Five years later, who is the winner 22

His assistant and some company executives came forward to ask. There was no chance for Xia Wanqing to come forward, and she didn't want to come forward to ask...

Although, he was injured because he was trying to save her.

At a certain distance, he was surrounded by people. The moment they looked at each other, he thought she was going to come forward and ask a few questions, but she turned around...

She didn't even say a word of concern to him, she just turned around and left.

Staring at her back, he was so unwilling!!

His eyes were fixed on her for a moment, fearing that if he looked away, she would look back!

But, not at all!

He kept looking at her, but she didn't look back and even disappeared as quickly as possible, as if she couldn't wait to leave right away.

Li Kangmu showed a hint of bitterness and said to the people around him who asked and cared about him, "I'm fine."

His voice was full of frustration and loss.

When he saw her walking towards the stairs just now, he kept following her. Fortunately, he followed her, otherwise he wouldn't know what would have happened.

The other party seems to know the company well enough to enter here, and his purpose is also very obvious. He is completely here for her. If he didn't follow her, she would be the opponent of the man just now!!

Because it is on the stairs, it is very inconvenient to do it.

He had subdued the man, but the man struggled to escape regardless of the danger of falling downstairs...

After encountering such a thing in the company, Li Kangmu's black eyes flashed with awe. If this matter is not dealt with, it will be a great hidden danger for her!!

It was so obvious that the other party was targeting her.

Who is he...

He frowned and said to his assistant, "Bring up all the company's surveillance cameras and find out who it is!"

After finishing speaking, he was about to go upstairs when his assistant called out, "President Li, why don't you go to the hospital for treatment of your hand injury?"

A faint smile appeared on his lips, "Help me buy some medicine, thank you."

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When Xia Wanqing returned to the office, Li Rui rushed over and pulled her to look at her carefully, "Are you injured?"

"I've heard it all. Our big boss saved you on the stairs just now. Someone actually sneaked into the company and tried to hurt you. My dear, do you have a headache or a pain in your hand? Are you injured anywhere? If you are injured

Oh, how can I explain this to Mr. Shen? No, I have to call him and report this thrilling incident."

As Li Rui said that, he took out his cell phone and wanted to dial Shen Lingjun's number.

Wan Qing quickly stopped him and grabbed his phone, "Okay..."

She quickly said, "Don't tell him such a small thing, I don't want him to worry."

"This is not a trivial matter. Do you know that if President Li hadn't saved you, you don't know what would have happened."

Li Rui raised his orchid finger and pushed up the decorative glasses on the bridge of his nose, "If Mr. Shen finds out later, he will definitely say that I didn't tell him. Are you sure you really won't tell him?"

"Tell him what to do? Aren't I a good person now?"

Li Rui smiled and said, "You are fine, but Mr. Li has a long wound on his hand. I heard that he doesn't even want to go to the hospital."

"Whether he goes to the hospital or not is none of my business."

Li Rui felt something was wrong with her and squinted his eyes, "Did you know each other before? Why do I feel like he cares about you?"

"Don't talk nonsense."

Wan Qing glared at him, "Don't talk nonsense like that, I and him..."

She looked at Li Rui and didn't know where to start. There were some things that she didn't need to complain about all day long. She never liked telling the people around her about her past disasters. In this world, everyone

They are all people with stories, and they all have a past, either sad or happy.

Who is simple?

Some people like to talk about the pain they have suffered, hoping that thousands of people will know about your tragic past.

But so what?

This can only prove that she, Xia Weiyang, was a blind man in the past and loved a scumbag...

Besides, what else can be proved?

Gain sympathy?

Or find resonance?

She doesn't need any of this.

So she is not someone who likes to share the past with others. Looking at Li Rui's eyes full of gossip and curiosity, Xia Wanqing pulled a smile on her lips and said, "Even if he and I knew each other before, it doesn't matter now."

, except for superiors and subordinates, there is no one else.”

"Then you really don't need to see his injuries?"

Li Rui asked curiously, "Even if you are a stranger, you should say thank you. Isn't this the etiquette of us Chinese?"

The smile on Wan Qing's face gradually faded. Why didn't she know how to say thank you?

Just, facing him.

Facing his hot and meaningful eyes, she just wanted to escape as soon as possible.

The intercom phone rang at this time, bringing her back from her thoughts.

She put aside her ears and heard the voice of the secretary to the president's office, "Ms. Xia, the president invites you to come to the office."

Just after hanging up the phone, Li Rui raised the corner of his mouth and patted her shoulder, "Go ahead, even if it's out of politeness, say thank you. We can't be rude."

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Wan Qing came to his office, stood at the door, took a deep breath, and was about to knock on the door when she heard his voice, "Come in."

She opened the door and saw him sitting on the sofa, treating his wounds.

Walking forward, he didn't look up at her and said, "Sit down."

Wan Qing sat opposite him, looking at the blood-stained gauze on the table, her heart trembled.

Looking again, there were quite a few cuts on his arm.

It can be seen that the man just attacked was serious, and he was targeting her.

She doesn't think she's someone who offends easily, so how could she provoke such an extreme person?

The other party seemed to be coming towards her...

Thinking about what Li Rui said just now, she bit her lip and said, "Just now...thank you."

I don't know why, but it seems really difficult to say thank you.

And he raised his eyes to look at her.

There was a bitter curve at the corner of his mouth, "Are you worried about me?"

Looking at her with heavy eyes, he was full of expectation, his eyes were so hot that she felt uncomfortable. Wan Qing tried her best to look calm and calm, "You are my boss and you saved me again. I just feel guilty."

Gratitude has nothing to do with worry."

"I am your boss, you should care more about me. If I die one day and this company goes bankrupt, who will ask you to work?"

He mentioned death calmly and noticed her frown.

A smile flashed in his dark eyes. If he remembered correctly, she hated being mentioned to death.

If he mentioned it in the past, she would cover his mouth and prevent him from saying such things. He always felt that she was too real, but she was so cute. Whenever she reached out to cover his mouth, or said something to him.

His heart was full of random concern, filled with an exciting sense of happiness.

Unfortunately, such things only exist in memories.

She would never do this to him again. Thinking of this, he frowned slightly, "Do you really hate me?"

"You are too narcissistic. I have nothing to do with you. I hate talking to you."

"Ha...it doesn't matter." He sneered.

It was a sneer, rather it was full of ridicule, a mockery of himself. The bitterness and loss were wiped away from his eyes, and he lowered his head and continued to deal with the wound.

The wound was on the back of his hand, and it was very inconvenient for him to treat it. Wan Qing sat opposite him, saying nothing even though he couldn't stand it.

Just because she doesn't speak, doesn't mean he will let her go.

He looked at her and said, "Didn't you say thank you just now? Then let's take some practical actions to thank you. Come here."

Wan Qing frowned, "What are you doing?"

Her guarded look was like the uneasiness of a small animal, which made him curl up his lips, "What do you think I want to do?"
To be continued...