Sweetie, your vest is off again!

Chapter 29 She's Nothing!

With a "snap", the crisp sound fell on Secretary Yang's face.

She didn't care about the burning pain on her face, and hurriedly begged, "Miss Jiang, this is Shao Han's psychiatrist, Dr. C, Master Han told me to treat her well, please leave with me quickly, or Shao Han will come I'm going to lose my temper again."

Secretary Yang was pushed back by Jiang Ge

She had never heard that this president's office allowed other people to sit in.

I've never heard of Ye Mohan asking Secretary Yang to take care of others, and she's still a woman.

Out of the jealousy of a woman, Jiang Ge's mind was already dazzled by anger at this moment, and his voice also became arrogant.

"Yang Lin, show me clearly that I am your future president's wife. I will say everything here. When will it be the turn of a little heart doctor to sit in? Come, give me this woman." Blast out!"

Although Wen Nuan's face was in pain, she still maintained an indifferent smile.

The indifferent and ignorant eyes aroused Jiang Ge's anger even more.

She pointed her finger at the warm tip of her nose, and she gritted her teeth, and the words she said were squeezed out from between her teeth.

"Doctor Heart, I've seen a lot of them. They're all a bunch of charlatans who want to seduce Young Master Han with their looks, and they don't even look at who I am!"

Warm and calm, he chuckled.

"Whether I'm a liar or not is up to you to judge, but I'm pretty sure I'm an excellent psychiatrist, but you, Miss Jiang, yelled as soon as you entered the door. This doesn't look like the daughter-in-law of the famous Ye family in the imperial capital. It's you." This 'fiancée' was originally your own claim? Ye Mohan never admitted it?"

These words were like a sharp knife, piercing Jiang Ge's heart.

From the warm eyes, she saw disdain and sarcasm.

This is something she has never encountered since she grew up.

She clenched her fist tightly, her long nails pierced into her palm, and there was a heart-rending pain.

She allowed Ye Mohan to ignore her, and allowed him not to recognize her as a 'fiancée'.

But she couldn't tolerate others mocking her like this.

She picked up the cup of coffee on the table and splashed it on her warm face.

Although the warming action was quick, the coffee was still splashed on him.

Secretary Yang certainly knew the temperature of this cup of coffee.

It was ground by herself and cooked by herself. Even if it was left for a while, the temperature would have to be over 80 degrees.

She was scared out of her wits, and staggered to Nuan Nuan's side, "Dr. C...C, you...I..."

Yang Lin was already incoherent and didn't know what to do.

This is the person Young Master Han ordered her to take care of.

Fortunately, that person was not only slapped, but also coffee was splashed all over her body. She is in a rhythm of dying!
Just when she was about to take a paper towel to wipe warm, she felt a big hand grabbing her arm and throwing it behind her.

Then I heard the voice of a devil who seemed to come out of hell.

"Is this how you take care of her?"

Seeing the coffee on Nuan Nuan's body and the red and swollen palm prints on his face, Ye Mohan didn't need to think about what happened just now.

He immediately picked up Wen Nuan and yelled at Yang Lin, "Medical kit, ice pack!"

Nuannuan was carried into the bedroom by Ye Mohan and placed on the bed.

A trembling voice sounded above Nuan Nuan's head, "Nuan Nuan, I'm sorry!"

Then, I heard the sound of the shirt being torn.

There was redness and swelling under the white neck, and there were some tiny blisters.

Ye Mohan's hands trembled a little, he picked up his shirt from the hanger, and put it on his warm shoulders, his eyes were full of pity.

He got up to open the door, and saw Jiang Ge and Yang Lin standing at the door shivering.

Ye Mo stared at Jiang Ge with cold eyes, "Did you hit her face? Did you spill the coffee?"

The voice was like a curse, and Jiang Ge was so frightened that he lost the hostility just now, and his lips kept trembling, "Han... Young Master, yes... I'm sorry, I..."

Before she finished speaking, she heard a 'slap', and a slap fell on Jiang Ge's face.

Before Jiang Ge could react, another slap followed, making Jiang Ge's eyes full of gold stars.

"Don't think that I don't hit women. You touch someone you shouldn't. This is just a warning. Next time, I will make your life worse than death!"

Ye Mohan completely ignored Jiang Ge's reaction, took the medicine box from Yang Lin's hand, and threw a sentence, "Throw this woman at the gate, from now on, whoever dares to let her in again, don't blame me for being rude!"

Ye Mohan exuded an icy chill all over his body.

No matter how painful Jiang Ge's face was, no matter how sad the prohibition order made her feel, at this moment, she didn't dare to make any sound, and was taken out obediently by the bodyguards.

The moment the door was closed, Ye Mohan's arrogance was immediately extinguished, and tenderness and distress remained in his eyes.

He opened the medicine box, took out an ice pack, wrapped it in a towel, and applied it gently on his warm face and neck.

"Why don't you fight back?"

Ye Mohan stared at the blisters on Wen Nuan's neck and made a sound.

He knew that with his warmth, none of the hundred Jiang Ge could match him.

Warmth remained expressionless.

Although there were bursts of burning pain on her face and neck, it was far from the pain in her heart now.

She lowered her eyes, pursed her lips, and said calmly, "She is your fiancee, and I don't want to cause trouble for you."

"she is not!"

Before the warm voice finished, Ye Mohan hurried to speak.

The cold eyes stared at Wen Nuan's seemingly out-of-focus eyes, "She's nothing! My Ye Mohan's wife, it's not my turn to be chosen by others!"

Nuannuan was suddenly stabbed by his words.

The focus of the eyes slowly settled on Ye Mohan's face.

From his eyes, she understood the determination of what he said just now.

Ye Mohan's expression gradually softened, and the coldness from the ice pack made his warm face less painful.

Ye Mohan's words slowly eased her aching heart.

"Nuannuan, that woman is really nothing. My father wanted to increase my strength through marriage, but I never promised. Do you trust me?"

Ye Mohan's almost pleading tone made the warm heart a little sour for an instant.

She tried her best to cover up the moisture coming out of her eyes, without raising her eyelids, she said lightly, "I'm just your heart doctor, as long as these things don't affect your condition, I won't interfere."

Then, on the cold little face, forced a faint smile.

It's just that smile, in Ye Mohan's view, it was like a sharp knife piercing his heart.

The knife stirred back and forth on his heart, and the pain quickly spread to his limbs.

At this moment, Ye Mohan wanted to tell Wen Nuan loudly, the most sincere thoughts in his heart.

But now, he couldn't even figure out what kind of emotion he had for her.

Ye Mohan stared at Nuannuan for more than ten seconds, then took out the burn medicine from the medicine box, dipped a cotton swab in the medicine, and rubbed it on the small blister layer little by little.

(End of this chapter)