Chapter 201

Rob was extremely aggrieved by the roar.

He's a little more talkative, but he's all kind-hearted. He knows that the young master is a moron. He never tells his wife what he wants.

Can't he crack it?

He just wants to be a good assistant. Why should he be despised.

"Young master, young lady, I'll see if the doctor has come."

Rob was afraid of more scolding and ran down the stairs.

The doctor soon came up with the medicine box.

Change the medicine in the living room.

Ji Qianchen sits beside him and looks at Ling Xiaohan stretching out his hand. He is very cooperative in cleaning the wound, applying medicine and bandaging for the doctor.

The Potion on his palm didn't seem to hurt at all. He had no expression on his clean face, as if he was just waiting for the doctor to finish all the bandaging procedures.

It seems that doctors often do this kind of dressing, which is very fast and efficient.

After the medication, the doctor retired.

Ji Qianchen grabs Ling Xiaohan's hand wrapped in gauze and even wants to laugh: "do you hurt?"

Then it was her turn to care for him.

"If you hurt, I will."

Ling Xiaohan's pun.

But it is the most moving love words.

She was hurt, she hurt, he hurt.

She loves him, she hurts, he hurts even more.

"I think at this time, we need to take a picture to offer a sacrifice to our difficult husband and wife." Ji Qianchen doesn't want to see Ling Xiaohan's depressed and cold face all day long, deliberately teasing him.

Only when she is happy can he become more cheerful.

"Hard husband, hard wife?" Ling Xiaohan is shocked. How can he feel that he doesn't like the word.

Follow him, will marrying him make her feel aggrieved?

Ji Qianchen points to his right shoulder, his neck and Ling Xiaohan's right hand.

Together, there were three injuries.

"Isn't it hard to have a husband or a wife?"

Ling Xiao cold lips chuckle.

It's the first time he's laughed in days, from the bottom of his heart.

So many things happened, so many things piled up, as if finally ushered in a rainbow after the rain.

Stretch out a hand, pull her into bosom, clasp tightly in bosom, "how, aggrieved?"

Ji Qianchen stayed in his arms and shook his head.

"No grievance. I'm not alone, am I?"

It's the same thing. Isn't that what she always wanted?

Ling Xiao's cold chin is against her small round head, and he opens it with a smile.

Before long, the housekeeper came up and interrupted the harmony between the two.

"Young master and young lady, usually the wife is more secure, and we will not lock the door. It is estimated that today's wife may see her for the first time. She is a little excited, so she will have such a crazy move. Now we have locked the room, and you can sleep safely."

Anti lock?

Ji Qianchen is a little disgusted with the word.

Even if Ling Xiaohan's mother is not in a normal state of mind, she can't be locked in a prison like a prisoner. What do you think of people as?

Ji Qianchen stood up discontented and said: "steward, don't lock the door. You can lock your own door. You are not allowed to lock the door of your wife again. I disagree with you first."

Ling Xiaohan stared at the little woman who stood up bravely and gave orders.

Her carefulness and kindness are like a brilliant flower blooming in his heart.

The Butler looks at Ling Xiaohan, and the final decision must be made by Ling Xiaohan.

Ling Xiaohan nodded, gave the housekeeper a look, and indicated that he would do as Ji Qianchen said.

The next morning.

In the manor after the rain, maple leaves fell again.

Layer upon layer, we can't see the original shape of the road.

Ling mother's spirit is still the same disorder.

Ling Xiaohan has many things to deal with, so he doesn't stay at the manor much.

When he left, Ling Xiaohan specially asked the housekeeper to take care of his mother.

Back to the car in yunjingwan.

Ji Qianchen looked out of the window and held his chin. He couldn't help but ask Ling Xiaohan, "does your mother hate me? Can't I have a fox face? It feels like she hates me. "

Ji Qianchen looks up and takes a look at his face in the rearview mirror.

Pink lips, white melon face, high and small nose, a pair of big eyes.

Facial features are not coquettish. They are just those beautiful facial features that are more beautiful than ordinary girls. They are hard to match with foxes.

Ling Xiaohan sat next to her with a complicated expression. Her thin and beautiful lips raised an upward arc. "Fox spirit, you can't reach these three words."Lean on!

If you don't think she is beautiful enough, just say it. Why do you beat around the bush so much.

No, he didn't beat around the bush. On the contrary, he was very direct and straightforward.

The words hurt her heart.

"Yes, I'm not good-looking enough and I don't have enough IQ. In the future, I will not only lower your child's IQ, but also lower your child's beauty value. Do you have the ability to marry a beautiful one? "

Ji Qianchen pouts his lips and deliberately annoys him.

Ling Xiaohan reaches out, circles her waist and moves her to his side.

Strong people's breath is pouring in.

Ji Qianchen likes his eyes, but at the same time, he is afraid of his ice like black eyes.

Too fierce, too terrible.

"Ling Xiaohan only marries one woman in his life, and it's called Ji Qianchen."

Ling Xiaohan's voice is extremely determined, without any hesitation and hesitation.

Ji Qianchen's heart was quivering.

"Oh, no regrets."

"How to write regret?"

Ling Xiaohan seems to have said to this girl that there is no regret in his dictionary.

So, he didn't know how to write regret, just like he didn't know how to call dad.

"Then why does your mother hate me so much?" Ji Qianchen has a feeling that Ling's mother hates her very much. Otherwise, she will not strangle her again and again. She runs to the room late at night to assassinate her.

"She hates any woman."

Ling Xiaohan raises his lips and murmurs.

Rob, who was driving in front of him, couldn't help saying: "little lady, you don't know. The servants who take care of the lady have experienced many wounds. When I first saw her, I saw a servant beaten to the head and bleeding. When I saw her the second time, the servants were caught by their nails. These servants who really insisted on are worthy of respect Yes. "

"So horrible."

Ji Qianchen smacks his tongue. I dare not ask any more.

By the time we got back to yunjingwan, it was already over ten.

Lingjia villa gate, surrounded by a circle of reporters, dense.

Reporters carrying cameras and microphones kept shouting outside Ling's villa.

The housekeeper with a group of bodyguards stationed at the door, and the crazy reporters circled.

"What's the matter?" Ji Qianchen looks out of the window curiously.

Rob stopped his car not far away. "Young master, young lady, I'll get off first and have a look."