Zhong Xiaoxiao worked very hard. Among the people saved by Xia Yunshu, except lacrosse, she only studied and graduated in two years. She returned to Yucheng to seize the power of her father, and her father was put in prison by her.
Huang Tu entertainment, which she is now in charge of, is the industry left by the Zhong family.
However, Huangtu entertainment did not do so much a few years ago. Now Huangtu entertainment has such a great influence. It is all the achievements slowly made after Zhong Xiaoxiao took over.
When she took over Huangtu entertainment, she signed the lacrosse. As for Jiang Tong, they returned home a year ago and signed Huangtu entertainment. Jiang Tong came back to avenge her and help Zhong Xiaoxiao take the lead.
The success of Huangtu entertainment is due to the proper management of Zhong Xiaoxiao, which is closely related to the influence of lacrosse Jiang Tong in the entertainment circle.
The youngest promising movie stars and actresses in the entertainment circle are all from Huangtu entertainment. It is conceivable that Huangtu entertainment plays an important role in the entertainment circle.
Such a Zhong Xiaoxiao could not help but red her eyes when she saw the wound on Xia Yunshu's shoulder.
The feelings between them can be explained in a few words.
The lacrosse brought the warm water over. Seeing Xia Yunshu's wound and Zhong Xiaoxiao's red eyes, he paused, and his warm face was a little cold.
"First, simply help Yunshu clean it." He said to Zhong Xiaoxiao.
The blood dyed the dress red. At this time, the sleeves were torn off. The exposed arms and shoulders were stained with blood, and the blood did not stop completely.
Zhong Xiaoxiao calmed her mood, took the handkerchief dried by the lacrosse and slowly wiped it for Xia Yunshu.
Just wipe around the arm and wound, and didn't touch the wound. Zhong Xiaoxiao still couldn't help asking, "does it hurt? If it hurts, I'll wipe it gently."
"Xiaoxiao, I'm not so delicate." Xia Yunshu's tone showed some helplessness.
Can't you help it? Zhong Xiaoxiao burst into tears.
Then look at the lacrosse and Qi Yue who took the medicine box. They are nervous and stare at her tightly.
What a big deal.
For her, it's not an injury at all.
Once, it was common to hurt her.
Constant gunshot and knife wounds, countless lives hanging on the line.
"What does this have to do with whether you are delicate or not? It's normal to feel pain after such a heavy injury. No one stipulates that people who feel pain must be delicate."
Zhong Xiaoxiao's eyes turned red again.
Why not be delicate.
No matter how strong she is, she is only an 18-year-old girl.
The 18-year-old girl of other families, let alone so badly injured, is wronged. It is estimated that she will hide in the arms of her elders and cry.
It's good for her that she doesn't even frown at such a bloody wound.
Zhong Xiaoxiao is not a person who likes to complain, but at this moment, she just can't help complaining about the injustice of fate.
It's also an 18-year-old child. Why can some people act like spoilers to their parents? They can't suffer any grievances, but some people have to support themselves even if they suffer such a heavy injury.
This is the first time Zhong Xiaoxiao has such an emotion.
When she was eighteen and had a hard time, she didn't complain like this.
Wipe around the wound and change Qi Yue to apply medicine. Zhong Xiaoxiao gives up his position. The wet handkerchief in his hand is picked up by the lacrosse. Zhong Xiaoxiao stands there and looks at Xia Yunshu.
Said: "Yun Shu, you are only 18 years old. You can shout pain. There is no need to carry everything alone. There are still us. In the past, our ability was not enough and we all relied on you. Now you can also rely on us. How can we say that we are all a few years older than you."
"You have us. You're not alone."