Almighty Little Secretary, She is Flirtatious and Arrogant

Dang clang——

The knife, which was not very sharp, was easily struck to the ground by a palm.

Then, there was a decisive kick.

stop!

Jiang Mingyu had quick hands and quick eyes. While scolding, he lightly spun his heels and blocked the direction in which his leg was sweeping with his back.

Then, plop——

Due to the huge impact, the bodyguard's calf kicked Jiang Mingyu on the back.

Even though most of the power has been absorbed, it still cannot be underestimated.

Jiang Mingyu knelt on one knee, put one hand on the ground, frowned, and stabilized his figure.

Mr. Jiang!

Mr. Jiang!

The expressions of the bodyguards who were following her all changed, and they all rushed forward to help her up, but Jiang Mingyu raised her hand to refuse.

After a while, she took two breaths, stabilized her breathing, raised her head, and looked in front of her.

Standing in front of her now was a frightened child with trembling eyes.

a boy.

Wearing a worn-out long-sleeved sweatshirt that was too big, bare legs, and a pair of dirty white sneakers without straps.

Looking at Jiang Mingyu's gaze, even though he was frightened and panicked, he still remained silent.

The small body was trembling uncontrollably, and fear that exceeded its own ability shrouded it.

Tears were falling down from her little chin.

Jiang Mingyu tentatively squeezed his shoulders and felt how thin his body was. She held back her sobs and spoke word by word,

Fanfan, aunt is here to pick you up.

half an hour later

Chen Yuan was startled when he received Jiang Mingyu's call. He hurriedly packed up a set of boy's clothes and came out.

When I heard the sound of the car, I hurried out the door.

At the moment, at the entrance of the welfare home

After the nanny car stopped, Jiang Mingyu opened the door directly from the inside and got out.

Before coming over, she specifically asked the accompanying bodyguards to keep a low profile and not to scare the children in the orphanage.

Seeing her getting out of the car at this moment, all the children who had just finished a cultural class ran out, like little birds, and chattered around Jiang Mingyu non-stop.

Jiang Mingyu touched the heads of the little cuties and smiled innocently and gently.

The little girl named Xiaoyu was also mixed in the crowd, but she was still not as lively as the other children.

The two eyes were particularly beautiful, looking at Jiang Mingyu as if they were shining like stars.

Jiang Mingyu picked up Xiaoyu. Xiaoyu was docile and well-behaved, and gently called her sister.

There was a rare intimacy in his tone.

Chen Yuan, who was standing opposite, caught a glimpse of the little boy who was still sitting in the car and had not gotten out of the car.

In the shadow of the carriage, there was only a small group, but it exuded an extraordinarily tough color.

The determination in his expression was even more stubborn than that of an adult.

He kept looking at Jiang Mingyu with extra persistence.

Chen Yuan slowly walked over and said tentatively,

Young man, do you want to take a bath with me?

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The little boy refused to speak. He withdrew his gaze from Jiang Mingyu and looked steadily at the kind old woman in front of him.

In fact, he had been silent all the way here.

At this time, Jiang Mingyu turned around with Xiao Yu in his arms, looked at him with special distress, and said softly,

Fanfan, go change your clothes, okay?

Um.

The little boy nodded, refused everyone's help, climbed out of the car, and followed Chen Yuan into the house.