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"Is the porridge ready?"

"Send it up to your wife. "Since that's the case, I'll make some porridge for my wife to moisten her lips every now and then. Also, don't cook your porridge too sloppily."

Nanfeng Haozhe looked at the porridge in her hands, and after hearing from the nanny that this was something that was easy to explain, he did not care about it, and turned around to walk out of the bedroom, allowing the nanny to take care of Han Yao.

In the study room, there were many books on the shelves. Most of them didn't look new, but they were old books. All of these things were things that he had learned since he was young. At that time, Nanfeng Haozhe's father had always bought him many books on economics, forcing him to read them.

When Nanfeng Haozhe first started reading, he was only a few years old, he could not understand the economics behind the book at all. However, his father wanted to force him to look. Even more outrageous was his mother. Every time she didn't finish, she wouldn't even give him food to eat.

The repressed study room caused Nanfeng Haozhe's mood to become even more oppressive.

With a "Hua" sound, he threw all the books on the shelf down.

The loud noise also caused Han Yao to ponder for a bit, and the head guard downstairs thought that something had happened, and immediately climbed up the stairs, standing outside he asked in concern, "Young Master, do you need help?"

"Scram!"

Nanfeng Haozhe bellowed, and then smashed his fist on the glass window!

The glass window shattered with a clang.

The glass fragments fell, and a lot of them directly stabbed into the back of Nanfeng Haozhe's hand. Blood flowed out, it was a shocking sight to behold.

The nanny next door, who was feeding Han Yao, couldn't help but shiver.

Nanfeng Haozhe, what's going on today?

"Young Master, there's a Miss Jiang at the entrance looking for you."

Nanfeng Haozhe looked at the mess on the ground, rolled his eyes in annoyance, and said coldly, "Let her in."

At this time, Jiang Ruxue came to find him in the middle of the night. He wanted to see what other tricks she could create.

Walking out of the study, Nanfeng Haozhe did not care about the injuries on his wrist, he lit up a cigar, looked at the room next door, and then spoke to the nanny: "Clean the room next door."

Then he walked softly into the room.

The smell of smoke, or rather, his footsteps, startled Han Yao. She coughed lightly, and Nanfeng Haozhe quickly retreated out of the room.

"Yao'er, you're already unconscious, and you're still being so sensitive to me … How much do you hate me? "

Nanfeng Haozhe's face showed a never before seen sense of defeat, and anyone who saw him like this would not be able to help but feel pity for him. Actually, what he wanted was very simple, he just wanted Han Yao to be completely obedient. Why couldn't this little girl be more obedient?

"Young Master, Miss Jiang has entered."

"Okay, let her wait in the living room."

When Nanfeng Haozhe went downstairs, blood flowed from his arm. He casually pulled out a bandage and took out the glass fragments on his arm, then quickly bandaged it.

Jiang Ruxue was wearing a white suit and skirt, high heels and a mink cape. Even though it looked a bit furry, it matched well with her temperament as a young miss.

"What are you doing here?"

"Are you hurt?"

Jiang Ruxue walked up and snatched the bandage from Nanfeng Haozhe's hand, then said to the security guard beside him: "Hurry and get the medicine box."

The security guard looked at Nanfeng Haozhe, but he did not stop him.

Jiang Ruxue quickly received the medicine chest and opened it. Then, she quickly took out the iodine and various other things inside and bandaged Nanfeng Haozhe Hao's body.

"How old are you, and why are you still injured? "Hao Zhe, you were always naughty when you were young. Every time you got hurt, I would always bandage you. Do you still remember?"

After Jiang Ruxue finished speaking, she gently raised her head and looked at Nanfeng Haozhe with a smile that was filled with stars.

Thinking back to when he was young, Jiang Ruxue had indeed often accompanied her at her side, because at that time, other than Jiang Ruxue, no one else would dare to come to her house to play.

He didn't know why, but maybe Shen Limei had liked Jiang Ruxue since she was young, which was why she allowed her to come to the Nan Feng family to play.

"That's enough. If you have something to say, just say it."

Jiang Ruxue looked at the security guards, Nanfeng Haozhe indicated for them to stand down, then sat on the sofa. She leaned her body back, picked up the red wine on the table and drank.

"Hao Zhe, don't drink so much. It's not good for your health."

Jiang Ruxue wanted to snatch the wine cup away, but Nanfeng Haozhe dodged him lightly. What he wanted to do, no one could stop him.

had no choice but to watch Nanfeng Haozhe drink alone.

One cup after another.

Nanfeng Haozhe drank another two bottles, and in the end, Jiang Ruxue was still sitting beside him, obediently pouring wine for him. The stars in Nanfeng Haozhe's eyes twinkled, and even though he wanted to look at the people around him clearly, there were always vague shadows.

"Yao'er …"

He extended his slender finger and gently traced across Jiang Ruxue's face, as if he was looking at Han Yao's figure. The corner of Jiang Ruxue's mouth twitched as she allowed Nanfeng Haozhe to stroke his little face.

"Yao'er, come here and let me hug you …."

Once Jiang Ruxue took off the jacket on his body, he obediently walked to Nanfeng Haozhe's side, and then sat on his thigh with both of his hands lightly wrapped around's neck.

"Yao'er, you're being good today. You know what? If you were so obedient every day, I wouldn't bully you, I would only love you even more. "

Hearing Nanfeng Haozhe's words, Jiang Ruxue's finger went into her palm, but she maintained her pretty smile. It doesn't matter, even if she treated herself as Han Yao now, it still didn't matter.

Sooner or later, she would get everything back.

"Yao'er …"

Nanfeng Haozhe muddle-headedly carried Jiang Ruxue, and then walked towards the stairs.

This was the first time Jiang Ruxue carried Jiang Ruxue upstairs, and it was even to her villa. It was her first time in this villa and also her first time seeing so many security guards …

"Young … "Young Master..."

Just as they walked into the living room, the nanny came out to clean the broken glass. She nearly bumped into two people and immediately lowered her head in apology.

Nanfeng Haozhe did not mind, but Jiang Ruxue glared at the little nanny and scolded her to leave, afraid that she would miss out on another person's good fortune.

Nanfeng Haozhe looked at Jiang Ruxue, laughed and pinched her chin, saying naughtily, "Yao'er, what's wrong with you? Are you unhappy? "

"Nope."

Jiang Ruxue shook her head lightly, and revealed her signature smile again.