Girl Forced to Marry Her Sister's Husband: The President's Private Treasure

After thinking about it, she turned her head and smiled at the woman: "Then, I'll go first! You should be careful in this mountain forest by yourself!"

"But the injury on your leg..." The woman hesitated to speak.

"It's okay! I still have a car over there. There are some bandaged things in my car, and I'm in a hurry to do something. This little injury is fine! You go home quickly!"

"Then, I haven't written down your phone number yet..."

"We met by chance, no need, you hurry back!"

"Oh!" The woman looked at Huan Yan's back, with a bit of inquiry in her expression.

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Huanyan hurried to Lao Cai's car, but luckily Lao Cai was still there.

I found some bandages and gauze in the medicine box in the car, and simply disinfected and bandaged the wound.

When Lao Cai saw that the young mistress was injured, he muttered, "Young mistress, what are you doing here? How sad the young master is when he sees such an injury!"

"A little injury, it's okay!" She happily changed into a spare pair of stockings.

Lao Cai sighed: "Young Mistress, you must have gone to help others again. You are such a bodhisattva. Hey, fortunately, I am much better now. Come, I will drive you up!"

Ten minutes later, she finally arrived outside the Huo residence.

From a distance, you can see a warm pond, pavilions and pavilions in the courtyard, which has a bit of the charm of Jiangnan gardens.

There are bursts of birdsong from the branches, even in winter, they are melodious and charming.

It's really a unique and quiet place.

Huanyan walked in slowly, and a man in green shirt who looked like a man with advanced martial arts at the door stopped her: "Excuse me, what's the matter here, madam?"

"Oh, please let me know. I am Ye Xiaoyu, the wife of Situ Chenjue. I came here to apologize to Mr. Huo and Mrs. Huo!"

The figure who looked like a bodyguard looked down at Huanyan, seeing that the suit on her body was covered with dust, and there were obvious traces of gauze bandaging on her legs. His eyebrows moved, but he didn't say anything, and went directly to report.

After about 3 minutes, he came out with a much gentler expression: "Mrs. Situ, please wait for a long time! Mrs. Huo and Mrs. please come in now!"

Then, an old woman in a moon-white gown walked over with a smile, leading Huanyan to walk in with her.

Seeing the serene and secluded winding paths, there are hidden caves everywhere, Huan Yan couldn't help praising Mr. Huo and Mrs. Huo for their profound knowledge of oriental aesthetics.

Walking and walking, I finally came to a moon cave door, which must be the main hall of Huo Zhai.

A big plum tree outside is in full bloom.

Huanyan walked in, and saw the combination of Chinese and Western decorations inside.

Beige sofa, crystal curtains, chrysanthemum in a large vase in the corner, but there are several impressionist oil paintings on the blue brick wall.

All of a sudden, as if the wind was blowing away, a little girl ran out of the hall!

This little girl was about five or six years old, wearing a padded jacket embroidered with red plums on a silver and white background, with two twisted braids, and her red head flower made her small face extremely charming.

Wearing a gold necklace inlaid with emeralds around her neck, she looks like the daughter of a wealthy family.

However, her small face was full of savage expressions, she raised her head with her hips crossed, looked at Huanyan and said coldly: "Who are you? What are you doing at our house!"

As soon as Huanyan heard it, she knew that this little girl must be Mrs. Huo's precious daughter.