The Slum Girl and Her Billionaire Husband

He messed up his clothes, changed his position, and found a suitable angle to smack down this expanse of chaos, then pressed send it to Gu Huaiyu.    

In next to no time, Gu Huaiyu directly called over.    

"En, I was robbed... They said that I look like a rich person. What? Gu Huaiyu asked. Yes, I was robbed... They said that I looked like a rich person, and they wanted to rob me of my money." Wen Chen took two deep breaths, and his voice sounded as if he was enduring the pain. However, he still managed to maintain his calm. "It's been too long since I've trained, so I wanted to come out and run at night..."    

Gu Huaiyu's concern and anxiety over the phone flowed into Wen Chen's heart like a bowl of honey, making him feel that the few hoodlums lying on the ground were a little more pleasing to the eye.    

Gu Huaiyu was worried about him. Was there anything better than this?    

Wen Chen said in a low voice, "They have too many people. Even though I won, I still suffered some injuries. My leg hurts. Can you come and pick me up?"    

Hearing Gu Huaiyu agree without the slightest hesitation, a satisfied smile filled Wen Chen's eyes.    

"Mmm, I'll send you the location."    

After ending this call, Wen Chen's gaze swept across the few people lying on the ground dumbstruck. His expression instantly changed and he said coldly, "Still not getting lost?"    

"Get lost, get lost, get lost now!"    

The eyesore disappeared and Wen Chen slowly walked to the side of a tree.    

After Gu Huaiyu came, he had to injure some places before he could reasonably allow Gu Huaiyu to take care of him.    

But he couldn't hurt too badly, so as to avoid Gu Huaiyu being very tired from taking care of him.    

He had to grasp this speed well.    

After that, he would be able to sell miserably openly and openly, hang on Gu Huaiyu every day, and continue improving his relationship with Gu Huaiyu.    

When Gu Huaiyu arrived at the place, she saw Wen Chen sitting on a rock with his head lowered.    

Gu Huaiyu's heart jumped fiercely. One look and she saw that their president was someone who did not even have the strength to truss a chicken. How could he possibly be a match for those ruffians?    

To be able to make Wen Chen almost unable to resist the pain, his injuries must be very severe!    

Gu Huaiyu rushed forward with a stride. "How is it? Where are your injuries? I asked for a taxi to bring you to the hospital. Bear with it for a while longer."    

Wen Chen's face was slightly pale and cold sweat hung on his forehead, but he still smiled at Gu Huaiyu. "Don't worry, I'm fine."    

Gu Huaiyu did not believe what Wen Chen said. When the taxi arrived, he stuffed Wen Chen into the car and the two of them rushed to the hospital.    

Borrowing the lights in the car, Gu Huaiyu began to examine Wen Chen's wound.    

Previously, when Wen Chen said his leg hurt, Gu Huaiyu's first reaction was to look at Wen Chen's leg.    

Wen Chen wore loose dark leisure pants. Currently, there was quite a bit of dirt and dust on one of the trousers' knees. Clearly, this position had suffered an impact before.    

Gu Huaiyu carefully pulled up Wen Chen's leg. Seeing the bleeding wound on Wen Chen's knee, she could not help but suck in a breath.    

The fire in Gu Huaiyu's heart instantly flared up. "Damn it! Just who hit you!"    

He, a great president, a beauty as beautiful as flowers and jade, was actually beaten to such a state by someone!    

Gu Huaiyu unconsciously clenched her fists. This was the first time she was so angry. She wished that she could drag those few people out and return them tenfold, hundredfold!    

It was just that he did not notice the smile that flashed hurriedly across Wen Chen's face.    

Gu Huaiyu lowered her head and saw that Wen Chen's face was pale from the pain. She instantly frowned. "Get off the car later. I'll carry you to the hospital. Don't walk anymore."    

"Hmm?" Wen Chen blinked and rejected Gu Huaiyu's suggestion. "No need, I can walk by myself."    

He'd injured his leg for the sake of letting Gu Huaiyu support him if he had the chance, and he didn't want Gu Huaiyu to carry him.    

What if Gu Huaiyu was crushed by a single strike?    

Wen Chen rearranged his trousers that had been lifted up and tried to hug Gu Huaiyu's shoulder. "I'll support you like this and jump in."    

Gu Huaiyu looked at Wen Chen's outstretched hand and her gaze focused once more.    

Wen Chen's hand also had a wound, looking like an abrasion from a fight.    

Seeing Gu Huaiyu's expression not right, the corners of Wen Chen's mouth rose indistinctly as he said indifferently, "Just these two places were injured. Other areas were not injured."    

Gu Huaiyu did not believe Wen Chen's words. She made a preliminary examination herself, and after confirming that only these two places were injured, she heaved a sigh of relief.    

There were still over ten minutes before they could reach the hospital. Wen Chen was both injured and in a fight like this, so he was probably already very tired.    

"Are you tired? Do you want to lie down?" Gu Huaiyu asked softly.    

Knowing that Wen Chen had mysophobia, Gu Huaiyu patted her leg.    

Wen Chen instantly understood Gu Huaiyu's meaning.    

Gu Huaiyu was hinting for him to... lie on his lap.    

His heart thumped. Wen Chen suppressed his heartbeat and laid down.