President Daddy's spoils me too much

"To be frank." Fu Ting got out of the car and opened the door.

Ning Wan was very embarrassed. He slowly raised his hand and tried to squeeze a smile out of his face. "I'm sorry, I just hurt my hand. He made a big deal out of a molehill."

"The wound is very serious and must be treated immediately. Please come with me." The first man seriously looked at Ning Wan's injury and said.

Ning Wan coughed, and Fu Ting followed everyone forward. A man in the crowd said, "it's not the former president Fu anymore. It's such a big show."

And when they heard it, they bowed their heads.

Fu Ting, who had been walking in front of him, stopped. Everyone lowered his head and dared not look at Fu Ting's face.

Fu Ting looks back at the talking girl. Contact with the man's eyes, the girl's face suddenly trembled.

One side of the male doctor pulled the girl's clothes, whispered: "apologize."

The girl swallowed her saliva and tried to keep the same look Why apologize? It's a waste of hospital resources. "

"This is a private hospital, and miss Ning is good friends with President an and miss an. You don't know anything. Don't talk about it."

The girl's face changed slightly and her red lips trembled.

Ning Wan's forehead was covered with sweat beads. He endured the pain and gently pulled the corners of Fu Ting's clothes. "Come on, I'm still in pain."

Fu Ting bowed his head, and his cold eyes suddenly became gentle

After some examination and treatment, the porcelain pieces in ningwan's hands were taken out, and the doctor carefully disinfected them to remind ningwan of the precautions of taking medicine and daily life.

"A sneeze -" Ning Wan rubs his nose, "is there any paper"

"need to be hospitalized?" During Ning Wan's treatment of the wound, Fu Ting held Ning Wan's hand all the time. At this time, he finally let go of it. He drew two pieces of paper from the doctor's desk and tried to wipe them off.

Ning Wan flinched, pulled the wound, grinned with pain, "it's all your fault."

Fu Ting smiled, "yes, it's all my fault."

Bowing his head, he wiped Ning Wan's nose carefully. At this time, Ning Wan's face is hot and wants to find a place to get in.

"Need to be hospitalized?"

The doctor looked down at the list and ignored the interaction. "No need."

"Really not?"

Seeing Fu Ting staring at himself, the doctor changed his face and said, "you can also stay in hospital."

"I don't want to be in hospital." No matter how long it takes, Ning Wan hates the smell of disinfectant in the hospital. She rubbed her nose, pushed Fu Ting, blinked a pair of big eyes and said, "I don't want to be in hospital."

However, Ning Wan's pitiful appearance is like a cute pug, which is very satisfactory to someone. Fu Ting stroked her little head, and her voice was very gentle. "OK, I'm not in hospital."

"Here is the bill of payment."

"OK, give it to me." Fu Ting told Ning wan to stay here in a low voice, and turned to go out.

Ning Wan looked at the doctor. "When will my hand get better?"

"It's going to take a month." The doctor printed out a list of notes and lowered his head to mark the key points on it. "Please pay attention to your diet as required."

A piece of A4 paper is densely written with many words. Ning Wan sighs. So he has to report every few days in this month. He can still eat spicy food, let alone use his hands. What about work? What about design?

When Fu Ting sent Ning Wan back, it was the second half of the night.

Ning Wan got out of the car and asked the question, "why did you suddenly appear when I was injured?"

Fu Ting stood in front of the car and stroked the door. "It's just outside."

"What happened? You're not going to have me watched, are you? " When talking, Ning Wan catches a glimpse of a car in the distance. It seems that Zhang Hongbo's.

"You have a good rest."

Fu Ting gets on the car and walks away. Ning Wan looks at Fu Ting who left in the distance and walks to a white car under a big tree.

I found that Ning Wan came here. Zhang Hongbo in the car lowered his head and played with his mobile phone. It seems that he didn't see Ning Wan.

Dong Dong - ning Wan knocks on the door.

"Old classmates? What a coincidence. " Zhang Hongbo put down the window and didn't mean to come out of the car.

Ning Wan bent over and stared at Zhang Hongbo. "He asked me to watch me?"

"It's not surveillance, it's protection."

"Don't be garrulous, get out of the car!" Ning Wan is pinching his waist with one hand. He wants to have a good theory with Zhang Hongbo.

Zhang Hongbo closed the window and dialed Fu Ting's phone, "yes, it was found Well, OK. "

After a while, Zhang Hongbo drove away.

Ning Wan frowned and watched the white car drive away. When he looked back, he was scared.

In front of the iron gate, Wang Junye stood there in a loose white suit, with a calm face. Looking at Ning Wan's side, "Ning Zong."

"Why are you silent?"

"I just came out."

Ning Wan took a look at him and went inside. Just now, she almost couldn't resist getting angry with him. In the evening, the electricity was cut off again. It was terrible to think about spending a night alone in such a big villa. As she walked inside, she asked, "which room will you rest in?""Next to the study downstairs."

"Building The room downstairs hasn't been cleaned for a long time. It's not very clean. Why not... "

Wang Junye followed Ning Wan slowly, "it's OK, I've cleaned it up."

Now Ning Wan doesn't know what to say. He can't force others to live on the second floor, can he? She walked into the hall slowly and was shocked by the scene inside.

The corners of the hall were full of flashlights, as bright as day. Besides, the mess at the dining table has been cleaned. On the bright and clean table top is a big bowl covered with a blue and white porcelain cover.

Thinking of the good pear soup, Ning Wan felt sorry.

"I'll go upstairs first."

"Your injury..." Wang Junye stood three meters away from Ning Wan and spoke softly.

Ning Wan raised his hand, "it's all right." As soon as the voice fell, she bent over and coughed.

"Pear soup." Wang Junye went to the table and opened the lid.

Light pear soup fragrance slowly came, Ning Wan took a breath, eyebrow eyes laugh, "thank you."

"Just a moment, I'll fill it for you."

Ning Wan sat quietly, watching the man bring the bowl and spoon, and put a bowl in front of Ning Wan. "Please use it slowly."

The sweetness is right and the taste is just right. Ning Wan drank two bowls in a row and praised the king's property in a row. "Who will marry you in the future will enjoy happiness."

Wang Junye has been standing quietly on one side, listening to Ning Wan's words, and slightly reflecting, "what?"

"I said that you have a good craftsmanship, and the people who will be with you in the future will be very happy."

"Thank you." The king's property stood dry and absent-minded when he spoke.

Ning Wan got up to thank you again and turned to go upstairs.

"If you are afraid, you can call me, or maybe..." Wang Junye hesitated for a moment and said, "you can also let Mr. Fu come here..."

After a second of silence, Ning Wan's eyes were sharp, and he looked straight at him. "What do you say?"

"I......"

You wait for him to finish saying, rather Wan way: "later I and his matter, please don't interfere!"

"I see." Wang Junye looks very low with his eyebrows down.