Chapter 92: [Boss Jian, I am called Zhien Tubao] 65
This time he helped Su Yinuo. Although he didn't know whether the matter was successful or not, he still had to let Su Yinuo rescue him.
Just by thinking with his toes, he could think of the reason why Rong Ning asked him to go to his house.
Half-jokingly, she hooked her arms around his neck and raised her eyebrows at him with a sly smile.
"Rong Ning, my price is very expensive!"
Rong Ning was stunned. In ancient times, there were beacon fires to play with the princes, but now there is a younger brother who controls money. Su Yinuo, this vampire who eats people without spitting out their bones...
He simply gritted his teeth and said fiercely.
"No matter how much it costs, I can afford it!"
A strange smile formed on Su Yinuo's lips, but he never looked back at that person's face.
Jian Yi still returned her chest with both hands and leaned her straight back against the cold wall.
Manager Chen, who had just been taken aback by Rong Ning's aura, had not had time to calm down. When he turned around, he saw the face of the man standing by the wall.
His resolute face was as gloomy as the bottomless seabed, and his lifeless eyes looked at the ground, showing no signs of life.
If it weren't for the ups and downs of his chest, he would have thought that the stiff figure was a man with a dark arrogance shrouded in him...
Su Yinuo's injury was not serious, it just made the sprain more severe.
Rong Ning worked hard to save Su Yinuo's injury. He not only took her to the home of the orthopedic doctor whom the Rong family had cared about for generations, to have her foot treated.
I was also worried that Miss Su would have difficulty moving around, so I bought a brand new wheelchair.
In the summer, I ran around for Su Yinuo, fearing that Miss Su would be dissatisfied, and if she was unhappy, I would lose my wife and lose the army.
Rong Ning rarely showed a shameless smile, which filled his face.
He held a folding fan in his hand and fanned her little by little. The air conditioner at home was obviously at a suitable temperature.
Su Yinuo took the coffee handed over by Rong Ning and took an elegant sip.
"How is it? Sister, is the temperature okay?"
Su Yinuo tilted his head slightly, his whole face slightly awkward.
"Come on, isn't it just your brother who ran away like this? That's it!"
Really unable to stand the dog-legged look of the man in front of him, Su Yinuo simply cursed and arrogantly rejected his kindness.