Bringing the Nation’s Husband Home

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Xu Jiamu did not say anything. First, he quietly pulled out his hand that was caught by the car door, and then handed the car key to the doorman lightly: "Trouble stopping me, thank you."

When the doorman took the key, Xu Jiamu turned and walked into the Beijing Hotel.

Xu Jiamu stood in the elevator, staring plainly straight ahead, but the intact hand quietly touched the other hand that had just been clamped, which was covered with deep purple bruises. The bitter pains, but these pains are less than one tenth of the pain in his heart.

Obviously determined to forget, to quit the habits related to her in life, but when she noticed her, she couldn't help staring at her, but only staring at her By the way, he was not even qualified to simply say hello to her.

One day, he will also change his habit of staring at her.

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At the dinner, Xu Jiamu was personable and polite, whether he was a familiar or unfamiliar person, as long as someone came up to talk to him, he would smile and be very patient and greet for a while, showing perfect To be impeccable.

There are indeed a lot of celebrities who have come to chat with him actively. Among them, there are one or two young women who have always focused on him. They have also created opportunities at the banquet and met him several times.

In the past, Xu Jiamu didn't pay much attention to these women, but tonight, when the women greeted themselves, he returned to them with a gentleman's grace and smiled, or drank a drink.

Halfway through the banquet, Xu Jiamu walked towards the quiet balcony and lit a cigarette. Halfway through, the glass door behind him was suddenly pushed open and someone walked in.

Xu Jiamu turned his head subconsciously and saw a young woman.

When the woman saw someone on the balcony, she froze for a moment, then smiled apologetically: "Sorry, I don't know anyone here."

Xu Jiamu didn't say anything, but just extinguished the smoke in his hand, walked towards the banquet hall, and gave the balcony to the girl who came out to breathe.

When Xu Jiamu reached out to pull the door, the girl suddenly stared at his finger and whispered: "Sir, your hand seems to be very serious, is there any medicine?"

Xu Jiamu glanced at his swollen fingers pinched by the car door, turned his eyebrows calmly, glanced at the girl, nodded slightly at her, expressed gratitude and care, and opened the door.

The girl took out a salve from the bag she carried with her, and handed it over: "This salve is very useful for removing blood stasis and reducing swelling. Give it to you."

Xu Jiamu didn't pick it up, but he looked up again, paying special attention to the girl. It wasn't a pretty look. Even with makeup on, she still looked a little mediocre.

The girl was a little embarrassed by Xu Jiamu. She might realize that she was just too enthusiastic, so she smiled shyly and explained in a low voice: "Sorry, I am a doctor. I saw someone injured, conditional. There will be such a response."

With that said, the girl would lift the ointment in front of Xu Jiamu and take it back.