Chapter 223 Third Master Ming Waiting For Graduation
Chapter 223 Mr. Ming has been planning for a long time since his graduation.
I still get angry in the past, but rather than being angry, the more intuitive feeling at this moment is that the sense of loss and self-abasement in my heart has been washed away.
Ming Siyan is really good at diverting attention.
I no longer thought about those trivial things in my mind. I was really tired now, so I rubbed my temples and rolled up my quilt and fell asleep.
I slept until the afternoon when I heard the sound of unlocking the door.
Mingfeng walked in with the cooked red date and longan soup. Seeing that Jin Xi was awake, he hurriedly handed it over, "Miss Jin, I haven't eaten for a day. Drink something to warm your stomach and see if the sweetness suits your taste."
Jin Xi nodded and went to the bathroom to rinse his mouth first, then came over and took a sip. His eyes lit up and he said, "It's okay."
She was so proud that she drank all the sweet soup and commented, "Dessert would be even better."
Mingfeng was very happy, with a smile on her face and eyes, and said positively, "I'll make white fungus and lotus seed porridge for you next time, but I can't make it sweeter, as it won't be good for Miss Jin's teeth."
Jin Xi narrowed his eyes slightly.
Mingfeng faced the girl's death gaze, gritted his teeth, straightened his back, and determined not to bow his head.
"A dog-like man will teach his subordinates to behave like him."
Jin Xi kicked his legs and muttered unmotivatedly, "It's boring."
Mingfeng felt that he had escaped a disaster, so he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The kitchen has prepared dinner. Miss Jin, please come out and eat."
Jin Xi nodded and walked out.
Then I saw more than a dozen dead soldiers from the Anbu of the Ming family in the villa.
One by one, they guarded each window, as well as the entrance to the front door and back door.
Flies have no wings to fly.
A quick glance will prevent the past and present from running away.
Jin Xiang looked around lazily, with a secretive expression.
Mingfeng was very worried and said bravely, "Don't be angry, Miss. The Third Master is also worried about your safety."
Jin Xi sneered, shrugged nonchalantly, and hummed, "I really want to run, can he stop me?"
Thinking of the astonishing destructive power of the past and present, Mingfeng broke into cold sweat on his forehead and said hurriedly, "Miss Jin, please stop scaring me. If you leave, the Third Master will kill me if he wakes up..."
Jin Xi's eyes narrowed, "What happened to him?"
"What's wrong? I fainted from your anger!" Ming Jingchen stood on the steps of the second floor, holding the wooden railing with both hands, looking down at the past and present from a high position.
"You are still running a fever and are delirious. You two are really more interesting than the other. You are in love to the death."
After hearing the words, I walked up the steps.
Ming Jingchen stretched out his hand to stop her and asked carefully, "What did you do to make Ming Siyan stare at you like this? Do you want to go to someone else?"
Jin Xiang's voice was dull, "Are you in charge?"
"Are you accepting favors from Interpol and want to leave the ANBU behind?" Ming Jingchen asked sharply.
Jin Xiang had no expression on his face, "I don't need to explain my affairs to you, just get out of my way."
"In terms of your relationship with my brother, you should call me second brother." Ming Jingchen said coldly and proudly, "Why don't I have the right to interfere?"
Mingfeng muttered, "But didn't the second master break off the relationship with the third master?"
Ming Jingchen swung his eyes towards him.
Jin Xi's eyes were filled with impatience, "Just ask me whatever you want, don't talk nonsense to me."
Ming Jingchen cleared his throat and stared at Jin Xi's face, not missing the slightest change of expression on the girl's face, "What is your relationship with Interpol? Why are they helping you?"
Jin Xi said, "They owe me a favor."
"What kind of favor?" Ming Jingchen frowned in confusion. How could a normal person let Interpol owe her a favor?
Mingfeng also looked at the past and present curiously.
Jin Xi paused, then slowly said, "A life-saving favor."
Ming Jingchen's eyes were stunned.
The Interpol team was exposed to all kinds of terrorist cases, and the fatal favors only reminded him that maybe he had experienced a major case in the past and was the victim in it.
If this is the case, everything that was previously unreasonable becomes very reasonable.
Ming Jingchen's heart instantly dropped, as long as he wasn't a spy.
"Then when are you going to come with me..." Before Ming Jingchen could finish his words, Jin Xiang bumped into his body and went to the room where Ming Siyan was resting.
Ming Jingchen's forehead and tail turned black, and he said patiently, "You haven't married my third brother yet. As a subordinate, how can you treat your superior like this?"
Second Master Ming thought that when the time comes, he must let Jin Xi receive internal education and correct his attitude.
Ming Feng followed Jin Xi silently, and reminded Ming Jingchen, "It seems that Miss Jin has not agreed to go to the Anbu to work."
Ming Jingchen chuckled, it would be strange to disagree with this great good thing.
Jin Xi opened the door and went in. A dead man stood beside Ming Siyan's bed, holding a dark concoction in his hand and tremblingly urging him to drink it.
Ming Siyan was half-lying on the bed, with a computer on his knees, calmly handling his official duties and turning a blind eye.
Until Jin Xi walked in front of him, he felt the girl's breath and raised his head.
"Have you eaten?" Ming Siyan asked, his voice a little hoarse.
Jin Xi casually pulled up a chair and sat down, tilting his head slightly and looking at him strangely, "Do you have a cold?"
"Little things."
"The third master seems to have become weaker since he came to Haicheng. He always catches colds and fevers from time to time. I don't know why." Mingfeng walked in and said beside Jin Xi.
Jin Xi raised his eyebrows and stretched out his hand to feel Ming Siyan's pulse. There was no problem with the pulse, and he could tell from his complexion that his immunity was fine.
A pretentious disease like fever and cold should not appear on him.
Are you really angry with her?
"This is probably the fate of being a seductress." Ming Jingchen leaned against the door frame and said impersonally.
"Third Master, it's time to drink medicine. I've already had a fever twice." The dead man urged.
"Take it away." Ming Siyan said, "Don't let me say it a third time."
The dead soldier froze and was about to leave while holding the medicine.
Jin Xi raised his hand, took the medicine into his own hand, and handed it directly to Ming Siyan's mouth.
"Take medicine."
Ming Siyan, "It's a small matter. You don't need to take medicine. You can get better by yourself after just sleeping."
Mingfeng reminded in a low voice, "Miss Jin, the Third Master doesn't like taking medicine, so he won't take it if you act like this."
Jin Xi didn't say anything. He stood up, grabbed Ming Siyan's chin, and poured the medicine into him roughly and directly.
"Why don't you just eat it like this?" She put down the empty medicine bowl.
Mingfeng, "..."
Ming Jingchen, "rude."
Ming Siyan pursed his lips, his mouth was numb with pain, but he was not angry. He said slowly, "I bought a ticket to return to the capital tomorrow. You come with me."
Jin Xi touched his wrist, "Are you informing me or asking for advice?"
Ming Siyan looked at her quietly with his amber eyes, "Which way will make you more comfortable? Anyway, the result is that you have to come with me."
Jin Xi couldn't help but smile, lowered his eyes and looked at him casually,
"I can't refuse, can I?"
Ming Siyan narrowed his eyes slightly, his domineering edge could not be concealed, "Yeah."
