The Marriage Game of the Rich Second Generation: Don't play tricks on the black-bellied preside

Sang Miao was also curious about how Lin Shuibi got involved with someone like Long Yejue, but judging from Lin Shuibi's appearance, she seemed to be forced...

Seeing Sang Miao helping Lin Shuibi away from his sight, he didn't say a word, but the cold light in his eyes and the sneer on his lips proved his current coldness.

"Lin Shuibi, I said that as long as you dare to walk out of this gate with Sang Miao, I will make you regret your life. I have already given you a warning. If you regret it, you will have no chance."

A bloodthirsty and cruel smile appeared on Long Yejue's lips...

As soon as she left the door of the house and walked a few steps, Lin Shuibi felt dizzy and fell softly into Sang Miao's arms. Her last memory was Sang Miao's urgent voice calling her...

Seeing the pale Lin Shuibi lying in his arms, Sang Miao felt very distressed. He didn't know how Lin Shuibi got into trouble with Long Yejue, but Long Yejue's coldness and ruthlessness would not allow others to violate him.

Today, Long Yejue's threatening words are still in his ears. He doesn't know what kind of actions Long Yejue will take to retaliate against Lin Shuibi. He can't help but worry about this simple and beautiful girl.

What he is most worried about now is sending Lin Shuibi to the hospital. Her pale face looks like an easily broken porcelain doll.

When Lin Shuibi woke up, it was already the evening of the next day. She slightly fluttered her long eyelashes, slowly opened her eyes, and what she saw was the big static characters on the white ceiling.

She knows, this is a hospital

Thinking of Long Yejue's atrocities against her this morning, Lin Shuibi burst into tears. She hid in the quilt and sobbed softly. She didn't understand why her kindness was rewarded by his revenge.

She and the man named Long Yejue are two people who don’t know each other at all!

Sang Miao bought some porridge for Lin Shuibi, fearing that she would be hungry when she woke up, but when he opened the door to the ward, he heard her crying.

Sang Miao quickly put down the things on his hands, came to Lin Shuibi's side, lifted her quilt, and saw her cute little face reflected in his eyes.

Heartache spread and took root in his heart

"Shui Bi..."

"Senior..." Lin Shuibi threw herself into Sang Miao's arms and cried in grievance.

"Okay, Shuibi, it's okay."

Sang Miao didn't know what to do, so he could only keep comforting her and asking her not to cry anymore. Anyone who encountered what happened this morning would be frightened and overwhelmed, not to mention Lin Shuibi, who was as pure as a white cloud.

Lin Shuibi cried in Sang Miao's arms for a long time. Finally, she had cried enough. The chest piece of Sang Miao's white shirt was also scrapped. He looked at Lin Shuibi helplessly: "Okay, now the clothes are also ruined. You can just cry."

"When you're done crying, just eat something! The porridge I just bought for you, you haven't eaten anything all day, are you starving?"

With that said, Sang Miao gently opened the porridge he just bought, took a spoonful, blew it to cool, and put it into Lin Shuibi's mouth: "Be good, eat!"

His voice seemed to have magic power. Lin Shuibi's eyes were filled with crystal tears. She opened her mouth in a daze and ate the porridge Sang Miao fed her.

Sang Miao is a gentle big boy. He is handsome, sunny, cheerful, gentle, kind and excellent. No one can compare to such a boy. There should be many people like him?