new wife of the president

Chapter 212

Unexpectedly, she would be misunderstood by the president, and Wen Yan, who was waiting for the bus on the platform, died of depression.But thinking of the president's advice, she unconsciously frowned.


What does it mean to be casual in a relationship between a man and a woman?Amorous?Playboy?Or passionate, with countless female companions?

But for a man as outstanding as him, it's not surprising that he is bothered.On the contrary, it would be even more strange if there were no women around, right?


I'm curious why the president has such an illusion?How could Fan Jiyang like her? She is neither beautiful nor special, and the most important thing is that she has a son... How could such an ordinary girl catch the eyes of that man?

"Ouch!"


While thinking about it, a cry of pain brought back his gentle and fuzzy thoughts.


Looking up, I saw an old man sitting on the ground holding his left ankle, frowning and showing pain.Obviously, he accidentally fell and sprained his foot, but the passers-by around the old man were still coming and going, and no one reached out to help him.He even looked at the old man with strange eyes, and then left indifferently.


The world is hot and cold.Wen Yan sighed and hurried over.


"Old man, is your foot hurt badly? Would you like to call an ambulance first?"


call the ambulance?The old man shook his head, raised his head and refused, "No, no, no need to call an ambulance, I'm afraid to go to the hospital."


Seeing the old gentleman's facial features clearly, Wen Yan was stunned, feeling that this face looked familiar.But she couldn't remember if she had seen it before or if this face looked a bit like someone she knew.


"But you sprained your foot..."


"It's nothing serious. I have special medicine to treat bruises and sprains at home. You can just stop the car and take me back." The old man interrupted her.


"Shall I take you back?" Wen Yan was so surprised.Before he said whether he would like it or not, the old man's brows became even more tangled.


"Oh~ forget it, I know that no one is willing to send a poor old man who is injured home... I'd better take a taxi and go back, anyway, I can still stand on the other foot."


The old man's words made Wen Yan's face heat up.


"Mister, it's not that I don't want to take you home..." Originally she wanted to go to school to pick up Xiaoyou, but now..."Well, since you don't want to go to the hospital, I'll take you back."


After the words fell, she bent down/body to help the old gentleman up.Unconsciously, a sly gleam of success in the scheme flashed across the half-down eyes of the old gentleman.


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When Wen Yan sent the old man back to his home, he realized that this old man with the same surname as Fan Jiyang's family was very rich.


"Girl, is my house beautiful? Do you want a house like this? I can give you one." The old man asked her with a smile.


"Huh?!" Wen Yan stared at the old gentleman flattered, her small mouth opened into an O shape. "Give it to me?"


"Yes, as long as you like, no matter how expensive it is. I can give it away." Anyway, he has a son who can make money, and if he doesn't help him spend more money and deposit it in the bank, it will get moldy.


"..." Wen Yan burst into sweat, and was so shocked by the old man's excessive generosity that he could not speak.


please!Does this old gentleman know what he is talking about?Or are rich people all so weird?She was just sending him home, so why not give her such an expensive gift and even say something that made her scalp tingle?

What do you mean, as long as she likes it, no matter how expensive it is, he can give it to her?Understand that they are strangers so far.Does he have to be so grateful to her?Or, the fall just now made him a little unclear?

Thinking of his wrestling, Wen Yan subconsciously cast her eyes on the old man's legs, only to find that the old man, who used to support most of his body weight with his right leg, is now standing with his legs intact, smiling like he was sprained just now. The pained face shown when he stepped down was even more different.


"Well, your feet... don't hurt anymore?" She asked suspiciously.


The old man's expression froze, and his smiling face immediately collapsed, turning into a gasped moan/groan, "Oh, it hurts, it hurts, Lao Wang, Lao Wang..."


"Here we come, master, what's the matter?" Lao Wang, who came out of nowhere after hearing the miserable call of his master, hurried towards this side.


"I sprained my foot, quickly help me to apply the medicine, and then say hello... Ah, by the way, girl, what's your name?"


"Wen Yan."


"Oh, Miss Wen, just take a look. I'll ask Old Wang to help me in and apply the medicine first."


"Mr. Fan, wait~" Seeing that he was about to leave, Wen Yan called him hastily, "Since someone in your family is taking care of you, I can rest assured. I have other things to do, so I will leave first."


"Hey, no, you can't go. I haven't thanked you yet. Don't go when I come out of the dressing, or I will be very sad." Without giving Wen Yan time to refuse, the old man kicked He jumped out of the living room.The speed was so fast that Wen Yan was dumbfounded, and it took her a while to recover.


This old man can still dance so lively after spraining his foot, his physical strength is really admirable.But Wen Yan always felt something was wrong.The whole thing seemed odd.


Before he had time to think about what was wrong or unusual, he saw Lao Wang walking towards the living room with a cup of tea.


"Miss Wen, our master's foot has just been covered with medicine and it will take a while to get off the ground. Sit down and have a cup of tea first." Old Wang said and put the tea on the coffee table in front of her.


Still have to wait a while?Wen Yan glanced at the time, thinking that Xiaoyou was about to leave school, she couldn't help feeling a little anxious.


"Well, please tell me, I really have something urgent to leave, so I won't bother you."


Lao Wang thought for a while, nodded and said, "Okay, then Miss Wen can leave after drinking tea, and I will tell the master."


As soon as Wen Yan heard that she could leave, she didn't pay attention to why Lao Wang insisted on letting her drink tea before leaving, but raised her head and drank all the tea.But at the moment when she put down her teacup and was about to stand up, a feeling of dizziness hit her brain, and then her vision went dark, and her limp body fell on the back of the sofa, unconscious.


(End of this chapter)