes. In order to seize it, she even folded Ruan Shishi's finger into an impossible arc.

The sweat of beans fell along Ruan Shishi's forehead. She bit her lower lip tightly and prevented her from crying out of pain, for fear of scaring Song Yunan, who had lost her mind.

The sound of chaotic and hasty footsteps came from outside the door of the warm-up pavilion. Song Yunan seemed to realize something, and became more and more impatient. He directly stretched out his palm to hold the sharp blade.

Ruan Shishi's eyes tightened, and she didn't think about it at all. She used her three fingers to turn the direction of the fruit knife.

While Song Yunan held the handle of the knife, the blade also wiped the palm of her hand and drew a deep blood mark. Seeing this dazzling scarlet red, Song Yunan unexpectedly calmed down.

Her empty pupils gradually focused, and she immediately threw the fruit knife in her hand to the ground. Her trembling voice was filled with sobs, "Shishi, I can't control myself, I'm sorry..."

Ruan Shishi hugged her in her arms with distress. Aunt Rong knocked on the door and interrupted the two people, "Madam, the bodyguard and the family doctor have arrived, and Dr. Wen is on the way."

"Thank you for your hard work, Aunt Rong."

Ruan Shishi nodded slightly to Aunt Rong, then she wiped away the tears from Song Yunan's face and persuaded softly: "This is not your fault, it doesn't matter. Can we ask the doctor to bandage it?"

Song Yunan nodded weakly, and the family doctor immediately stepped forward to treat her wound.

Seeing that she had regained her sanity, Ruan Shishi felt relieved, and took out disinfectant water and gauze from the medicine box, sat aside and bandaged herself.

Wen Yiqing appeared beside her at some point, so she took the gauze from her hand to treat her wounds.

"Ms. Song was very calm when she was doing psychological counseling yesterday, and her condition improved significantly. Have you ever investigated why she became like this overnight?"

Ruan Shishi rubbed her eyebrows in pain and slowly shook her head, "When I came in, I was full of blood, and I was really not in the mood to think about that much."

"You'd better investigate it secretly. Maybe someone is stopping you from treating An An. This time bomb staying with An An will only make her condition worse."

While speaking, Ruan Shishi and Song Yunan's wounds were bandaged, and only the three of them were left in the room.

"Doctor Wen, you have caused you trouble again." Song Yunan smiled bitterly.

Wen Yiqing squatted beside the bed, looked at her gently, and replied softly: "My healing you is my biggest dream in my life. Can you help me?"

Song Yunan was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly.

"We have agreed that we can't use dangerous equipment at any time. Although you violated our agreement today, I won't blame you. I just don't understand why you suddenly did this."

"Because..." Song Yunan's expression flashed, and he looked at her with guilt and stopped talking again.

Wen Yiqing smiled warmly, let out a slightly playful chuckling, and explained softly: "Because you miss your brother very much, you want to know if he is doing well."

"How could I miss him when he made me like this?"
Chapter completed!