Chapter 2 Chapter 2 Saved Mr. Jim

As soon as the words came out, the man stared at Selina with hawk-like eyes, and threatened in his cold tone: "I can't let a third person know about me here."

Selina immediately came up with many possibilities. The most reliable one was that the man in front of her was a wanted criminal and was being wanted by the police.

Her slight pause was caught by the man, and the idea in her mind was formed within half a second. The man rushed: "Don't worry, I won't live here for nothing. I will leave naturally after a few days to recover from my injuries."

After finishing speaking, he touched the pocket of his black sports pants, took out a wallet and threw it on the table.

"There is some cash in it, which is the rent for living here these days, and my ID card. You can go and find out if I am a wanted criminal who has committed a crime."

Selina glanced at the wallet on the table, and when she saw the eagle head logo on the wallet, she immediately stopped talking nonsense and carefully cleaned the man's wound.

Just kidding, this wallet has already equaled her nearly one-year internship salary.

I don't know if anyone has seen someone robbed with a wallet of tens of thousands of dollars. Anyway, she didn't. All the things in this house are not as expensive as this wallet.

Picture color?

Just because of the injury on his waist, it is still difficult to touch her.

After putting on the MovEstee Lauderat REstee Lauderief Cream, she carefully wrapped the gauze on the man, and said professionally: "Try not to get water on the wound these days, and don't eat beans and other foods that are easy to suppurate."

The man interrupted: "Do you have a change of clothes here?"

Selina was about to answer no, but turned her eyes and said, "Yes, wait a moment."

Then she got up and took a few shopping bags beside the bed, and handed them to him: "See if it fits."

This is her birthday present for her boyfriend Binge Sam, but now that Binge Sam has no news, it is better to let him wear it than to waste it.

After receiving the shopping bag, the man said thank you, and strode towards the next door. Selina groaned and shouted at his back: "There are new toiletries in the cabinet. Be careful not to get water on your wounds. Wash them." After I'm done, I'll bandage it up for you again!"

The man didn't speak, what responded to her was the sound of rushing water.

With delicate brows furrowed, Selina wondered if she had met a strange person, and whether she should call the police and have him taken away. Seeing him walking with wind, the injury on his waist didn't hurt or itch at all!

Sitting down on the sofa, biting the corners of her lips, she lowered her eyes, and a stack of bright hundred-dollar bills suddenly jumped into her eyes, probably taken out by a man through the gap where she turned her back.

Pressed on the banknote is an ID card.

The man's face was dirty, and he couldn't see his face clearly just now. Now he picked up his ID card, and Selina realized that this man was actually good-looking, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, slender red phoenix eyes curled inside and outside, and a straight nose bridge with shallow lips. Thin, half of the exposed upper body is wearing a camouflage military uniform.

If you haven't touched a knife, this face is definitely a good one.

His eyes moved, and his frown deepened a little.

Quain?

military uniform?

He tilted his head, looked at the floor and tried hard to remember, when he suddenly remembered something, he was so surprised that he almost screamed.

I quickly got up and ran to the wooden shelf where the books were placed, and searched for a long time to find a piece of yesterday's newspaper. The front page happened to be the front page news.

The eldest son of the Jim Family, Quain, is about to retire and return to town, and the president of the Jim Security Company, Yves Jim, is even more powerful!

Of the three photos attached under the title, who else could one of them be if it wasn't the man who threatened her with a dagger just now?

My God, Quain? Mr. Jim? !

The man she saved turned out to be Mr. Jim? !

"I'm hungry, is there anything to eat?"

Selina, who was wondering, was suddenly startled by Quain's voice, and hid the newspaper behind her back. She pointed at the kitchen awkwardly: "Yes, I, I'll get it to you."

Quain lowered his eyes keenly, caught a glimpse of the corner of the newspaper behind her, and said coldly, "Thank you."