Secret Lovers of Senior Officials: Alipay for Marriage

Dr. Xu came with a medicine box, looked at it, and took care of it briefly, only saying that it was a slight scratch.

Wang Donglin asked if she might have a concussion, and Dr. Xu took a closer look and said that it would be best to take her for a film.

Wang Donglin pondered for a while, then shook his head.

Dr. Xu didn't say anything more. No matter what strange things happened in this big mansion, he would never be surprised. Over the years, he has come here so many times that he can't remember them. This time, it was really the best. Insignificant.

The only exception was that the injuries of the women he had seen before were completely different from this kind of falls.

Moreover, this woman is tightly wrapped.

Even San Shao's face showed nervousness for the first time, and he walked around staring for a long time.

However, he still dutifully reminded: "Mr. Wang, brain problems can be big or small, it's better to go for an examination. If there are any sequelae or the like, it's hard to say."

"No, let's go."

Wang Donglin handed him a written check, and when he saw the amount, he was slightly surprised, only to hear Wang Donglin say in a deep voice, "Don't mention this to anyone."

"Thank you, Mr. Wang, I have never been a talkative person."

Dr. Xu left, and Wang Donglin's flames had already been extinguished. He just glanced at Yan Xixi, who was still unconscious, and left resentfully.

On Friday, Huang Xiaojue got off work very late.

He returned to the community, parked his car, and was about to walk home when he saw a familiar luxury car parked next to him.

The owner of the car saw him, got out of the car, and handed over a check with a very arrogant expression: "This is to pay you back carefully. Fifty thousand is the principal, fifty thousand is the interest and rent, and the remaining one hundred thousand is your past years. Compensation for her care. Huang Xiaojue, from now on, you are not allowed to pester Yan Xixi's whereabouts again."

Huang Xiaojue didn't even look at the check, grabbed his collar and said angrily, "Where did you hide Xixi? Where is she? You can't hurt her..."

Wang Donglin smiled and pushed him away: "Wan, buy out your past. Huang Xiaojue, listen carefully. From now on, Yan Xixi has nothing to do with you."

Huang Xiaojue wanted to rush forward again, but the two plainclothes beside Wang Donglin shot him away together.

He struggled hard, but these two plainclothes were obviously from retired special forces, and ordinary people couldn't deal with them at all.

Wang Donglin took a step back and slapped the check on his face in his free time, "Boy, don't entangle me if you are sensible, otherwise, I won't be so polite next time."

As soon as he waved his hand, the two bodyguards let go of Huang Xiaojue, surrounded him into the car, and walked away.

Huang Xiaojue stayed where he was, unfolded the check and looked at it. Mother Huang's distraught voice came from behind: "Son, what's the matter? A gangster threatened you just now? The security guard called us, are you okay?"

Huang's father also chased him out in a hurry: "Xiao Jue, what's going on? Who is it?"

Huang Xiaojue didn't answer, Huang's mother saw the check in his hand, she took it, looked at it in surprise, and gradually understood, "Yan Xixi returned it to you?"

Huang Xiaojue kept staring at the leaving direction of the luxury car, even though he couldn't see anything.

Father Huang said in a deep voice, "It's fine if you break up. Xiaojue, we can't afford to mess with this kind of person. From now on, don't go looking for Yan Xixi again, she has nothing to do with you at all."