Chapter 57 Luck

Author: Lan Jing and

"But I saw it wasn't..."

"The colors of the rainbow."

Yan Manjia was treating the wound on Wang Geyan's heart in the room. She carefully picked up the alcohol-stained cotton with tweezers, and touched the small but faint heartburn little by little, with an expression on her face.

Pay attention to yourself.

Wang Geyan held the bed sheet tightly and endured the pain. The pair of strange eyes in the light were even more unique. Looking at her red cheeks scattered through the floor-to-ceiling windows, he recalled what the girl had said about his eyes before.

, I always feel in my heart that I am not worthy of the girl’s praise for me.

After hearing this, the girl stopped cleaning the wound with the tweezers in her hand. She looked up and saw his humble expression with lowered eyes, feeling a sense of pity in her heart.

“Wild animals have the most unique eyes.”

"It's not as vicious and scary as they say."

"Your eyes are not the source of their fear."

"It's their own cowardice born from the heart."

Yan Manjia gradually came closer to him, pressed her head against Wang Geyan's forehead, touched his face with her eyes closed, then turned back to her own face, and quietly stared at Wang Geyan's strange and special eyes.

And when she looked at him intently, her protective and cold eyes could not hide her spirituality from the deep sea.

"Your eyes are as sincere as those of an animal."

"The world you see is natural..."

At this time, Wang Geyan no longer wanted to hide his feelings for the girl, so he made a more intimate move. Before Yan Manjia could finish what he wanted to express, he felt his colorless lips engulfed in a wave of love.

She had never felt warmer and warmer than before, and she felt that the beating frequency in her heart gradually became gentler, and she didn't want to blink her eyes.

She didn't want to miss the handsome moment when he closed his eyes. The white eyebrows on his forehead were as gorgeous as the edge of the white grassland in winter. When his shy eyes trembled slightly, the thick eyelashes like snow-white feathers were more like butterflies waving in the air.

As beautiful as her wings.

The ripples of light in the beam were dotted on his chin, which was as sharp as a mountain as he slowly returned, and he pursed his lips slightly.

He raised his eyes and looked at her smart eyes with a trace of shyness, and found that Yan Manjia's slightly pink cheeks were gradually turning red.

"Mutual dedication."

"Kiss my eyes."

"I kiss your lips."

Wang Geyan bent his arms and caressed the girl's beautiful thick lips, raised his eyebrows, and raised his eyes, his eyes filled with deep meaning.

Yan Manjia dodged his eyes that made her heart beat faster, stepped back and covered her mouth, but the soft voice passed by her ears and penetrated into her heart. At this time, she just felt

The heart beats very fast, like a little rabbit.

"That's because your eyes are beautiful."

"I just can't help but think..."

Wang Geyan put his ear closer to Yan Manjia and listened carefully to what the girl said in her muffled voice.

Then a profound smile appeared on his face that he hadn't seen in a long time. He stretched out his hand and put down the girl's hand. He held it tightly in the palm of his hand and placed it on the palm of his other hand. He exhaled slowly and nervously to calm down.

He squinted his eyes.

There is no longer the usual coldness on his face to hide his traces of inferiority, only the sincerity born of a girl.

"Why am I not?"

The person who stabbed Wang Geyan was Mr. Dong's right-hand assistant Owutai. At this moment, he was holding an inspection report in his hand. He took the elevator to the top floor, passed the long corridor, and stood in a room.

He stood very upright in front of the door. He raised his hand and knocked on the door. Before the second knock, Mr. Dong, who was in the luxurious presidential room, opened the door.

Mr. Dong had just arrived in this city by plane and had not had time to arrange accommodation, so he could only temporarily stay in a hotel arranged by his staff.

Owutai bowed respectfully to Mr. Dong before entering the room.

After taking a bath, Mr. Dong still held a towel in his hand. He glanced at the report in the hand of Owutai, who was a head shorter than him. Owutai noticed Mr. Dong's eyes and wanted to hand the test report to Mr. Dong.

The hand was opened.

"I don't have to look."

"Just tell me if Jian is healthy?"

Mr. Dong walked across the room and came to the dressing room. He raised his head and wiped his hair in front of the floor-length mirror. Owuta followed his footsteps and lowered his head, looking at the floor.

"Yes, it's not healthy."

"Although there are symptoms of albinism."

"But it's worse than albinism."

"Because the source of his illness is from the heart."

After hearing this, Mr. Dong stopped his hand and looked impatiently at Owutai who was bending down in the mirror. He gritted his teeth, rubbed his short but dense beard on his chin, and threw away the handkerchief.

On Owutai's head, Owutai made Mr. Dong angry for some reason, so he had to kneel on the ground to plead for Mr. Dong's forgiveness.

"Unhealthy."

"After saying these three words, will you become mute?"

"It doesn't feel good to have saliva in your mouth, just swallow it."

“There’s no need to speak out because of nonsense!”

Mr. Dong passed by Owutai and after speaking in a fierce voice, he walked to the living room and sat down on the leather sofa.

At this time, Owutai blinked his eyes, raised his head carefully, looked at Mr. Dong who was sitting on the sofa and narrowed his eyes angrily, rubbed his knees against the floor, and slowly moved to the living room on his knees.

"I am so sorry."

"I just want to practice my Chinese."

"Hey, I don't have your fluent and superb eloquence."

“Can’t speak authentic Chinese.”

"In...Chinese terms...you are knowledgeable."

"I'm too stupid, you're too good."

As soon as Mr. Dong heard these flattering words, the anger in his heart disappeared. He stood up and looked at Owuta, who was almost moving to his feet. He raised his eyes in surprise. When he thought of what Owuta said, he felt happy in his heart.

Mr. Dong changed from expressionless to smiling, raised his hand and asked Owutai to stand up.

"I spent several years in China."

"If I don't tell anyone, no one here will know."

"I'm not from their country."

The look on Mr. Dong's face was even more arrogant when he spoke. He turned around and went into the dressing room to change clothes before opening the door and letting the sunlight shine into the room. Looking at his tall appearance in the mirror, Owutai was filled with suspicion.

Looking at Mr. Dong's red and black suit, Mr. Dong turned around and walked out of the dressing room to see the confused look on his face.

"Since his heart is not working."

"Then it can only be that girl."

Mr. Dong looked at his arrogant eyes in the mirror, and the expression on his face was full of arrogance. When he spoke, he still had a pretentious look with his head held high, giving himself a sense of a great man with high aspirations.

After Yan Manjia simply disinfected Wang Geyan's wounds, she was still worried that there was a slight incision on his heart that could not close. Although Wang Geyan's condition was as calm as ever and he said it was not that serious, she looked at him

With a worried look on his face, he still took Wang Geyan to the hospital for stitches. Yan Manjia knew that the inferiority complex in Wang Geyan's heart still existed and would not disappear completely just because of her few words.

"wait for me."

"I'll come to you."

Chen Shi drove to take Wang Geyan to the hospital. After getting in the car, Wang Geyan thought that Yan Manjia would be with him, but the girl just closed the door gently. Wang Geyan quickly rolled down the window and Yan Manjia looked at him.

The longing eyes made her heart tremble. As soon as Wang Geyan saw her bent head and the dimples on both sides of her smiling cheeks sticking to her hair, he smiled back and nodded.

"good."

After Yan Manjia watched Wang Geyan leave, he took a car to the former barber shop.

At this time, after closing the car window, he glanced at the girl's back in the rearview mirror as she turned away. He no longer wanted to hold back the pain in his heart. His already poor face became paler and paler, and his body couldn't stop it.

Chen Shi was trembling, and his face was full of anxiety while driving the car. From time to time, he looked at Wang Geyan's condition through the rearview mirror, and had to concentrate on driving the car.

"Then there's no need to go to the hospital?"

"Can you still hold on?"

Wang Geyan covered his heart with unbearable pain, and slowly raised his finger to point to the storage box next to the passenger seat. His weak and numb limbs made him unable to move. Chen Shi noticed Wang Geyan's state and actions, and then

He quickly opened the storage box and took out a bottle of medicine. When the car drove to the intersection, it stopped for a moment because the light was green. At this time, Chen Shi quickly opened the medicine bottle and handed it to Wang Geyan, and picked up a bottle of mineral water and twisted it.

Open the bottle cap.
To be continued...