Pampered By Mr President!

She moved suddenly, raised her head slightly, and for a moment, her eyes froze-

The man in front of him stood against the light, and the sun hit his face, setting him with picturesque brows, handsome and gentle. At this time, his black eyes were slightly smiling, and he looked at her motionlessly, his voice was light and nice-

"It would be better to wipe it with this."

The woman in front of her looked at least eighteen or nine years old, with delicate eyebrows and white skin like snow, giving people a very smart and clean feeling.

Upon hearing this, the woman shook her head slightly: "Thank you, no need."

After that, he raised his hand and wanted to put down his sleeves.

"If you are like this, the wound will become inflamed, and if it is serious, you have to go to the hospital."

The woman hesitated.

"This medicine works well. I often bring it with me. You can try it."

As soon as the man's voice fell, the woman realized that the ointment was old.

She nodded and thanked, reached out and took it, gently unscrewed the bottle cap, dangling thick and long eyelashes, squeezed out a little, and wiped the wound on her arm.

Because of her movement, a waterfall of black hair was scattered on one side, revealing her beautiful thin and white back of the neck.

In the center of the snow-white back of the neck, there is a vivid red lotus printed on it, which is very small and delicate.

For a moment, the man squinted his eyes and stared at the **** little lotus for a while, his lips curled up with a seemingly non-existent smile.

After a while, the woman applied the medicine to the wound on her arm, then twisted the ointment, stood up, looked at the man in front of him and thanked politely: "Thank you."

Hearing this, the man smiled disapprovingly: "With a lift, I don't need this medicine now. You have a wound on your body. Hold it and use it. In three days, the wound should be healed."

The woman shook her head slightly: "No need."

Seeing her persistent, the man stretched out his hand to take it, looked at her left foot which was not fully touching the ground, frowned and said, "Your foot is also injured?"

The woman was stunned for a while, and then shook her head: "It's okay, it's just a slap, it's all right after a while."

After that, he picked up the backpack that was on the side, nodded at the man, and wanted to lift his foot and walk away.

At this moment, a rough male voice suddenly came from outside the garden: "Lan Yinyin! You little bitch! You dare to run for me?!"

In an instant, Lan Yinyin, who was about to walk away, froze in place, frowning at the bald man walking towards the garden.

"You! Give me the money right away!" Before the big bald man approached, he fiercely raised his hand and pointed at Lan Yinyin.

Lan Yinyin's hands tightly grasped the backpack in his hand, and stepped back, his eyes were slightly cold: "These money is for my mother's treatment!"

The bald man stood still and sneered: "Your mother has a terminal illness. What can be cured! The money is Lao Tzu's hard-earned money! Why are you taking it secretly! Hurry up!"

Lan Yinyin glared her eyes and took a few steps back: "This is the money my mother earned!"

When the bald man heard this, he was immediately angry: "Hey! You money-losing bastard! I have raised you for so many years! See if I won't kill you today!"

After the bald man said, he stretched out his hand to catch Lan Yinyin.

Unexpectedly, an arm suddenly stretched out in front of him, blocking him.

He paused all of a sudden-

Then, looking at the suit and leather shoes in front of him, the handsome man with extraordinary temperament looked up and down twice, his arrogance disappeared in half, and he said, "Who are you? This is our family affair, you, don't worry about it!"