The domineering CEO falls in love with me

In the spring of her eighteenth year, Jiang Qian met Su Jingyuan. She was denounced as a "wild child" by her biological mother and rudely kicked out of the house. She was like a wandering tearful doll, wandering aimlessly on the long, busy street, with her mother's face full of disgust and tears in her mind. "Damn you, the forced child!" "Why don't you just die!" "Go to hell!" "Go die! If you live, I will suffer!" "Why did I give birth to you? Go to hell..." Those horrific images overturned her perception of "selfless maternal love". She shed empty tears, her heart and mind filled with only the emotion of "doubt". It was on that day that she met a devil named 'Su Jingyuan'. He was wearing a dark blue striped suit, had a tall and strong figure and an outstanding temperament. He stood in front of her, with an expression as warm as the end of spring, and asked her: "Are you homeless? Do you want to come with me?" He was like an angel descending, bringing with him a light and warmth that was too bright to look at directly, and enveloped her in an instant. that's all. She was bewitched by that superficial glance and easily gave herself into his hands. She didn't see the wicked smile of success on his lips when he turned around. That day, she had just entered adulthood and didn't understand anything. That year, he was twenty-three years old, the most playful and playful age. On a private plane flying to Beijing. Jiang Qian still had an empty look in her eyes. Perhaps because she had a place to stay for the future, she had stopped crying. She looked through the solid glass at the city beneath her feet which was getting smaller and smaller. Since she refused to eat, drink or speak, Su Jingyuan had no choice but to take her back to the capital after the trip. There were the most authoritative doctors there who would thoroughly check all her ailments. "May I have your name?" "You can't speak?" If it's a mute... the taste is a bit stronger. Su Jingyuan thought so and stopped talking. He leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes to rest. An hour later, the helicopter landed at the Huacheng Building's helipad. Perhaps because she looked like a broken doll, Su Jingyuan helped her up when she got off the plane, and then handed her to the security guard beside him: "Is there no need to explain the consequences of losing her? Send her to No. 3." It sounds like a lab number. "Boss, Dr. Nan and Professor Wang are already here. Dr. Yang suggested that we contact a psychiatrist." "Go to Jiang Hui... notify Zhou Rui and ask her to go." Fang Li replied with a "yes" and quickly took a few steps back to make a phone call. Jiang Qian was protected by several men in black. Everything was blurry in her empty eyes, except for the figure in front of her that never stopped. She was a little afraid of this person, but she was more afraid of others. The elevator door opened and closed before my eyes. I was in a small space, with light and shadows visible on all sides. Su Jingyuan looked at her reflection in the mirror, petite and fragile, hoping that she was not really broken. The elevator jumped ten times, and he slowly said: "Let them take you to where I live first. If you have an appetite and want to eat, go to the housekeeper, and she will ask someone to prepare food for you. There is a doctor at home, who will check your body..." He paused, looking down at the cuffs of his sleeves. A small white hand, in the instant his eyes touched it, was quickly retracted and hidden in his sleeves. He looked up at her, his eyes still unfocused, but his lips were pursed. He guessed, "Are you scared?" She was silent again. He was really... helpless. What on earth had he picked up? He was just standing up and making arrangements: "Tell them that the physical examination will be done when I get back." The elevator stopped and the door opened. He stepped out and was grabbed by the back of his suit this time. He turned back impatiently and saw her being stopped by two men in black. She leaned forward, holding her suit tightly with both hands, and her eyes were filled with fear. His impatience grew even stronger, and he stared at her unhappily, but she did not dodge, and just stared at him with tears in her eyes. From Fang Li's perspective, this scene was unprecedentedly shocking and ridiculous. Their president, who had always been resolute and swift since he took office, was unexpectedly stopped in his tracks by a child who was obviously still childish, grabbing his clothes. With that look of impatience and forbearance, anyone in the company would have kicked him out long ago, right? The least serious consequence would have been a scolding and dismissal, right? This little girl doesn’t know that the boss hates people pulling his clothes the most. He endured it when his sleeves were pulled, but what should he do this time? The boss didn't even raise his head, he took the child's hand away from his clothes and said, "I'm tired, I'm going to go back to sleep first, let them wait, or discuss it later." Then he went back to the elevator and pressed the button to close the door. Fang Li only felt thunder rumbling in the sky, and the pain of each strike was so unreal. He was actually abandoned by his boss and had to face the board of directors alone! Hastily Hastily -- The roar in his heart was destined to be just the voice of his heart. The numbers on the elevator continued to go straight to minus one. Su Jingyuan took the petite child by the hand and walked directly to the front of the red Ferrari sports car. He stuffed her in the passenger seat as soon as the car started moving. Then, without even looking at the men in black, he got into the driver's seat and drove away. Several security guards who were left alone without any instructions exchanged glances at the same time: this new president is much more difficult to serve than the previous one. Su Jingyuan overtook other cars all the way in the city, and he had no more worries once he entered the private road. If he drove at a speed that allowed him to enter the city, the tickets would fly like snow. In Building No. 3 in the western suburbs, there were four men and one woman. Some were drinking tea, some were reading books, and one was standing by the glass wall, looking forward to it. Zhou Rui drank tea and sighed, "I never thought that in my lifetime, a little-known doctor like me would be able to attend such a high-level private medical gathering." "You misunderstood. This is not a private medical gathering." Nan Zhaolin raised his chin towards the glass wall and said, "Then there is another person who is completely unrelated." "In order to let me feel the high standards, please treat him as a strange thing..." The 43-year-old Ms. Xie Enhui bowed gracefully: "Miss Zhou, you are joking. Mr. Yang is the young master's friend." The implication is that she cannot do this. Zhou Rui remained silent tactfully. This Xishan No. 3 was really weird. Everyone who lived here became a living devil. There was no trace of human nature at all. Oh, it’s really eerie when you think about it. Didn’t the previous owner of this house go to see the God of Hell? The man in front of the bulletproof glass wall suddenly made a move and started walking towards the door. He didn't even care about being elegant and gestured to everyone: "A woman! Su Er brought a woman! Why aren't you curious?" "You'll know if you get up early." Professor Wang continued to drink tea calmly. It was he who suggested Zhou Rui. Although he thought it would be Jiang Hui. Yang Wanli condescended to open the door for the owner of the house and said with a sly look on his face, "Boss Su is back. Good afternoon! Are you satisfied with your trip?" "Butler, please send the guests away!" "Yes, Master." Su Jingyuan walked in without even changing his shoes, took the child by the hand, and went upstairs with four doctors. He put the child on the sofa in the living room and said sternly, "She hasn't eaten for two days, hasn't drunk any water, and hasn't said a word. Everyone, please see what to do." Someone moved, and she stood up and got behind him, her hands shaking as she grabbed his arm. Seeing this, Professor Wang said, "She can't do this. She can't even do the most basic examinations." "Hey, give me a shot of sedative!" Nan Zhaolin tilted his head and glanced at the person who was speaking: "Doctor Zhou likes needles so much, why didn't you take the injection exam?" "Sedatives work," Professor Wang agreed. Su Jingyuan was silent for a moment, then nodded in agreement. Nan Zhaolin turned around and helped Professor Wang prepare the injection. He dragged the child out from behind him, pressed her into his arms facing him, and took her hand and took her out: "Good child, cooperate, take an injection and have a good sleep, and when you get up, I will show you something good. We need to have a good talk." The sharp needle pierced into the fair and tender skin, and Su Jingyuan's body in his arms stiffened. He felt a little pain reflexively and couldn't help but hug the person in his arms tighter. She is too small...not even up to her chest. Jiang Qian only felt her forearm tighten and hurt, then loosen, and she was held in his arms, sitting on the sofa. It was surprisingly quiet around her. Gradually, the chaotic words in her mind became more and more distant... Slowly, she could no longer hear clearly, and could no longer hear those words that told her to "die"... Her mother's voice became more and more distant, and her eyelids became heavier... Just when she couldn't hold on any longer and closed her eyes, Zhou Rui's phone suddenly rang, shocking her so much that she sat up straight instantly. Even Su Jingyuan was startled and glanced at her coldly. The latter quickly apologized and turned off his phone. Everything was quiet again, and soon she fell softly into Su Jingyuan's arms and fell into a deep sleep. After all, she was too tired. She hadn't slept for more than 20 hours. She cried so hard before, and she didn't eat or drink... It was incredible that she could hold on until now.