Almighty Little Secretary, She is Flirtatious and Arrogant

"Are you scared?"

"No."

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

"I've seen you."

"Where?"

"On TV, it's pink and very beautiful."

"That's great isn't it."

"yes."

"you are great too."

A series of thumping footsteps seemed a bit out of place in the dilapidated and deserted old building.

It seems that such a fierce sound should not appear in such a lifeless place.

Some homeless homeless people and drug addicts who were sleeping in the room heard the noise and slowly moved to the door of the room, lying on the crack of the door, trying to take a peek at the scene outside.

But he was instantly frightened back by the ferocious looks of the strong men accompanying him.

Soon, the corridor became eerily quiet, and even the sound of snoring disappeared.

At the same time, Jiang Mingyu walked to the door of the room again.

But before he entered, he could already see the light leaking from the house.

She looked around subconsciously, suddenly wondering how such a young child could survive in such a complex environment.

In other words, the human nature of these people living in the gray areas of the city should have fallen to the rootless state. Why and what kind of mentality do they use to let go of such an easy-to-get "money tree"?

While puzzled, Jiang Mingyu also gently opened the door to the room.

But this time, there was no scene like last time where the little guy who seemed to want to die together was waiting at the door tremblingly with a knife.

That scene is still vivid in the tissue paper.

It was also the first time that Jiang Mingyu saw strong murderous intent in a child's eyes.

Although it was just a fleeting moment, it seemed childish and innocent.

But it is truly full of determination.

There may be timidity, but there is absolutely no hesitation.

It's really hard to imagine how this little guy Xu Yifan managed to survive after learning that his father had a terminal illness.

Mr. Xu had said before that the child was introverted and didn't like to talk.

Looking back now, I just feel sad in my heart.

The reason why this child is introverted is probably because he is too preoccupied.

With this feeling of helpless pity, mixed with a little regret and guilt, Jiang Mingyu stepped forward and slowly walked into the house.

The environment of the one-bedroom house is simple and cramped.

There was a musty, damp smell in the air, which was very uncomfortable.

On a shabby fabric sofa in the corner of the room, Jiang Mingyu and his party saw the little boy curled up and sleeping on it.

Xu Yifan.

The coat that had been in his hands was squeezed tightly in an instant.

Jiang Mingyu's eyebrows were knotted, and what was lingering in her heart was the overwhelming self-blame for Xu Yifan.

She had promised his father that she would take good care of the child.

Train him well so that he can become talented.

But Jiang Mingyu didn't do any of this.

She just took the child out of this cage, and then locked her in another cage.

At this moment, the woman stepped lightly again and walked slowly over.

She slowly squatted down in front of Xu Yifan.

Then he carefully covered the child with the coat in his hand.

When the bodyguard following behind wanted to take the boy away, Jiang Mingyu suddenly shook his head and whispered,

"Let me hold him."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to take the child into his arms.

However, the moment her fingers barely touched his neck, the sleeping child suddenly opened his eyes.

After seeing Jiang Mingyu, he was stunned for more than ten seconds and then jumped up suddenly.

While trying to run outside, he shouted loudly,

"I don't want to go back there, I'm not an orphan, I have a family, I have a father!"