Don't provoke the wealthy daughter of rebirth

Wu Zhong wanted to refute, but couldn't find any good words for a while.

I had no choice but to say: "At that time, I didn't even know you existed!"

Jia Xue sneered: "Then did you find out later? Did you take me home? When I was suffering and poor, you took my dad's money for nothing and used it all for gambling. When I get rich, you think Should I take care of you as a matter of course? Uncle, my good uncle, you still have the face to cry for my mother, do you think you are sorry for me or my mother?!"

Wu Zhong paused for a moment, lowered his head and said with a sob: "It's all my fault...it's all my fault...but Xiaoxue, you are suffering and poor, but uncle's life is not easy. Well...whether I pick you up or not, life is not the same. Uncle has never been saved before, right? But what about you, uncle is about to be beaten to death, but you don’t care about me, Look at the injuries on Uncle's body..."

Then the sound was louder.

Jiaxue was so angry that her liver hurt, she was almost speechless.

He fucking managed to bring the topic back to the beginning!

Jiaxue was very angry, and said with a sneer, "Don't care about you? Don't care about you, can you get out?! If you want to talk nonsense with your eyes open like this, and we will be scolded after saving you, then well, I'll send you back now , Ask someone to get the money back! Since we can get you out, we have a way to send you back in!"

Wu Zhong trembled and howled desperately, but stopped talking.

Jia Xue turned to the servant outside the door and said, "Call the doctor and put him in a plaster cast!"

Then he took a deep breath to calm his anger.

At this time, Shui Yuanyuan also heaved a sigh of relief, and looked at Jiaxue with a long sigh, but there was still some approval in his eyes for Jiaxue's handling.

——If not, what can we do?

There is no good way to meet such an unreasonable person.

Jiaxue took a few more deep breaths before saying to Shui Yaoyuan, "Father, if I can find a suitable person, I'd better look at him."

Shui Remote nodded immediately.

They never thought that Wu Zhong could cause such a big disaster before.

Such a thing has happened once, so we must put an end to it next time.

Jiaxue said loudly on purpose: "I want someone who can stop him easily."

The implication is surveillance and house arrest.

Shui Remote continued to nod.

Wu Zhong was a little dumbfounded.

Jiaxue gave him a hard look, when the doctor had already entered, Wu Zhong didn't dare to resist recklessly, and was obediently dragged to the operating room for a plaster cast.

Shui Yuanyuan said very helplessly: "How can such a competitive girl like Xiuli have such a brother who is not up to snuff?"

Jiaxue smiled bitterly: "If possible, I would rather not have any relatives from the Wu family."

Shui Yuanyuan was afraid of hurting Jiaxue's heart, so he hurriedly said, "It's fine, it's fine, just keep an eye on him."

By the time Wu Zhong's fractured part was cast with plaster, the person arranged by Shui Remote had already arrived.

The man was tall and powerful, and he was dressed in sports and casual clothes. He was dressed very informally, but it made people feel like he was wearing work clothes.

Not only that, but his face is sharp-edged, with deep contours, and his eyes are resolute and firm.

It's so obvious that it can be seen at a glance that as long as he follows Wu Zhong, Wu Zhong won't be able to get out of his sight.

Jia Xue greeted first with a smile: "Hello!"

Shui Yaoyuan gave a brief introduction: "Jiaxue, Uncle Liu, Xiao Liu, this is my daughter Jiaxue." Then he pointed to Wu Zhong who was carried back to the ward: "This is my brother-in-law, you will protect him for a while." .”

Xiao Liu obviously knew the ins and outs, and nodded in agreement.

Jiaxue was in a better mood now, and said with a smile: "Uncle Liu looks so terrible!"

Shui Yaoyuan also smiled: "Can you not be hurt? A veteran of the special forces."

Jiaxue couldn't help raising her eyebrows, "Thank you, Uncle Liu!"

With him looking at Wu Zhong, see what kind of monster he can produce!

Jiaxue went to visit her grandmother again and told the old man about the situation. The old man was obviously relieved when he heard such an arrangement.

"Grandma, don't worry, my dad said, since we brought him to Shanghai, we will definitely not let him do anything here."

The old man's eyes darkened again.

Jiaxue also understands.

Sending someone to watch him can only be for a while, not for a lifetime.

When his grandmother recovers from illness, or when he gets better, Wu Zhong still has to return to City H, and no one can tell whether he will return to the past at that time.

Jiaxue bit her lip: "If grandma is worried, we asked Uncle Liu if he would like to protect uncle for a while longer."

If possible, sending people to follow him in the future will not cost a lot of money, which is better than gambling.

The money he exported in one day is enough to buy a life insurance policy.

Granny Wu's mood did not improve because of Jiaxue's guarantee.

Her son, he understood.

A lifetime is so long.

Jiaxue could see what the old man was thinking, but she was helpless.

She thought she didn't have the ability to pull a gambler ashore.

In this way, gambling is not as good as drugs, at least you can throw people into a drug rehabilitation center, but where do you throw people with the word "gambling" on them?

After saying goodbye to grandma, Jiaxue went back to school first.

Shui Yuanyuan was also busy with company affairs, so the servants took care of him in the hospital.

Although Wu Zhong's injury was not serious, he didn't need to be hospitalized. Shui Yuanyuan gave him an admission notice, and soon the nurses arranged a bed and pushed him downstairs to the orthopedics department.

The servants in the room consciously followed, and Xiao Liu naturally followed Wu Zhong.

Wu Zhong had an injury on his leg, so it would be inconvenient for him to move around, and he had someone to wait on him, so he lay on the bed and shouted and drank like an old man: "I want to drink water."

"hungry."

"Help me to pee!"

When the food was served, people said, "I eat stir-fried vegetables, steamed buns, not rice!"

In just half an hour, he tossed out so many things to do, and the people in the room were sent around.

Xiao Liu didn't say anything, and tried to satisfy him as much as possible.

But Wu Zhong saw that these people were so obedient, and soon became proud: It feels so good to be rich!

He used to be like a grandson, but now he is an uncle!

You see, you see, people can do what they want to do!

He shook his arms more and more: "Why is this soup so bad, you cook it again."

The servant endured it, and went out to make soup. Anyway, this is a high-end ward, and there are several kitchens at the end of the corridor for picky guests.

When the servant left, he looked at Xiao Liu, put down the chopsticks, yelled twice, and said, "My arm...you can rub some medicine on me."

Xiao Liu didn't say anything, walked over and took out the liquid medicine that the doctor put here to disinfect the wound regularly, and gently rubbed the wound on his arm.

Wu Zhong yelled: "You murdered! Did you wipe it so hard?!"