The president's pet daughter

Ling Zhaozhao took Bai Mengyue back to his home.

Song Mingzhe still had to deal with the rest, so he arranged for someone to stay nearby and left.

Wang Xueqin, who had just packed her luggage and moved into Ling Zhaozhao's small mansion, almost didn't scream when she saw Bai Mengyue.

"Sister-in-law, what should I do now?"

Wang Xueqin thought that her identity as an undercover agent had been exposed, that's why Bai Mengyue came here.

She was so frightened that she hid behind Ling Zhaozhao, in desperate need of protection.

"Don't be afraid, she didn't come to catch you."

Sensing Wang Xueqin's fear, Ling Zhaozhao couldn't help but comfort him.

Bai Mengyue saw that Wang Xueqin was afraid of her, so she couldn't help being a little funny.

"I am like this, how can I catch you?"

At first, Wang Xueqin was only concerned with fear, and didn't notice the faint scars on Bai Mengyue's body at all. Now that she took a closer look, although Bai Mengyue's face was slightly powdered, it was still hard to hide her haggardness.

"Xueqin, go back to your room first, and come down when it's time to eat."

Ling Zhaozhao considered that it would not be easy for Wang Xueqin to move here. The Wang family father and son were not easy to fool. Wang Xueqin also worked hard to get out of their control.

There are also some things that she doesn't want Wang Xueqin to know too much, so she can only let her rest first.

Sometimes, knowing too much is not a good thing.

Although Wang Xueqin was naive and self-willed, she had also learned to read words and expressions these days, knowing that Ling Zhaozhao and Bai Mengyue had something to say, so she nodded and went upstairs obediently.

She happened to be tired too, so she took advantage of this time to rest well.

Looking at Wang Xueqin's back, Ling Zhaozhao dug out the medical kit from the living room.

Seeing Ling Zhaozhao's actions, Bai Mengyue subconsciously wanted to refuse.

"No, if you have anything to ask, just ask."

She has long been used to the large and small wounds on her body. For her, the difference between taking medicine and not taking medicine is whether it can heal faster.

But what does it matter if it's good or not?

She also understood that the reason why she was able to stay here completely was because she had what Ling Zhaozhao and Song Mingzhe wanted.

"Not in a hurry."

Ling Zhaozhao gently tore open Bai Mengyue's sleeves.

When Bai Mengyue left Chi's house, she deliberately changed into a loose long coat and trousers.

Although it was the scorching heat and it was too weird to dress like this, Ling Zhaozhao knew very well that she was doing it to cover up the scars on her body.

Bai Mengyue said that she didn't care, but in her heart she still had some resistance to these hideous wounds.

Feeling Ling Zhaozhao's gentle movements, Bai Mengyue couldn't help being startled.

Before she could react, the stinging wounds were instantly soothed by the cool ointment.

It's a very strange feeling.

They were still in a hostile relationship a few days ago, but now they are partners, but now Ling Zhaozhao acts like her friends.

But obviously, they have nothing to do with friends.

"You'd better not get water on your wound these days. Take care of it first. I'll just help you deal with it. You need to see a doctor for details."

Rao Ling Zhaozhao was mentally prepared, but when she saw the old and new whiplashes on Bai Mengyue's body, she couldn't help but fell silent.

It's hard to imagine how Bai Mengyue survived as a delicate lady in the past.

Seeing the emotion in Ling Zhaozhao's eyes, Bai Mengyue tugged at her sleeves, as if trying to cover her wound.

"Understood, don't read any more."

The word ugly is like a nightmare, stuck in Bai Mengyue's throat.

Ling Zhaozhao knew her worries and covered up those shocking wounds for her.

"Take a good rest first, and we'll talk about these things another day."

Ling Zhaozhao patted her on the shoulder and signaled Qin Ma to clean up a guest room and come out.

Qin Ma is Song Mingzhe's latest nanny, and she is mainly responsible for taking care of Ling Zhaozhao's daily life.

"Don't you want to ask something?"

Seeing that Ling Zhaozhao didn't question her at all, Bai Mengyue couldn't help being a little surprised.

Before coming here, she was ready to tell Ling Zhaozhao and Song Mingzhe some of her secrets.

The reason why she didn't plan to tell them all was because Bai Mengyue needed a hole card to keep herself alive.

She had to keep the secrets of the Wang family and the Chi family, and sell a favor to Song Mingzhe and Ling Zhaozhao at the critical moment, so that she and the Bai family could go further.

This was her plan at the beginning, and it was also the conclusion she reached after exhaustive deliberation.

After Ling Zhaozhao saw her wounds, she also thought that Ling Zhaozhao would ask her how these wounds came from.

After all, people will always have a strong curiosity about these things.

Ling Zhaozhao is also human and has the same curiosity, so Bai Mengyue will not blame her.

Although for Bai Mengyue, these curiosities undoubtedly opened up the wound again.

But now, in order to survive, Bai Mengyue felt that even if she showed her wounds to others, it would be better than returning to Chi Jiaxu's side.

She can tear open her wounds over and over again, revealing her bloody side in front of everyone.

The wound will heal anyway.

Bai Mengyue said silently in her heart, her body trembling slightly.

But now, Ling Zhaozhao doesn't want her to do anything.

She scoffed at Ling Zhaozhao's gesture in her heart, but she couldn't help but softened.

"I'd better live outside, it's too much trouble for you here."

As a partner, she is very clear that she should maintain a certain sense of distance.

"You also know Chi Jiaxu's temper. No matter where you live, he can find you. After all, the Song family's manpower outside is limited, and they cannot guarantee your safety all the time."

"Only here can you really take a break."

Ling Zhaozhao's gaze was sincere and sincere.

Bai Mengyue looked into her eyes, and turned her face away a little uncomfortable.

It was the first time she was cared about by others like this.

She suddenly understood why Song Mingzhe had a soft spot for Ling Zhaozhao.

Ling Zhaozhao is like the sun, shining on everyone.

She is sincere and kind, and it is difficult for people to refuse her kindness.

Bai Mengyue originally thought that her heart was hard enough, but in front of Ling Zhaozhao, she was helplessly defeated.

"I won't bother you for long."

Bai Mengyue said concisely.

She doesn't like to owe others too much favor.

Bai Mengyue looked at Ling Zhaozhao's bandaged wounds, some even tied some bows, her eyes drooped slightly.

"Although I'm tired, there are some things I still want to tell you."

"The Wang family may make big moves recently."

Bai Mengyue covered the wound she had bandaged, and said in a low voice.