Part Two: East Soil Great Sugar, Chapter 270: Tingting Wants

about the visiting personnel. 。Chen Ning was not idle either. She took a book out of her bag and started reading. 。Gap, Lu Yaoyao turned her head and took a glance. It was an Italian book. Although...The scaffolding swayed violently, and before Han Li could react, it tilted and collapsed, two loose steel pipes flying straight towards her.

Sometimes a person's stress response is just to freeze, not knowing whether to run. All they know is that they want to reach out and block the two steel pipes. At the critical moment, Han Li was knocked down by a surge of brute force. As she fell, another person landed on her, Zhao Tingxing shielding her above. The two steel pipes slammed into him, then hit the ground with two loud bangs.

Above Zhao Ting's expression remained unchanged, it was unclear whether he had been hit. He only lowered his head to glance at her, and after seeing she was fine, a growing anger surfaced on his face: "Did you forget all about safety knowledge"

"Stupid woman!"

While cursing, he pushed himself up with his hands and also pulled Han Li from the ground. Han Li was unharmed, only his arm had been scraped when he was suddenly knocked to the ground. But the ground was covered in ash, and his clothes and hair were dusty.

Zhao Tingxing wasn't doing much better either. His dark clothes made the gray dirt even more prominent.

Han Li knew he was in the wrong and accepted being scolded. He looked up and asked him, "Is there anything you need"

Zhao Tingxing glared at him, turned and left, going to the workers' side and berated them, "Are you all blind Don't you know there's scaffolding over there"

When he wasn't cursing, he was already terrifying. Now that he was angry, he was even more frightening. The workers stood there, helpless and unsure of what to do.

"Hurry up and clean up, for crying out loud."

The workers soon dispersed to work, Zhao Tingxing remained with his back to Han Li, without turning around.

He seems to be fine. He's still angry, but he can walk normally, so I guess it shouldn't be anything serious

Seeing the scattered steel pipes on the ground, I felt a chill run down my spine. I patted the dust off my body silently and walked to a less dusty place to work.

She didn't come out until lunchtime, when the workers gathered on the first floor to pick up their lunch boxes. She went over to get hers too. The logistics staff member in charge of ordering meals saw her and hurriedly handed her a different lunch box, clearly unlike the others.

"You and Mr. Zhao made separate arrangements, I apologize for the oversight." the logistics personnel explained.

Han Li glanced at her own lunchbox and didn't say anything. She could eat with the workers, but she could also accept this privilege without guilt.

The logistics person still had another lunch box in hand, looked around suspiciously and said, "I just saw Mr. Zhao, why didn't he come"

Han Li also followed her gaze and saw Zhao Tingxing's leaving figure in the distance. His usually tall and straight back looked slightly hunched now, and his walk wasn't as vigorous as usual.

Han Li put down her lunch box and chased after him, but when she reached the door, Zhao Tingxing had already gotten into his car, turning the steering wheel past her without looking.

Seeing him leave, Han Li hurriedly ran to the roadside to hail a cab, but this side was still under construction and there were few vehicles. He had no choice but to order a ride-hailing car. When he got in the car, he was more than 20 minutes late compared to Zhao Ting's departure.

All the way to the hotel, she dashed straight to the 22nd floor and pressed his doorbell repeatedly. After a while, Zhao Tingxing finally opened the door, his face filled with anger, especially when he saw her, his brows furrowed: "What is it"

He had just come back, taken a shower, and changed into a clean set of clothes. He was about to rest when he was disturbed, which inevitably made him angry.

Han Li went straight forward and pulled at his clothes. He took a step back, "Crazy"

Han Li's eyes were red-rimmed, but she ignored him and rushed forward to pull at his clothes. Zhao Tingxing reached out and grabbed her wrist to stop her.

"Let go." Hàn Lì cried, struggling fruitlessly. His wrist ached where he was gripped.

Zhao Tingxing loosened his grip slightly, and Han Li immediately wrenched his hand away to rip open his shirt. This time, the movement was fast and precise; the shirt opened directly, revealing his muscular upper body.

Zhaotingxing's chest heaved: "What's wrong with you Just running into men's rooms and taking off people's clothes"

Han Li was just about to sneak around behind him to take a look at his back when he suddenly grabbed her waist. "Thinking of getting away with it, huh" he murmured in her ear, his voice like a phantom.

At this moment, the two of them were in an extremely ambiguous position. Zhao Tingxing's shirt was open, and he held her in his arms at the waist. If she turned her head just slightly, she could touch his abs.

"Let me down first, so I can take a look at your back."

Hàn Lì saw him walking on the construction site just now, and knew he must be injured. Knowing he wouldn't let anyone see, Hàn Lì simply took matters into his own hands and decided to be straightforward with him.

Upon hearing her words, Zhao Tingxing threw her back to the ground and instantly tightened his shirt, his tone sour: "Are you bored Just get out."

But Hanli had already circled behind him, and with a flick of her back shirt, she saw two deep purple marks, crisscrossing from his shoulders to his waist. She froze there, Zhao Tingxing had already turned and walked a few steps away from her.

"Have you taken him to the hospital Could he have injured his internal organs" How could she have thought he was fine this morning, after being hit by two steel pipes He's just tough-mouthed. As long as he's not dead from his injuries, he won't make a peep.

"Sure enough, he nonchalantly said, “I won’t die, just get lost."

"Having said that, seeing Han Li had no intention of leaving, he stared at her with his eyes, his tone ambiguous: "Really needs to be disciplined, huh"

He moved as if to pull her into his arms, but this time Han Li didn't struggle. Instead, she took advantage of the moment and grabbed his arm: "Go to the hospital for a checkup."

She was afraid he was resisting, and in case there was something wrong with his internal organs, it would be too late to save him, so she also held onto his arm firmly.

After all, he was hurt trying to save her. Han Li felt a twinge of sympathy. Just as the scaffolding was about to collapse, he jumped in front of her to protect her, she believed it was purely an instinctive reaction.

He is prickly because of his upbringing and the environment he worked in, but Han Li knows there's warmth deep inside him. Back when they were working on construction sites, whenever there was dangerous work, he would do two jobs, taking care of hers as well, so she could just stay down below and wait for him to finish.

Thinking about these things, coupled with the scene of him protecting her today, Han Li felt a sourness in his nose.

"Why are you crying I'm not dead, and even if I were, it wouldn't be your place to mourn me."

Han Li didn't mind his harsh words, only saying: "Rest assured, I keep your kindness in my heart, but don't worry that I will pester you. I know myself well."

Perhaps the old feelings have long since vanished. He no longer has any feelings for her, and she knows that, so she lets go. She will never again try so hard as before.

Zhao Tingxing snorted coldly and stopped talking.

"It's okay if I don't go to the hospital, I just need to apply medicine. What if it swells up tomorrow" she said, and then ordered some ointment with her phone: "Delivery in half an hour."

She sat on the sofa by the door, oblivious to her surroundings, waiting for the medicine. She had to be tough, or Zhao Tingxing wouldn't use it.

Zhao Tingxing, seeing her like this, stopped talking and lay down on the bed to rest. He wasn't pain-free, otherwise he wouldn't have come back for a rest at noon, but as a man, getting hurt was common, running to the hospital for a minor injury, it was such a wimpish thing, people would look down on him.g up with crooked schemes again, so things are indeed not looking optimistic.Yao Yao wanted to ask him, "Are you having a hard time Are you tired of dealing with these people What are your chances of...