Chapter 6 Mr. Jing, I'll Take You Home

Daisy reacted quickly to pull him. However, how could a woman with small strength like her hold a strong man?

The strong masculine scent came to her. She just felt the smell of another person in her breath, with a hint of warmth, and the fragrance of liquor that could not be ignored.

At the moment they fell down to the ground, she suddenly recovered, only to find that her head was being guarded by Jim in his arms. She just twisted her ankle, but as for Jim, in order to protect her, his whole back fell heavily to the ground, even the back of his head was knocked.

"Mr, Mr Jing, are you all right?" She got up in a panic, held his head in horror, and repeatedly confirmed whether he was broken. As his head was knocked heavily just now, which might cause concussion.

His mind was a little vague because of his drunkenness, but now his head was tossed by her, so he felt a splitting headache. He grabbed her wrist and tried to push this unhelpful woman away. However, she suddenly held his face, looked at his eyes seriously.

"Mr. Jing, are you okay? Do I need to call 120? Are there any discomforts, nausea or vomiting? " It's said that people with concussion feel sick and nauseous. She was really scared now.

He stared at her. They were being so close that they could feel each other's breathing.

"I'm fine." He replied in a deep voice, spitting out from his throat, and frowned fiercely, trying to sit up.

Daisy quickly helped him up, and slowly held him into the office. She took a document casually, fanned him solicitously, and repeatedly confirmed uneasily, "Don't you really go to the hospital? Let's see a doctor. Look, the head is not somewhere else, if it is really hurt, it will cause big problem."

"What's the problem?" Seeing that she was making a fuss, he exhaled and leaned back on the big chair. He could finally have a rest.

"I don't know what the problem is, but it's always good to check, or should I call 120?"

"No." Jim stopped looking at her, opened the drawer, took out a USB flash drive, threw it into his pocket, got up and was ready to leave.

He came back specially, just to get this USB flash drive for a business trip tomorrow morning. He had to take it.

"Mr Jing, are you leaving?" She asked.

Jim didn't look back, "Or else? Stay here overnight? "

Daisy followed him, and they entered the elevator. When Jim pressed the negative first floor, her heart jolted.

After a while, the elevator arrived at the first floor. Seeing that Daisy didn't mean to go out, he raised his eyebrows, "Don't go?"

She shook her head without saying a word.

When the door closed, Jim asked casually, "So? Do you have a friend come to pick you up? Isn't it the one at noon? "

The incident at noon has become a skeleton in the closet!

She blushed and gritted her teeth, "No."

Seeing that she didn't want to say much, Jim didn't ask any more. When the negative first floor arrived, the two went out one after another. Daisy walked behind him and saw him walk to his black Jaguar as expected, she suddenly opened her eyes widely.

Indeed it's drunk driving, and Mr Jing drove while drinking!

Jim just got on the car, and the front passenger's door suddenly opened before the driver's door hadn't closed yet, and a petite figure jumped in very quickly, sat down, and looked at him solemnly.

Jim was confused, leaned back against the chair, and glanced at her, "What do you mean, you want me to send you?"

She shook her head with her lips pressed and looked at him seriously, "It wasn't you who sent me, it was me who sent you. Mr Jing, don't look at me like this. In fact, I got my driver's license last year. Really, believe me, my skills are good, I have taken the road test once, don't worry, I will be able to take you home safely."

"Oh," Jim said with subtle expression, "Do you want to send me?"

"Yes!" She replied decisively.