Almighty Boss Super A Super Sassy

Chapter 357 Quarrel

"So you know."

"That's right... No one was alarmed, no clues were left behind, neither Yi Su nor Fei Ying's abilities could detect the slightest... If there is really someone who can do this, it may only be him. Ha, really Ironically enough, I have been careful and cautious in every step, not letting any existence that might hurt him get close, but the result?"

——The result is that he is mocking her in this way, denying her actions in this way.

So what is she?

He can ruin his own life so easily, so what is it that he regards him as the meaning of existence?

"Boss Luo, what Feiying said is indeed correct. Although you have a high IQ, you have no EQ at all."

Under Fei Luo's cruel eyes, the young man was calm and composed.

"I do have my principles. If it really committed suicide, I guess I would have helped to stab him again, so I wouldn't be able to save him. Even if it's your order, even if it's the boss's wife, even if it's for Tongtong's sake. It's the same... The reason why I was saved was nothing more than because I judged that the lady boss didn't really want to die at all."

"What do you mean?"

"The knife was indeed stabbed by the proprietress herself. I knew this when I saw the wound. But the knife was far away from the heart, and it looked cruel, but it was not very deep. It will take a while... If he really wants to commit suicide, he will directly stab his heart with a knife, saving even the need for rescue, and he will be buried in the ground directly... After all, no matter how powerful I am, I will not renew the life of the dead, it was done by a Taoist priest live."

"..."

Whose family's unlucky child is not pleasant to speak at all!

"So what do you mean?"

Feng smiled playfully.

"I think, lady boss, this is just trying to get your attention?"

Feiluo looked at Feng in disbelief.

"Haven't I paid enough attention to him? I almost put my eyes on him!"

"I think the lady boss would prefer you to tie yourself to him."

"..."

"Calculate the time, the proprietress should wake up in a while, Boss Lao, you can go and accompany him, patients are always more fragile when they recover from a serious illness," Feng yawned while talking, "And I will go first Get some sleep, and I'll come back later for a checkup on him."

After speaking, he walked out of the ward.

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When Quan Haoyan woke up, he looked at the ceiling in a daze. In the strong smell of disinfectant, he realized that he was in the hospital.

— was saved.

Of course he didn't want to die, so fortunately he was saved.

Turning his head slightly, he saw the figure who was dreaming day and night, leaning quietly on the sofa, his cold brown hair was a little long, and fell down naturally, covering his beautiful eyebrows and eyes.

The skin is cold and white, reflecting her whole body is radiant with coolness, and her thin lips are stretched into a cold and hard arc even when she is asleep, making her feel difficult to get close to.

But only he knows how soft the touch of those lips is, and how sweet and alluring the taste is. When she smiles, even the stars in the sky will be covered by her.

—she came anyway.

Quan Haoyan thought with some happiness, he made the right bet, it is impossible for Lao Lao to let him lie alone in the hospital without asking.

If possible, he didn't want to keep her in this way, but he couldn't think of any other way.

Because thinking about it, he has no way to threaten Feiluo or force her to stay, the only way is to bet on himself.If the bet is successful, Lao Luo will come back, if the bet fails... If Lao Luo doesn't even care about his injury, then what is he bothering about.

Those who don't care can't stay; but those who care will come back after all.

When Fei Lao opened his eyes, the pair of peach-blossom pupils that implied affection came straight into his eyes, leaving an indelible mark on them.

Seeing that she woke up, Quan Haoyan opened his mouth and shouted "Bao Lao...", his voice was hoarse and dry, he cleared his throat with some discomfort.

Faey got up and poured him a glass of water.

"Is there anything uncomfortable?"

"No... hiss..."

As soon as he moved, the wound was involved, and Quan Haoyan let out a cry of pain.He didn't expect that after the anesthetic passed, it would be so painful. This method really hurt the enemy eight hundred times and himself a thousand.

Fei Luo hurried over to support him, took two painkillers, and fed him.

"You know it hurts, but you still kill yourself?"

Quan Haoyan leaned obediently in Feiluo's arms, even though he was being scolded, he still smiled happily.

"I don't want to either, but otherwise, how could you come over..."

Compared with his wife, he can still bear this pain.

Fei Luo sighed softly, reached out and pinched his face lightly, he became thinner, his figure looked more depressed and thinner, the original soft baby face was thinner.The lines became sharper, more handsome, but also less youthful.

He has grown up and matured.

Even though he didn't seem to have changed in front of her, he would still rely on her to act like a baby as before, but the former Quan Haoyan would not threaten her in this way.

— they are still changing after all.

"If you are dissatisfied with me in the future, you can stab me with a knife, not at yourself."

Hearing this, Quan Haoyan opened his eyes wide.

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

"Anyway, this kind of injury can heal for me in a while. As long as it is not killed by one blow, it will always recover slowly."

The boy frowned.

"If I could do it, I would have moved a long time ago. Do you think I don't want to? I can't wait to throw you, a heartless woman, into formalin and seal it up. It's in front of my eyes every day..." As he spoke, the corner of his eye It started to turn red, "I can't wait to break your leg and tie you by my side forever, so that you won't abandon me... But I can't do it, knowing that your injury will recover quickly, but I still don't want to hurt you..."

"What about me? If you are like this now, won't I be sad? How do you think I feel when I hear that you are covered in blood? How do I feel when I know that your injury is caused by myself? ?I feel like I've been a joke for so many years! I…”

"Lao Luo, you are killing me."

Fei Luo, whose rhythm was suddenly disrupted, "..."

"I do not have."

"Yes!" The child had red eye circles, with an expression of 'if you don't coax me, I'll cry'. "Baoluo, you have changed. The former you would never be mean to me. You don't love me anymore, huh... The wound hurts so much, and the heart hurts even more. If you don't love me anymore, what else do I have to live with... huh ..."

The latter words were blocked by Fei Lao.

Obviously the last time they kissed was only yesterday, but the two were still fiercely asking for something, as if two wanderers had finally found their own harbor.

When the kiss was over, Quan Haoyan lay on Feiluo's neck and shoulders, sniffing her unique breath lightly, while Feiluo's fingertips interspersed through his hair, stroking gently.

"Haoyan, don't question my feelings for you, because you are my one and only, you are my whole world, so don't say that kind of thing again."

Quan Haoyan sniggered 'hee hee', and rubbed his head lying on her neck and shoulders, his soft hair felt numb and itchy.

"Laoluo, I like to hear you and me talking about love the most."

"I thought we didn't need this between us."

"How can I not need it? If you don't say it, how will I know what you think of me? No, even if I know, I still want to hear it from you. My mother once said that words have power. From the mouth The spoken 'love' will eventually turn into a 'spell' to keep you by my side forever..."

Although he didn't believe this sentence before, because the mother who said this sentence couldn't even grasp his own love... But at this moment, he hopes that this sentence is true, even if it is based on such a weak Miraculously, he also wanted to keep Luo Luo by his side.

"I'm very scared, I'm afraid you will leave... I have no means to keep you, and I don't know where to find you after you leave..."

A person who is always calm and restrained, seems to leave room for himself at all times, and will not let his reason completely fall into emotion, so it seems that he can easily withdraw at any time, leaving him alone in a mess.

Just like when she left last night, the person who was lying next to him not long ago watched him showing blurred desire, but in the blink of an eye, he could withdraw soberly and leave without a trace of remembrance.

But he, he couldn't wake up.

"Lao Lao, I'm sorry, I know this way is wrong, and I know you won't like it, but what else can I do? I don't even know where to go to find you, so I can only use this method way to lure you out..."

His voice seemed to regain the clarity of a young man, begging helplessly, holding her arm, weak and weak because of the pain, but it made her feel extra heavy.

The boy who always smiles brightly, as if no matter what difficulties will crush him; the boy who is always dazzling in the eyes of outsiders; the boy who is arrogant, confident and seductive but soft and cute...

Fei Luo wants to do everything she can to protect his smile and the light that has not dissipated on him, but perhaps, it is herself who hurt him in the end.

"Baoluo, don't leave anymore, okay?"

Fei Luo hesitated for a long time before slowly saying:

"I'll wait until you recover from your injury."

Quan Haoyan breathed a sigh of relief, let go of the hand holding her, and the loss of being abandoned flashed in those peach blossom eyes.

"Are you still leaving? Are you leaving me again?"

"Hao Yan..."

"I won't let you go!"

He yelled, ignoring that under such influence, the wound would open again.

"You are not allowed to go, don't leave me behind, aren't you afraid that I will mess around again? For you, I really can do anything!"

After speaking, he coughed violently, his chest was vibrated and involved the wound, causing slight pain.

Is it because the wound is too close to the heart?

Why did he feel such pain in his heart, the huge pain almost swallowed him.