I forcefully pamper the little pitiful uncle, he is wild and lustful

The police brought them water, towels and a medical kit. Wan Xingchen asked An Ruo to rinse her mouth first. The smell of blood in her mouth made her spit it out when she rinsed her mouth.

Wan Xingchen patted An Ruo's back distressedly: "It's okay, it's okay. You'll feel better after you spit it out."

An Ruo was probably frightened, her forehead felt a little hot, and she didn't have much energy. However, she still insisted on washing herself briefly.

After she cleaned all the blood on her face and hands, she finally felt relieved.

Looking at Wan Xingchen who was squatting in front of him with a worried face, An Ruo frowned slightly.

This guy was so impulsive, how could he hit someone in front of the police and ask to be detained?

But Wan Xingchen said: "If I don't come, will you be bullied here alone? Bring me your hand!"

"hand?"

"The man who suffered thousands of blows in the Sui and Tang Dynasties dared to push you. Look at your white and tender little hands, with so many wounds scratched by pebbles. How painful it must be! This must be disinfected, otherwise the wounds will become inflamed and it will be very difficult." OK."

After being reminded by Wan Xingchen, An Ruo was shocked to feel the tingling pain in her palms.

"I'm going to disinfect you. It might hurt a little, so bear with it."

Wan Xingchen dipped a cotton swab into some iodine, and when he gently wiped the small wound in An Ruo's palm, there were still tiny bits of gravel left in it.

As soon as the cotton swab touched the wound, An Ruo's hand could not help but tremble slightly.

Wan Xingchen held her hand carefully, with undisguised distress in his eyes. He even gently lowered his head to breathe into An Ruo's hand while disinfecting the wound.

It's like when I was a child, it wouldn't hurt if my mother breathed my baby.

This was the warmth An Ruo felt from the second person. Of course, the first person was Ling Shaoqing, and her eyes became wet.

After Wan Xingchen treated the wound on her hand, he carefully tied a bow with gauze on her hand: "Okay, try not to get wet in the past two days, it will be fine soon."

Not hearing An Ruo's response, Wan Xingchen looked up while packing the medical kit and saw An Ruo's face full of tears.

Wan Xingchen was stunned for a moment, then stood up quickly and said anxiously: "What's wrong? Did I hurt you?"

"Ten thousand stars."

"Huh? Tell me, did they hit you somewhere else? Tell me where it hurts and I'll call the doctor."

An Ruo shook her head. She looked at Wan Xingchen with red eyes and choked, "Don't be so nice to me."

Well, Wan Xingchen frowned: "Why?"

"I know what response you want, but I'm sorry, I can't help it."

Her heart was filled with only Ling Shaoqing, and she could no longer tolerate anyone else.

Wan Xingchen treated her like this, which made her feel very burdened. She even felt that she was unworthy and felt sorry for Wan Xingchen.

She couldn't respond to the feelings expressed by others, so she felt like a sinner.

She should make it clear to Wan Xingchen: "Don't waste your time with me. You are a very nice person, handsome and rich. There must be many people who like you."

"But I only like you!"

Wan Xingchen knew that there were many people who liked him, but the only one he liked was An Ruo.

The young man's feelings are passionate and he never hides them. If he likes them, he should say them loudly.

Even from the beginning, when he only had some affection for An Ruo, he had already asked his father to propose marriage to the old man of the Ling family.

It's just that Ling Shaoqing didn't agree.

Wan Xingchen admitted that Ling Shaoqing was better than him, more capable than him, more handsome than him, and richer than him.

But there is only one thing that makes him better than Ling Shaoqing, and that is that he is younger than Ling Shaoqing! He is the same age as An Ruo!

To put it bluntly, if Ling Shaoqing grows so many years, he will be able to give birth to an An Ruolai at his age. This is a typical old cow eating young grass. In addition, Ling Shaoqing can sit among thousands of flowers without even a leaf touching his body. Will you always be kind to An Ruo?

He was probably just trying to create something new!

Wan Xingchen wanted to save An Ruo, thinking that An Ruo was deceived by the sweet words of the old man Ling Shaoqing.

But when he questioned that Ling Shaoqing was just doing it for a novelty, he never thought about whether he was just doing it for a novelty?

After all, there has never been anyone like An Ruo in their upper class world.

As soon as An Ruo appears, they will feel that fresh blood has suddenly been injected into their dull lives.

Didn't Wan Xingchen pay attention to An Ruo from the beginning just because he was curious and fresh?

But no matter how he behaved, An Ruo only cared about Ling Shaoqing. At this moment, he was a little frustrated. He held An Ruo's hand tightly and confessed again: "An Ruo, I only like you! You and Ling Shaoqing are not suitable. He is too old. Could it be that you lacked fatherly love since you were a child, so you feel that you really love an uncle like him? How about you try dating me? Face your feelings seriously and give me a chance!"

An Ruo wanted to withdraw her hand, but Wan Xingchen refused to let go.

His eyes were full of hope, eager for An Ruo to nod and give him a chance.

An Ruo frowned slightly and hissed. Wan Xingchen quickly let go: "Did it hurt you?"

"No, Wan Xingchen, I'm sorry."

"Don't say you're sorry. Why don't you try? Just give it a try. What's so good about that old man Ling Shaoqing?"

An Ruo thought for a while, what's so good about Ling Shaoqing?

She couldn't think of a reason and just replied: "He is fine everywhere."

When talking about Ling Shaoqing, An Ruo's eyes were filled with light. Wan Xingchen took a few steps back in frustration, but quickly regained his composure.

"That's because you are still young and you don't understand emotions yet. It doesn't matter. I will grow up with you and I will wait for you!"

Forehead!

An Ruo really didn't expect that Wan Xingchen wouldn't give up even after she said it.

"Hey, you said I'm still young. Are you much older than me? Also, don't grow up with me, and don't wait for me. I'm afraid my uncle will be jealous."

"Hey! Don't be so heartless! If you don't like me now, there's no guarantee you won't like me in the future? I'm willing to be a backup, so you still have opinions."

After all, the two were similar in age, and Wan Xingchen was afraid that Anruo would be scared when this happened, so he deliberately teased her with a brisk tone, and soon the atmosphere was no longer so dull.

"An Ruo, you made the pomegranate juice. Do you know why Zhao Minmin was poisoned?"

An Ruo sat on the bed with her knees bent. She raised her head from her arms and looked at Wan Xingchen: "Do you doubt me?"

"No! I didn't doubt you, it's just that the current situation is not good for you. I don't want to discuss it with you to see if there is any way to prove your innocence?"

An Ruo thought for a while and then said: "If you can go out, go check on Zhao Minmin. In all likelihood, she poisoned herself. As long as we can find a way to find evidence that she poisoned herself, it's okay." Can you restore my innocence?"

"She poisoned herself? The glass of pomegranate juice in Sui and Tang Dynasties was also poisonous. Was it also her who poisoned it?"

An Ruo nodded.

"No way! How could someone poison themselves?" Wan Xingchen didn't believe it.

But Zhao Minmin is that kind of person. The past between her and Zhao Minmin cannot be explained clearly in a few sentences, but she is also very surprised. Why did Zhao Minmin use such a bitter trick to frame her?

"Just check in this direction. It's best to ask the director for all the tapes. You should also watch the live broadcast carefully. There are cameras shooting from several directions. Maybe you can capture something."