Almighty Little Secretary, She is Flirtatious and Arrogant

Tang family's old house, in the side hall

Jiang Mingyu must have been brought back by Tang Jinchuan in the end.

But at that time, the sinister bird of prey that had not appeared for a long time appeared on Tang Jinchuan's face again.

The whole person seemed to be wrapped in a layer of dark clouds filled with thunder and lightning.

If you relax even a little bit, you will be hit and burned.

Everyone did not dare to speak. They lined up in a row and stood guard not far away.

Jiang Mingyu stayed in his arms, quietly but worried.

When I was young, I looked up at Tang Jinchuan's face full of anger, and there was no possibility of suppressing it.

The brows have always been knotted and have not relaxed along the way.

"Don't do this."

The little secretary really couldn't stand it, but there really was nothing she could do.

He just carefully shook the man's arm and coaxed in a low voice.

At this time, Tang Jinchuan placed her on the sofa, and he squatted down, pulled a cushion over, and gently placed the injured ankle on it.

Not serious, just minor damage.

It was around the time Jiang Mingyu fell that her ankle was scratched by the edge of her high-heeled shoes, and there were some faint blood marks.

But it still filled the man with shocking anger.

"Master, first aid kit."

At this time, Butler Tang thoughtfully sent over a white medical kit, opened it, and placed it on the table next to Tang Jinchuan.

The man's eyes finally softened, and he began to search for some items without saying a word, and began to treat Jiang Mingyu's wounds.

"It's okay, I'm just,"

"Madam, you'd better sit back and relax. After all, you're injured, so you still need to take good care of it. If it gets infected, you'll be in trouble."

Jiang Mingyu only said half of what he said when Butler Tang standing next to him stopped him at the right time.

He really knew Tang Jinchuan very well.

Having watched him grow up since he was a child, I understand him very well whether it is his temper or temperament.

Jiang Mingyu was the love he had finally found, not to mention being injured. If even a hair was touched by someone else, his young master would probably be furious.

Therefore, rather than stopping him from treating Jiang Mingyu's wounds at this moment, it would be more appropriate to follow his inner thoughts and dissuade Jiang Mingyu from accepting his care with peace of mind.

At this moment, Jiang Mingyu finally discovered that after Butler Tang finished speaking, Tang Jinchuan's expression had indeed become more relaxed again.

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Under Butler Tang's instructions, no one stopped or tried to replace Tang Jinchuan's role.

All the servants stood silently, waiting for instructions.

Only Butler Tang dared to come over from time to time and help with a small amount of help.

In this way, after nearly twenty minutes, Tang Jinchuan finally dealt with the small scratch on Jiang Mingyu's skin.

Anti-inflammatory, and gauze was applied.

At that time, the man casually pulled off the tie around his neck, roughly took off his suit jacket, stood up, and glanced at Jiang Mingyu.

In those eyes full of deep love, he reached out his hand, picked the person up, and placed him on his lap again.

Jiang Mingyu's face instantly turned red.

But Tang Jinchuan, as usual, suppressed the anger and irritability in his heart, lowered his head and looked at the scars on her little secretary's ankle again.

Passing by her chest, he didn't care about the ambiguity and just asked seriously,

"Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

Jiang Mingyu shook his head.

But Tang Jinchuan did not raise his head and just said in a low voice,

"But it hurts."

Everyone, "."

However, at this moment, a bodyguard standing at the door walked in and said in a deep voice,

"Boss, a man named Qiu Xiao is here to see Madam."

Jiang Mingyu, "."