Almighty Little Secretary, She is Flirtatious and Arrogant

Relatively silent, the silence was solemn.

Like a heavy mist.

Pressing on my heart, covering up the panic and fear seeping out from the bottom of my heart.

But he couldn't control it and spread quietly.

It's been a long time since I've seen such a person appear.

As tall and straight as a pine and cypress, both his face and body exuded a unique condensed texture.

He is silent about happiness and anger, and cannot differentiate between good and evil.

present

Three women and a man stood facing each other across a hospital bed.

The man was holding the bag with one hand and looking at the woman sitting in the middle of the hospital bed with a smile, as if he were refreshed by the spring breeze, without any evil intentions.

But just like this, it is even more uneasy.

Jiang Mingyu shuddered a little. The man opposite him had a strong sense of erosion. At the same time, the looming anger hidden in the smile made her confused.

She couldn't think clearly and couldn't understand what it was about herself that had angered him.

Is it just because of the last confrontation in the office?

If this is really the case, it would be too stingy.

At this moment, the man finally spoke and said slowly,

"Can you two step aside for a moment? I have something to talk to Miss Jiang."

"Mr. Sheng, what is your purpose for Ming Yu?"

Feng Wanlu resisted, looking straight at Sheng Hao, who was standing in front of her with a kingly aura, but refused to give in at all.

Xia Wan had a wary look on her face, and her cold eyes were full of chill. Although she didn't speak, she looked at Sheng Hao with the same fearlessness.

"I'm just concerned, you two don't have to worry so much.

After all, if anything goes wrong with you, those three men... I'm afraid they won't let me go easily. "

As he spoke, Sheng Hao lowered his head and played with the cufflinks on his wrists.

The rare pure sapphire exudes dazzling fire, even if it is hidden in the wooden buckle, it still stands out.

Just like what Sheng Hao said in an understatement, retreating in order to advance does not mean giving in at all.

If you look closely, the threatening emotion is more obvious.

At this time, Jiang Mingyu, who had been silent until now, finally spoke. He looked at Sheng Hao and said word by word to the two people next to him,

"Wanwan, please take Lulu out first."

"Ming Yu, no, you can't be alone with him."

Hearing this, Feng Wanlu, who was still barely calm, immediately stopped.

He turned around and grabbed Jiang Mingyu's hand, shaking his head vigorously.

"Lulu, it's better to listen to Ming Yu."

However, Xia Wan suddenly stood up, took a deep look at Sheng Hao, then walked to Feng Wanlu and held her wrist.

"Don't get excited, you still need to rest."

Feng Wanlu paused, then sighed forcefully, and had no choice but to compromise,

"Well Mingyu, be careful and call me if you need anything."

"Mr. Sheng won't do anything. As he said, Ming Yu is not alone. Let's go."

After Xia Wan said something with unclear meaning, she took Feng Wanlu and left the room.

At that time, Sheng Hao smiled indulgently, turned around and walked aside, poured a glass of warm water for Jiang Mingyu, handed it over, and said at the same time,

"You don't look good. What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"..."

Jiang Mingyu didn't speak, just looked at Sheng Hao, his guard still on.

But equally, she couldn't figure out what was going on in this man's mind.

Now he treats her like an old friend, without any restraint, and naturally, as if the two have known each other for many years.

On the opposite side, seeing that she refused to take the glass of water, Sheng Hao was not annoyed and just placed the water glass on the small table beside her.

He was sitting on the edge of the bed, but suddenly he raised his hand and stretched it towards Jiang Mingyu...