Chapter 201 She is mine, and she won’t trouble you.

Soon, Jiang Zhiyuan knocked on the door.

"Ruoruo, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

The man's soft voice came, and Rongruo suddenly came back to her senses.

She swallowed and calmed down quickly,

"I, I'm fine."

After coming out of the bathroom, Rongruo told Jiang Zhiyuan that she was going back to the medical clinic.

She hasn't been here these days, and she doesn't know what the situation is like at Rong You's place. The top priority is that she must go back as soon as possible.

"Mr. Jiang, thank you for saving me. If possible, please send me back to the medical center."

Jiang Zhiyuan nodded after hearing this, "I can send you back, but it's very late now and you are very weak. You look like this If you go back, your brother will definitely be worried if he sees her. Can I take you back tomorrow morning?"

It's true as he said, Rong You will be worried if she goes back like this.

"Okay, go back early tomorrow morning."

"I asked the servant to get you some food. You eat some before resting. Have a good sleep tonight. I will take you back to the medical center tomorrow."

Under the soft and dim light, Jin The silk-rimmed glasses glowed with a faint metallic luster, and the eyes under the mirror were gentle and doting.

Their eyes met, but Rong Ruo calmly looked away.

"Thank you."

Jiang Zhiyuan smiled, "Ruoruo, anyone can be polite to me, but you don't have to."

"Mr. Jiang, I am very grateful that you saved me. If I have the chance, I will find a way to repay you. "Rong Ruo's attitude remained polite and distant from beginning to end.

Jiang Zhiyuan knew this very well.

"Saving you is something I do willingly. You don't have to pay back."

Regarding Jiang Zhiyuan's words, Rongruo didn't know what to say for a moment. Fortunately, the servant came in with some porridge.

"Miss Rong, this is the appetizer porridge that Mr. Jiang specially ordered the kitchen to cook. It should suit your appetite. Eat some while it's hot." The servant placed the porridge on the small table.

Seeing the servant put down the porridge, Rong Ruo made no move.

Jiang Zhiyuan knew in her heart that she would feel uncomfortable with him in the room.

"Whether it suits your taste or not, you can eat as much as you want. I'll go out first."

After saying that, Jiang Zhiyuan turned and left the room.

During the few days she was imprisoned, she did not dare to eat the food sent by the other party, but now that Jiang Zhiyuan had rescued her and promised to send her back to the medical center tomorrow, there should be no problem.

She went over to sit down at the table, and the servant filled her a small bowl of porridge, "Miss Rong, please use it slowly." Outside the room, Jiang Zhiyuan did not leave immediately, but stood by the door, looking through the crack in the door that was not closed. Look inside.

The man's eyes were so caring and gentle.

It's like putting all the affection in your eyes, concentrating on one direction and one person.

He paused for a moment by the door before walking downstairs.

As soon as he came down from upstairs, the servant immediately came forward, "Mr. Jiang, there are two gentlemen looking for you outside the door. They seem to be looking for Miss Rong upstairs. Do you want them to come in?" The

two gentlemen mentioned by the servant, It was Shen Heting and Fang Ze.

Jiang Zhiyuan didn't expect that they would come so quickly.

Thinking of the woman in the room upstairs, the man's usually gentle brows turned cold.

When he spoke, his voice was still gentle. "They are guests, let them in."

"Okay, Mr. Jiang."

Soon, Shen Heting and his wife were brought in by the servant.

Under the bright and complicated crystal chandelier, Jiang Zhiyuan was sitting on the side of the sofa. Seeing Shen Heting come in, he stood up and saluted gracefully, "Hello, Mr. Shen."

Shen Heting came in from the outside, with a stern and serious look on his face. Force people.

His deep eyes swept over and passed through the second floor without leaving a trace. Then, he looked at Jiang Zhiyuan in front of him calmly and coldly.

"Hello Mr. Jiang, I'm here to pick you up." Shen Heting said nothing to him and directly explained his purpose.

The other party's directness made Jiang Zhiyuan's smiling mouth freeze for a moment, and then his eyes narrowed before he smiled calmly, "Mr. Shen, there is no need to be so anxious. Jiang will send her back early tomorrow morning." The

atmosphere in the huge living room From the moment the two met, they began to freeze and oppress each other.

Shen Heting lowered his voice, "Don't bother Mr. Jiang with such a small matter."

"Mr. Shen, there is no need to be polite to me. Ruoruo and I have known each other for so long, even if we are just friends, we will help with such a small matter.

" 'Even if they are just friends' hit Shen Heting in the ears and hit him hard on the heart.

You can hear Jiang Zhiyuan's regret in these words.

Or maybe that little thing was so sorry that we were 'just friends' with him!

The moment the two men's eyes met, there was a strong smell of gunpowder. It was clear that the situation was calm, but there was an undercurrent of turmoil. It seemed that the peaceful illusion in front of them would fall apart in the next second.

"As long as I am here, I can't trouble you, Mr. Jiang!" Shen Heting frowned. Lifting the person lightly, he said with a sharp and forceful voice, "Mr. Jiang, are you going to hand the person over, or should I go find it myself?"

Hearing this, Jiang Zhiyuan's face became more serious, "Mr. Shen means that I won't hand the person over, but I will also search for him." My house won't work?"

After saying this, Shen Heting took a half step forward, approaching Jiang Zhiyuan, "It depends on what Mr. Jiang does..."

As the distance between the two became closer, the atmosphere of secret competition began. Become as sharp as a razor.

I have to admit that in front of Shen Heting, no one can do anything good, even Jiang Zhiyuan is slightly inferior.

Even so, Jiang Zhiyuan did not lose easily. He curved his lips and smiled slowly,

"I can hand the person over, but I don't know if the person is willing to go with you."

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Listening to Jiang Zhiyuan's words, Shen Heting frowned slightly, "What do you mean?"

"It means, Ruoruo, she doesn't want to go back with you!"

As if hearing It's like a big joke. If his woman doesn't want to go back with him, is she willing to be with him?

Obviously, Shen Heting's patience has been exhausted.

"Where is she?"

Jiang Zhiyuan didn't hide anything and glanced towards the second floor.

"Mr. Shen, if you don't believe me, you can go up and have a look."

He glanced at him coldly, then strode upstairs.

Going up to the second floor, a servant happened to come out of a bedroom. Shen Heting knew that the person was inside.

He stepped forward with a cold face, but was boldly stopped by the unsuspecting servant, "Who are you, sir? Miss Rong has already gone to bed. If you need anything, I'll ask you tomorrow. Don't go in and disturb me now..."

"Get out! "

A cold scolding made the servant unconsciously take a step back, "This gentleman..."

The servant was about to say something. Seeing Jiang Zhiyuan appear at the corner, he motioned to her to step back. The servant quickly nodded and gave way. edge.

Shen Heting was about to open the door and go in, but stopped suddenly when he heard the sound inside the door.

"I'm going to sleep. Let's talk about anything tomorrow!"

It was Rongruo's voice!

Hearing the sound, Shen Heting stopped suddenly, frowned, clenched his hands into fists, and his heart shrank into a ball, with dense pain.

When he thought of her being with Jiang Zhiyuan these days, his heart felt like it had been torn in two by life.

"Rong Ruo, it's me, I'll take you back."

As he spoke, his hand had already fallen on the door handle, but when he was about to open it, Jiang Zhiyuan pressed it down, preventing Shen Heting from opening the door.

"Mr. Shen, Ruoruo just said that if you have anything to do, we'll talk about it tomorrow. I have to ask you to go back tonight."

Shen Heting raised his hand and pushed Jiang Zhiyuan far away.

With a bang, the door was pushed open by Shen Heting.

The light from the corridor outside poured in, illuminating the room a little, but it was still dim.

But as soon as he came in, Shen Heting still saw the woman who had fallen asleep, curled up on the bed, a small ball.

This scene was like a heavy punch. Shen Heting was stunned for a moment, and then he spoke again, his voice slightly tight, "Are you not willing to go back with me?"

For a long time, no one on the bed responded.

No response is the default.

Realizing this, his face became tense and solemn, and his heart felt heavy.

He didn't expect that when he came to pick her up, she would rather be with Jiang Zhiyuan than go back with him!

Without stepping forward, he asked again in a deep voice,

"One last time, are you really not willing to come with me?"