Refusing to marry the rich family

"Miss Jiang, the wound of your fiance's operation has been wrapped up, but the fragments have scratched his muscles and bones after all, and need to be kept for some time. I'm afraid he can't use his left hand at present."

"So serious?!" Jiang Wanrong frowned and looked at the doctor, "can he recover?"

"As long as you have a good rest and stay happy, it is possible to recover."

"OK, I see. You go down."

"Yes." After the doctor left, Jiang Wanrong immediately scolded the peak next to her, "what do you think of the person? If his hand is injured, don't call the doctor immediately?! now, his left hand can't be used, and he's completely useless!"

"I......" Gao Feng looked innocent and whispered, "I want to call a doctor, but the ninth master dragged him away from being bandaged."

"Why?"

Gao Feng shut up. He didn't dare to say that it was because of the previous live TV broadcast. He clearly called a doctor. Feng Jiu refused to let people come in and bandage until he finished watching the live TV. As a result, the treatment was delayed and the muscles and bones of his left hand were almost broken.

"No, right? I'll ask him!" Jiang Wanrong pushed away the peak and burst into the bedroom. Feng Jiu looked up from the computer. When she saw it, she said in a deep voice, "go out! Who let you in

"This is my home. Do I need to report where I go?" Jiang Wanrong refused.

"Is Miss Jiang reminding me?" Feng Jiu squinted at her. She suddenly felt sharp behind her. She pursed her red lips and weakened her voice. "I don't mean anything else. I just care about the injury on my hand."

"A little injury doesn't bother Miss Lao Jiang."

"You!" Jiang Wanrong frowned and said, "do you have to talk to me like that?"

"What do you want?"

Jiang Wanrong looked at his cold appearance and felt unhappy. She strode forward just in time to catch up with the voice of a woman from the computer.

"My name is Tang duo, Tang Sancai's Tang, flower's duo. I'm 22 years old. I'm a graduate student in Bailin art college, majoring in oil painting..."

Don Duo? This familiar name, familiar voice

Jiang Wanrong looked back and stared at the woman on the screen, almost staring at the flowers!

Isn't she her former rival in love, the second miss of the Tang family?!

"Are you looking at her?!" Jiang Wanrong suddenly remembered that the doctor said that she had been locked out of the door for two hours, which happened to be a regular part of a variety show!

"So what? Get your hands off me." Feng Jiu frowned and looked at her slender hand covered on the computer.

"I said I could ignore what you did with her before, but it doesn't mean I can tolerate you and her in your heart!" Jiang Wanrong was completely angry. She raised her computer and smashed it against the wall.

With a bang, the computer fell to the ground and lost a corner.

As soon as the atmosphere dropped to the freezing point, Jiang Wanrong looked up at Feng Jiu. The moment he stared at him, there was a sense of suffocation and fear of being wrapped around his neck by a snake.

"What are you doing looking at me like that? Is there anything wrong with me asking my fiance to stay the same?"

"There's nothing wrong, but I'm not your fiance."

"You want to go back?" Jiang Wanrong raised her voice.

"What? Did I sign any agreement with you?"

"But you said clearly..."

"I did, but you weren't such a bitch at that time." Feng Jiu said coldly.

As soon as Jiang Wanrong listened, her tone softened again. There was no way. Who made her like him to death?

"What do you want from me?" Her tone is vaguely coquettish, which is really very different from that of the yecha just now.

"Get out. If you still want to get the license, don't let me see you before getting the license, otherwise I may turn back at any time."

Jiang Wanrong felt that her anger had rushed to her head, but when she thought that they would be able to get the certificate in four days, she endured the fire in her heart, smiled and said, "OK, I'll go."

She turned, strode out of the room and slammed the door.

"This son of a bitch, I won't stop until I'm angry!" As soon as she went out, she couldn't help scolding.

"Eldest lady, young master Feng annoyed you again?" The housekeeper asked perfunctorily. In fact, his young lady has hit a nail in Fengjiu no less than 30 times.

Yes, in just three days.

Usually, Jiang Wanrong took the initiative and finally came back with a nose of ashes.

"Who else but him?"

"Don't be angry, elder sister. If you hurt your body, you won't be well. After all, you still have to wear a wedding dress in four days."

"Wear a wedding dress? I'm afraid I'll be so angry before that time." Jiang Wanrong sat down angrily and suddenly remembered something. A trace of cunning crossed her eyes.

"What's the matter, miss?"

"Housekeeper, is there anything more powerful than the goods I asked you to buy last time?" Jiang Wanrong's eyes lit up.

"Well... Yes, I'm afraid your body can't bear it..."

"What are you afraid of? I'm not a child anymore. There's no problem with this pressure! Go now and buy me the best and strongest medicine! I don't believe it. I can't control him!"

"Yes..."

"Wait, come back."

"Do you have anything else to say?"

"Today is a day off for all the maids. Let them pack up and go home and go farther and farther!"

"Today? Is it a legal holiday?" The housekeeper tilted his head and thought for a long time without a clue.

While thinking, someone suddenly kicked him in the thigh.

"Oh, miss, this is..."

"Are you stupid? What if there are women around him and he sleeps with the wrong person this time?"

"I see. My subordinates understand!"

"Understand, don't go quickly?" Jiang Wanrong looked at the figure of the housekeeper leaving, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help rising. "Hum, Feng Jiu, I want you to see. What else can you do without other options this time!"

At that time, the room on the second floor.

Feng Jiu was taking a nap when a black snake climbed in from the door, climbed up his calf, all the way up, and finally stopped in front of him.

Feng Jiu opened his eyes slightly, and his eyes were gentle with those green eyes.

"Xiao Hei, you're back."

"Hiss -" the black snake vomited the snake letter and rubbed Feng Jiu's hand with the snake's head like a spoiled child.

"Don't be coquettish. Say it. What information did you bring back this time?" Feng Jiu smiled and poked her forehead. The black snake suddenly straightened up and leaned close to his ear, hissing all the time.

The smile on Feng Jiu's face gradually disappeared, "Oh? Really? She really has the courage."

"Hiss -" the only answer was the sound of a snake.

"Very good." Feng Jiu patted the snake's head. The black snake climbed out of the wheelchair and huddled at his feet.

"Peak."

Creak, the door opens. The peak came into the door.

"Jiu Ye, are you looking for me?"