When Jin and Xi came out, Mingfeng was still sitting in the car waiting for her. He, who was used to not paying attention to Jin and Xi, took the initiative to get out of the car and opened the door for Jin and Xi.
"Third Master asked his subordinates to send Miss Jin home."
Jinxi got into the car and threw the shoulder bag aside.
Mingfeng glanced at the girl several times through the rearview mirror, then took out a bottle of mineral water from the car refrigerator and handed it over, his eyes twinkling from beginning to end.
Jin Xi glanced at him lazily and asked, "Are there any drinks?"
Mingfeng shook his head, "Third Master said the drinks are junk food and strictly prohibits Miss Jin from drinking them."
Now and then, "..." is boring.
She reached out to take the mineral water with an expressionless face and unscrewed the bottle cap.
Mingfeng touched his nose and was really curious. He asked quietly, "Miss Jin, have you sold your medicine?"
The girl half-closed her eyes, drank the mineral water leisurely, and snorted softly from her nose.
His tone was obviously quite serious, but inexplicably, there was an indescribable gangsterism in his bones.
Mingfeng's eyes fell on the withered backpack in Jin Xi's hand, and he turned his head back in a daze.
I really didn't expect that Miss Jin would be able to sell medicine at a medical research institute.
Why did she suddenly feel that she was barely worthy of the Third Master?
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at the same time.
Central hospital.
Ming Siyan told the doctor about Mr. Yan's symptoms, and then watched Mr. Yan being pushed into the ward. He turned to ask Butler Yan, "When will your Mr. Yan arrive?"
The butler did not know Ming Siyan, but he could sense that Ming Siyan's aura was unusual, so he replied respectfully, "Sir, you will be here soon."
The words fell.
At one end of the corridor, there was the sound of rapid and messy footsteps.
A group of bodyguards in black escorted the leading man and rushed towards this side.
The man has an arrogant appearance, like a clear breeze and a bright moon. He is wearing a black suit and has a tall and straight figure.
He is the powerful head of the Yan family, Yan Zhiyu. He is already forty years old, but he looks like he is only in his early thirties. He is enveloped in an unattainable aura of nobility, just like a noble prince in the Middle Ages.
On the way here, he heard Butler Yan talking on the phone about Mr. Yan being rescued by a young man and woman at the Medical Research Institute. When he saw that the other party was actually Ming Siyan, he was slightly stunned.
"Master Ming, why did you come to Haicheng?" Yan Zhiyu reacted for a while, his handsome eyebrows were filled with gratitude, and he said seriously, "Thank you very much, Master Ming, for your rescue this time. The Yan family will come to thank you someday.
"
Ming Siyan put his hands in his pockets and said casually, "You're welcome, Mr. Yan, it was my girlfriend who saved your father, I just helped him by the way."
Yan Zhiyu was startled again, his eyes became hesitant, "The head of the Ming family has a girlfriend?" Such explosive news, why is there no news at all in the capital?
"Well, my little girlfriend." Ming Siyan's voice was clear and clear, and he deliberately omitted the first part.
Don't ask, asking is because he is shameless.
Yan Zhiyu inexplicably heard a hint of showoff in the man's serious tone.
It seems that Mr. Ming, who is not a womanizer, has fallen in love?
For some reason, Yan Zhiyu felt a little uncomfortable, but he did a good job on the surface, so he smiled and congratulated, "Congratulations to the master of the Ming family. When I have time, I would like to thank the future mistress of the Ming family in person."
"My little girl is afraid of life, and Mr. Yan is laughing at her." Ming Siyan gently removed the conversation and got straight to the point, "In the past, Mr. Yan saved my grandma, and today my little girl returned the favor for me. If Mr. Yan is really
I want to thank you, and I just hope you won’t disturb me and my girl in the future.”
