She doesn't want to pretend anymore

"Calling you uncle, maybe it's just for fun?"

Manshu stared at Yu Yin with a half-smile: "What did you mean by that? Are you giving up on Brother Xi and want to marry the old man?"

"He's not very old, only 49, but he's very capable. He's already become a deputy minister at such a young age."

Although the Deputy Minister is a deputy, he will be promoted sooner or later.

Moreover, if you go up further, you will reach the vice-national level.

"Forty-nine is still very young. Do you have any misunderstanding about your age?" Manshu was speechless.

"Who asked you to choose this person? Your brother wouldn't agree, would he?"

She heard that Yu Yin's elder brother loved her very much. Since he loved his sister, he would definitely not watch her jump into the fire pit.

A forty-nine-year-old man, no matter how charming he is, is bound to be a spent force in some aspects.

But she is still young, how can she suffer such injustice?

Also, someone who holds such a high position and has a successful career must also have harmonious family relationships.

Then this deputy minister must not be divorced from his wife, he may be a widower. Doesn't he have any children?

Since we already have children, it doesn’t matter whether we get married or not.

If you just want to marry a wife, you can find one with similar character and appearance, but there is no need to find one so young.

He wants to marry a young wife at the age of 49. This man's character is worrying.

Can we still say that he and his young wife are truly in love?

"Don't be blinded by the other party's power, Forty-Nine. There will definitely be disharmony in that area. You will suffer in the future."

Yu Yin was stunned: "What are you thinking about, little girl?"

It's not like she had never had a man before abroad. After Manshu's reminder, Yu Yin finally realized what was going on.

Yes, the other party is already 49 years old. Even if she is very powerful, she can't stand the torture, but she is still young.

Her needs will only become stronger and stronger, while the other party will only become less and less capable.

She wanted to say something else, but Manshu had already decided what clothes to buy, paid the money, and was about to leave.

By the time Yu Yin reacted, Manshu and Hu Yue had already left.

Manshu returned to the car and handed the clothes to Yan Zhan.

Yan Zhan took off his bloody shirt and put on the T-shirt she bought.

In fact, it is just an ordinary T-shirt, but when worn on Yan Zhan, it brings some vitality to him.

Of course, Manshu bought not only T-shirts, but also shirts. The shirt is the one that Yu Xi said would not look good on people with average body shapes.

She bought it because she liked it, and Yan Zhan changed into a T-shirt first for convenience.

After the bloody clothes were changed, Hu Yue took them back to the park.

Hu Yue, holding the blood-stained clothes, secretly stayed in a corner outside the park wall, waiting for news.

Manshu and Yan Zhan chose a nearby clinic and had Yan Zhan's injuries treated.

Manshu originally wanted to take Yan Zhan to the hospital, but Yan Zhan felt that the injuries were only minor and not serious at all, so he wanted to get treatment nearby.

The doctors in the clinic were not particularly professional and were even a bit rude.

Manshu frowned as he watched.

"Doctor, please be gentle."

The doctor looked to be in his early forties and was bald. He felt heartbroken when he saw how distressed Mansu was.

Instead, she smiled and said, "Girl, your boyfriend didn't even cry out in pain, but you're already feeling pained."

At this moment, a woman holding a puppy hurried in and said, "Old Liu, come and take a look. My daughter Niuniu's foot was stabbed by someone. You can even see the bone from the wound."

Doctor Lao Liu took a look and frowned: "Sister Zhang, I am a doctor, but not a veterinarian. It's no use for you to look for me. Go to the veterinary clinic on the street."