Pampering Little Wife: President, Please Be Moderate

Chapter 57 You Can't Do It
"Are you sure?" Lu Juansheng raised his head, glanced lightly at Shang Yan, and said with a smile on his face.

Then there was no more, Shang Yan stood aside and cried bitterly, Lu Shaogang's eyes were too scary, what should I do, I will be sent to a remote area to do coolies.

Glancing at the gloating face of the person who got out of the car behind, Shang Yan only felt that the baby was suffering.

He was just worried about the injury on Lu Shao's arm. He was really kind. Why was God so cruel to him?

Lu Juansheng picked Ye Zhen up from the car and strode towards the room.

Ye Zhen suddenly opened her eyes, still a little sleepy and confused about the situation.

"Lu Juansheng, what are you doing?"

Seeing the surprised eyes of the butler following up, Ye Zhen was about to cry, why is he crazy?

"You are not injured, let me carry you in!" The tone of course.

"Oh, no..." Ye Zhen's expression changed suddenly, "You can't do it, didn't you hurt your arm? Put me down quickly!"

The blood vessels on Lu Juansheng's forehead couldn't help but jump, no way...

This woman is really in need.

Lu Juan captured the smile, lowered his head and looked at Ye Zhen wantonly, with aggression and danger like a beast, "I can't?"

Ye Zhen felt the blazing anger in his eyes, couldn't help swallowing, and explained stutteringly, "I mean, I'm afraid your injury will be worse."

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she felt a little weird. Now that she understood the meaning of the words, Ye Zhen wanted to slap herself a lot, and said this one because she said it was not good.

For this man whose masculinity is suspected, any explanation is pale and powerless.

"Really?" Lu Juansheng hummed two syllables from his throat.

"Yes, let me go." Ye Zhen's face was full of worry, pretending that she didn't know anything.

"Oh, don't let go."

"You..." Ye Zhen was so choked that she didn't know what to say.

Lu Juansheng glanced at Ye Zhen, the deep meaning in his eyes made Ye Zhen want to find a hole to drill into.

"Is Deng Ziqin here?"

"Doctor Deng is already waiting up there." The butler who had been standing aside looked at Ye Zhen carefully and quickly replied.

Lu Juansheng didn't answer, he just quickened his pace and arrived upstairs soon.

Gently put Ye Zhen on the sofa, then silently sat beside Ye Zhen, raised Ye Zhen's hand to Ye Zhen's right.

Only then did Ye Zhen notice the man sitting in the other direction.

He looks about 27 or [-] years old, with short hair, the collar of the white shirt is slightly open, and the cuffs of the shirt are rolled up to the middle of the arms, revealing wheat-colored skin, deep eyes, high nose bridge, and sexy lips.

In particular, he also has a gentle temperament, which makes people feel good.

"Lu Juansheng, I said you called me to this place where no birds lay eggs in the middle of the night, don't you tell me that it's just to show this lady that little injury on her hand?"

Dr. Deng, who was sitting quietly at first, became irritable when he saw Ye Zhen's hand.

"Correct."

Lu Juansheng cast a glance at Deng Ziqin, and gently rubbed Ye Zhen's hand, not paying attention to his anger at all.

Deng Ziqin leaned close to Ye Zhen's arm and took a closer look, then looked Ye Zhen up and down, and then squinted at Lu Juansheng.

"Yo~, I can't see it, Lu Juansheng, you usually look serious, but you are so beastly when you are not good enough."

Then he said to Ye Zhen with a smirk: "Sister, did he force you, or else follow my brother, I am the most considerate girl."

(End of this chapter)