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Chapter 112 How about we try it in the office (1)
"Yan Jue?" She called out in surprise.

And he didn't know how long he had brought these people outside. After seeing her come out, those people silently surrounded the ward.

Sheng Xia subconsciously took a step back and blocked the door, looked at them warily, and asked, "What are you doing?"

No one answered, but those people didn't dare to go forward because they were afraid of her identity.However, her protective action at this time angered Yan Jue.He stepped forward, the tall figure covered her, and said in a deep voice, "Get out of the way."

Naturally, Sheng Xia refused to back down, and he didn't even dodge his eyes. The two people's eyes met in mid-air, not lingering, but as if they heard the crackling sound of gunpowder burning in a quiet space.

At this time, the mobile phone on her body vibrated. Sheng Xia didn't look back at him. She just pressed the answer button and raised the phone to her ear. Hang up quickly, and then say to Yan Jue: "I sent the person, it has nothing to do with Zhao Jijun."

"Why?" he asked.

"Control violence with violence." She answered these four words clearly and firmly.

Shen Ying hates her because of her engagement to Yan Jue, she can accept it, and she can accept any grievances as long as they are directed at her alone.But she moved the people around her, which touched the bottom line of Midsummer.

Yan Jue looked at her, his eyes were as deep as the sea in the dark night, carrying unknown dangers, as if he was going to swallow her up at any time, and asked: "Is he that important?" Important enough for her to use violence to get involved in the dark, and Protect like this?
"Yes." Sheng Xia nodded, facing his gloomy expression without fear.

In fact, at this time, she was also choked with anger, but she didn't know whether it was because of his mobilizing people to vent her anger for Shen Ying, or because of something else.

"This is also the reason why the Sheng family obviously lacks funds. You would rather accept his money than reject Yan's funds?" Zhao Jijun successively invested 5000 million in the Sheng family. Time to ask out.

He didn't accept his money, but wanted Zhao Jijun instead. Does it mean that he is more dependent on Zhao Jijun?

Midsummer didn't speak.

Yan Jue suddenly grabbed her shoulder blades, but he really didn't understand her.If the engagement was designed by her and her mother, why was she the one who took the initiative in this engagement?If she was really forced, why did she give Shen Ying such a sum of money?

"How much?" he asked.

"5000 million." Sheng Xia replied, seeing him lift his lips to speak, she went on to say: "I know you will say give it back to him, you can give it back." The corners of her lips raised into a smile, as if mocking: "But the face Jue, why did you give it?" In other words, why did she accept it, and in what capacity did she accept it?
"I know that whether I want one or ten 5000 million yuan, you can give it to Young Master Yan, and you may give it without hesitation. Even if he is a professional manager and can help me run Sheng's well, you can also find thousands of yuan. Tens of thousands of professional managers are here. But Yan Jue, 5000 million is all he has. What is 5000 million to you? What are those professional managers to you?" She did not protect Zhao Jijun because of love, but because of love. Because he is her senior, her friend, even like a relative, he was hurt because of himself... and Yan Jue didn't understand what Zhao Jijun meant to her at all.

On the contrary, he is just a man protecting Shen Ying.

She really didn't want to quarrel, didn't want to complain, but there was still a sense of crusade against him in these words.

Yan Jue heard the words, but there was a touch of sarcasm on the corner of his lips: "5000 million is his Zhao Jijun's all? Should I say that you underestimate your brother too much, or that he pretends too well." The last sentence landed, his gaze Go across her shoulders and meet the man in the hospital gown.

(End of this chapter)