I'm a chaebol in South Korea

Chapter 441 Lights Out
【Han Jiaren's heartbeat index: 61】

The prompt that he had been waiting for for a long time finally appeared in front of him. Li Zhenyu said in his heart without any hesitation: "Use Stealing Heart."

[Heart Stealing Thief: Heart Stealing (release) charm increased by 80%, affinity increased by 100%]

"It makes me so happy to see you like this."

Han Jiaren is a person who puts love above career, so Li Zhenyu did not instill in her the concept of "only career is the only one".

Instead, he simply expressed his blessings to her.

And immediately put into work, but during the break, I communicated with her more.

Han Jiaren's mood is very complicated. From him, I feel the care and tenderness I want, and the sweetness I once had for a short time strikes again.

Han Jiaren fell into it unknowingly.

"Okay, this is the end of today, everyone has worked hard."

Li Zhenyu got up and announced to everyone that today's filming is over, everyone bowed and thanked, and began to tidy up and get off work.

Han Jiaren picked up the script from the side, and stood in the makeshift room thinking about tomorrow's plot.

"Senior Beauty, don't you want to go?"

"Ah, don't worry, I'll leave later."

"As expected of a senior, I'll leave now. See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

Saying goodbye to everyone, Han Jiaren once again devoted her energy to the script, but didn't notice the chandelier above her head, which suddenly shook at some point.

click~
Han Jiaren looked up and saw that the chandelier, which had fallen several centimeters, was swinging, and a large part of the wires that should have been fixed to the ceiling was exposed.

Just when she felt dangerous and wanted to change to another place to remind someone to fix it.

The wires on the ceiling were falling down one after another, and the chandelier like an 'icicle' fell straight towards her.

"Ah~"

Han Jiaren raised her arms to block her face, and instinctively fell backwards.

The next moment, a firm and powerful warmth surrounded her, and there were strange collisions and clangs in her ears.

"Beauty, are you okay?"

A voice of concern came, and Han Jiaren lowered her arms and opened her eyes full of fear.

His handsome and secure face was full of concern, and he knelt down on one knee, with the other knee just touching his back, his broad body in front of him, where the chandelier fell.

"President~"

Tears welled up in Han Jiaren's eyes instantly, "Are you okay, did you hurt anywhere?"

Standing up, Han Jiaren checked his body anxiously, wanting to know if he was injured, Li Zhenyu smiled slightly and was about to get up.

But just as he was about to straighten his legs, Chengchuan frowned because of the wound on his lower back, "Hiss~"

"What's the matter, Oppa, where is it... here?"

Seeing the place he was covering with his hands, Han Jiaren hurriedly knelt down and lifted up her shirt, "Ah!"

A five or six centimeter long bloody mouth was slowly oozing out at this moment, and the inside of the white shirt had also been dyed pink, if it was slower it could be seen from the outside.

"How to do how to do."

Han Jiaren was in a daze for a moment, the tears in her eyes could no longer hold back.

While crying, he looked around and soon saw the medical kit in the corner, "Oppa, wait, I'm going to get the medical kit."

Standing up in a hurry, Han Jiaren didn't notice the wires falling across the middle of the floor, and her overstretched steps happened to step on the wires.

"Ah, bang, bang~"

The lights went out, and Han Jiaren was lying on the floor with a piece of skin scratched on her knee.

"Beauty, are you okay?"

"No...it's okay, Oppa, just wait."

Enduring the pain and getting up, Han Jiaren wanted to find her mobile phone for lighting, but remembered that she had changed her costume during the filming, and her mobile phone was placed on the reclining chair behind the monitor outside.

Groping in the direction of memory, Han Jiaren successfully found the medical box.

When I came back, I used my feet to test like a blind man's stick, and my vision gradually adapted to the dark light.

thump.

Putting down the medical box, Han Jiaren opened the lid and looked for alcohol and gauze inside.

"You just hit it, is it serious?"

"I'm fine, I just hurt from the fall, Oppa, turn around, I'll disinfect you first."

Obviously he was injured, there was such a cut, and blood was flowing down the lower back.

He actually cared for the first time, whether he was injured by the fall.

Han Jiaren's heart warmed up, her tone and movements became gentle and delicate, "Ouba, turn around a little bit, I'll help you take off your clothes."

If you pull the wound with your hands, it will be pulled, so it is better to take it off directly.

Anyway, it's pitch black and nothing can be seen here, 'I'm here to disinfect him, like a doctor and a patient. '

Helping him take off his white shirt, Han Jiaren knelt on the ground and used alcohol and gauze to clean the wound on his lower back.

After wiping off the bleeding blood and pressing the wound with gauze, Han Jiaren picked up the medical tape and found that she didn't have any extra hands to tear it off.

"Let me do it!"

It was torn off according to the length she said, and the two of them cooperated to complete the dressing of the wound.

Li Zhenyu shook his shoulders and said with a smile: "It's done well, I can't feel the pain anymore."

"How is it possible~"

Han Jiaren murmured, how could such a long wound not be felt, she was clearly comforting herself.

At this time, is he still taking care of his mood?
"Show me your legs."

Li Zhenyu turned around, sat down facing her, put his hand on her calf and looked down.

On the smooth calf, there is an obvious 'shadow' at the knee, which is the bloodstain from the scraped wound.

"It was clearly scratched, but he said it was fine."

Want to be angry but because you are full of distressed context, Han Jiaren heard a trace of warmth.

'Don't think about it, don't think about it anymore. '

Han Jiaren felt that she was going crazy, what was she thinking?
"do not move."

Putting her injured position in front of her eyes, Han Jiaren had to lie down on her back due to her raised legs.

The scorching breath hit the legs, and the ambiguous breath echoed between the two of them.

'Huchi~huchi~'

Han Jiaren suddenly remembered that the costume she was wearing was a knee-length denim skirt.

From this angle, he could see everything.

'How is it possible to see in such a dark place? '

Thinking that there was no light here, Han Jiaren felt relieved again.

Just as she was thinking wildly and becoming more and more confused, a ray of light suddenly shone on her, "Boss, are you okay?"

With a vigilant expression on his face, Jin Zhengshuo stuck his head into the room and looked around, making sure that there was no danger before he walked in.

"It's okay, Driver Jin, turn your head away."

"Inside."

While Li Zhenyu was speaking, Kim Jong-suk also saw the situation in the room clearly.

It seems that he came at the wrong time.

But it is obviously more inappropriate to leave now, Kim Jong-suk can only turn around awkwardly in the form of a "tool lamp", holding the flashlight backwards so that the light shines in front of the boss.

At the same time, it also allowed him to see the scenery in front of him at a glance.

(End of this chapter)