When the marriage partner is my mortal enemy, I am scared

Chapter 231 The threshold for hiring is too low

Inside the dark car window, Xiao Cheng met Chu He's gaze fiercely.

When he saw his red and swollen cheeks, his brows tightened instantly.

Was she beaten?

Half an hour ago, he had someone track down Chu He's whereabouts.

I called her along the way, but her phone was still blocked.

I checked the surveillance cameras along the way and rushed over, but I was still a step too late.

Fortunately, the car driven by Chu He was parked safely on the side of the road.

My heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled down.

Xiao Cheng rubbed his sore eyes.

He really wanted to smoke a cigarette, and with trembling fingers, he took out the cigarette box.

Looking up, he saw Chu He and a woman getting into Chu Feng's Bentley together.

Before getting in the car, Chu He glanced in his direction.

Xiao Cheng threw the cigarette box aside, not knowing whether Chu He saw him or not.

I was still hoping that if this woman had a conscience, she would remove my phone and WeChat from the blacklist.

Just as I was thinking about it, the phone really rang.

In the quiet carriage, the ringing sound seemed to arouse some kind of expectation.

He quickly took out his cell phone and saw the number displayed on the screen, feeling a sense of loss.

Xiao Cheng was stunned for a moment, then sighed in disappointment and swiped to answer the call.

Ji Lin's voice came from the other end: "Brother Cheng, the brake pads of the car my sister-in-law was driving had been tampered with. Fortunately, she didn't continue to drive back, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."

Xiao Cheng's dark eyes trembled.

My fingers on the steering wheel clenched into fists, and I felt a surge of fear in my heart.

"Keep checking."

"We've checked the three people in the alley just now. They weren't coming for my sister-in-law. It must have been an accident."

"Well, the police station has someone keeping an eye on them. No bail will be granted to those three. Have the lawyer handle it as soon as possible."

After hanging up the phone, Xiao Cheng closed his eyes and slowly exhaled.

I escaped the car accident, but not the criminals.

Should we say that she has a miserable life or a strong life?

Just then, someone outside knocked on the car window a few times.

The glass slowly fell down and the bodyguard nodded respectfully.

"Boss, we'll send the car to the dealership for a thorough inspection later."

"Ah."

"This is my sister-in-law's thing in the car."

As he spoke, he put the documents and a plastic bag in his hand into the car window.

Xiao Cheng reached out and took it.

After the bodyguard left, he took a look at the things in the plastic bag, snorted lightly, and the next second his face darkened.

He threw the bag onto the passenger seat.

On the other side, Chu Feng's car drove all the way into the hospital.

It took about half an hour before I came out of the outpatient clinic.

Chu He followed Chu Feng to the entrance of the hall, with Qiao Yueyue following behind.

Qiao Yueyue had just been frightened and was absent-minded at the moment, just following the two people weakly.

She walked unusually slowly, as if she had thought of something. She quickly caught up and said in a low voice, "Sister Xiaohe, I want to go back and get some medicine. You guys go first."

Having said that, without waiting for Chu He's response, he bowed to the two people in front of him, then turned and hurried away.

Chu Feng sneered disdainfully and his eyes fell on Chu He's face.

"They have no opinions and no abilities. What value can such employees create for you? Your gallery's hiring standards are too low."

He despises such timid people the most.

If it were him, there is no way he would hire an employee as timid as Qiao Yueyue.

Chu He rolled her eyes at him and made a "tsk" sound.

"Brother, you really are a capitalist. What painters need is the ability to endure loneliness and calm down. I think she's great. Although she's not good at socializing and looks cold and timid, when she paints she can immerse herself in her creation and you wouldn't understand even if I told you. In short, she can produce good works, and that's her value."