The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

Half a day later, the wound was bandaged.

Mu Changying took off her gloves, took off her mask, and put her hands in her pockets.

She looked stern and warned seriously, "Don't touch the water during this period of time."

Fu Huaizheng waved his hand, but he didn't know if he heard it or not. His eyes were still staring at Fu Jiaojiao, as if he were looking at his wife Shi.

Suddenly, he pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose and focused his eyes on Rong Liyuan.

"My foot is injured and I have difficulty moving. I will rest at Rong Mansion tonight."

Hearing this, Fu Jiaojiao shrank back, her big watery eyes filled with uneasiness.

Rong Liyuan nodded and responded coldly, "Yeah."

He stepped forward, took the coat that Mu Changying took off, and took her little hand to leave.

"Yiyi, it's getting late. I also drank. You can't drive while drunk. As a lawyer, you can't break the law. My eldest brother will rest here tonight."

The reason was perfect, and there was no loophole for rejection.

Rong Liyuan's face turned dark, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged faintly.

Oh, you want to compete with him again?

Li Zhiyi ignored his dark expression, her Adam's apple squirmed, and she cleared her throat and said, "Yiyi, my second brother also wants to stay here for one night."

The man's anger was increasing, and it was so sinister that it made people feel depressed.

Feng Niying's mouth twitched, she picked up her bag and hurried out.

It's better not to get involved in this kind of jealousy, lest someone accidentally get angry and get burned.

"Well, there are many guest rooms, you can stay wherever you like." Mu Changying looked at a few people with a smile on her lips and shrugged.

There was no trace of moisture on her face, but there was a hint of worry in her eyes.

These people are easy to arrange, but Xiao Jiaojiao's room is not prepared, and it would be a guest room, which will undoubtedly greatly increase Fu Huaizheng's suspicion.

"Yingbao..."

Rong Liyuan held her little hand and patted it, with a hint of relief between his brows.

Their eyes met, and my heart suddenly became enlightened, and I held his big palm.

Also, Dr. Fu has long suspected it, and it won't change anything. It's better to just let nature take its course.

Fu Jiaojiao raised her head blankly, "Sister..."

Mu Changying stopped and turned to look at her, her eyes filled with tenderness, "Be good, the housekeeper will take you to your room."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Fu Huaizheng casually, and then left the guest room with Rong Liyuan.

This light sentence caused an uproar in his heart.

Everyone left one after another, and Fu Jiaojiao did not dare to take them any further for fear that her identity would be exposed.

She turned around quietly, but was stopped before she reached the door.

Fu Huaizheng leaned on the sofa, his eyes dark, and his face showed a little bit of discomfort at the right time.

"Miss, I was injured because of you, wouldn't it be a good idea to leave me alone?"

As expected, Fu Jiaojiao's body stiffened and she froze in place.

The corners of Fu Huaizheng's lips curled up slightly for a few seconds. His Jiaojiao was the most soft-hearted and could not bear to let him suffer.

Seeing the pain on the man's face, Fu Jiaojiao felt extremely guilty, sniffed and bent down to apologize.

"That's... right... I'm sorry... I didn't mean it."

She just wanted to push away gently, but the power inside her was out of control.

"You don't have to tell me you're sorry, just take concrete actions to express your apology."

Hearing her muffled voice, Fu Huaizheng sighed softly, his heart clenched.

He has no intention of accountability at all, and there is no need to apologize.

"What...what am I going to do?"

"I have difficulty moving, please come and help me to the bed."

"Oh, alright."

Fu Jiaojiao didn't feel anything was wrong. She nodded repeatedly, stepped forward and carefully helped Fu Huaizheng up.