Di Shao snatches a kiss in the middle of the night: arresting his ex-wife

When she returned to the company, Mu Wanqing was still huddled in the corner, staring blankly at the door with big empty eyes.

Wang Xiaomin frowned, but instead tried to force a smile, and stepped forward quickly, she whispered, "Wanqing, are you hungry?! Your favorite beef noodles."

As she spoke, she passed the noodles over.

Mu Wanqing didn't answer, but just watched quietly.

After a while, she said, "Thank you, I have no appetite."

"Look at how thin you are, and you still don't eat?! How can you do it?! Come on, eat by yourself, and I'll help you with medicine."

As she said that, Wang Xiaomin forcefully stuffed the noodles into her arms, then quickly opened the plastic bag, and took out all the things she bought at the pharmacy.

While cleaning Mu Wanqing's wound with disinfectant, Wang Xiaomin's slender brows frowned deeply when she saw the shocking blood and flesh on the soles of her feet.

When she took the tweezers to help her pull out the shards of glass stuck deep in her flesh, she raised her head and said in a low voice, "Wan Qing, it may hurt a little, bear with it."

With that said, Wang Xiaomin concentrated his energy and was about to do it.

However, as soon as the tweezers touched the glass, the bright red blood dripped down quickly before any force was exerted.

She took several deep breaths, but she didn't have the courage to really pull it out.

When she was a child, she also stepped on the glass. When the doctor helped her pull it out when she went to the hospital, the painful pain is still fresh in her memory.

Mu Wanqing looked at Wang Xiaomin who was so nervous that her forehead and the tip of her nose were sweating, she said in a low voice, "Pull it out, I don't feel any pain."

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When the fifth piece of glass was pulled out, Wang Xiaomin checked carefully and made sure that there was no debris in the wound. Then she took a deep breath, and then quickly helped her apply the hemostatic medicine and anti-inflammatory medicine. After bandaging, Wang Xiaomin took it carefully and considerately. A pair of slippers were put on her **** feet.

When Mu Wanqing saw her, an indescribable strange emotion immediately flooded her heart.

She was very touched and said: "Xiao Min, thank you, you are so kind to me."

When Wang Xiaomin smiles, his eyes will bend into beautiful crescents, and there are a pair of lovely dimples at the corners of his mouth.

She said: "What are you talking to me?! When I first joined the company, I didn't know the rules, I did something wrong, my salary was deducted for three months, and I almost ended up on the street. You were the one who helped me. Back then, what is this today?!"

"Xiao Min..." For a moment Mu Wanqing didn't know what to say, but she just wanted to cry for no reason.

Seeing that she hadn't eaten the noodles, Wang Xiaomin picked them up and fed her with chopsticks: "The noodles are softened, please open your mouth and take a few bites."

Mu Wanqing opened her mouth obediently.

After eating half a bowl, Mu Wanqing couldn't eat anymore.

Wang Xiaomin saw that she seemed a little uncomfortable, so she didn't face her.

Putting down the noodles, she sat down beside Mu Wanqing, and after a long silence, she asked: "An An, is he really the son of the president?! No wonder, when I first met the president, I always felt familiar, as if I've seen it somewhere. Their father and son really look alike."

"..." Mu Wanqing lowered her eyes, but didn't intend to say anything.

Seeing Wang Xiaomin, she cleverly changed the subject immediately. She said, "There is still an hour to go to work, Wanqing, let me take you back."

With that said, she was about to stand up.

Mu Wanqing shook her head: "If he won't let me see An An, I won't leave."

"Wanqing, you really..." Wang Xiaomin frowned, and was about to scold her for being stupid, when Guo Caini's sarcasm sounded piercingly, "Oh Wang Xiaomin, I knew that Mu Wanqing gave birth to a son for the president, so I couldn't wait to start Are you flattering Mu Wanqing?! Tsk~, before flattering, can you polish your eyes a little bit, and evaluate whether Mu Wanqing is worth it before you shoot it? It’s not too late if you flatter like this. It’s okay to be thankless, but if it’s serious, I guess MB won’t be able to survive.”