After Kicking Ming Ye, He Cried and Begged Me To Hug Him Every Night! Chapter 86

Chapter 86 My Daughter 8

When Jin and Xi came out, Mingfeng was still sitting in the car waiting for her. He, who used to ignore Jin and Xi, got out of the car for the first time and opened the car door for Jin and Xi.

"The third master asked his subordinates to send Miss Jin home."

I 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 flickered a little from beginning to end.

Present and past glanced at him lazily, and asked one more question, "Is there a drink?"

Ming Feng shook his head, "The third master said that the drinks are all junk food, so Miss Jin is strictly forbidden to drink it."

Now and then, "..." is boring.

She reached out and took the mineral water with a blank face, and unscrewed the bottle cap.

Mingfeng touched his nose, really curious, and asked faintly, "Miss Jin, have you sold your medicine?"

The girl half-squinted her eyes, drank the mineral water unhurriedly, and hummed softly from her nose.

Obviously serious tone, inexplicable, there is an indescribable bandit in his bones.

Mingfeng's eyes fell on the shriveled backpack in Jin and Shi's hands, and he turned his head back in a trance.

I really didn't expect that Miss Jin would even have the ability to sell medicines in a medical research institute.

Suddenly felt that she was barely able to match the third master. What's the matter?

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, and turned to ask the housekeeper, "When will your Mr. Yan arrive?"

The butler of the banquet didn't know Ming Siyan, but he could feel that Ming Siyan's aura was unusual, so he replied respectfully, "Sir will be here soon."

The words fell.

At one end of the corridor, there was the sound of hurried footsteps.

A group of black-clothed bodyguards escorted the leading man and rushed over here.

The man looks ostentatious, like the clear breeze and the moon, in a black suit, tall and straight.

He is Yan Zhiyu, the head of the Yan family. He is already forty years old, but he looks like he is only in his early thirties.

On his way here, he heard the housekeeper Yan talking on the phone that Mr. Yan was rescued by a young man and a woman at the Medical Research Institute. At this moment, he was slightly stunned when he saw that the other party was Ming Siyan.

"Patriarch Ming, why did you come to Haicheng?" Yan Zhiyu reacted for a while, Jun Yi's brows and eyes were filled with gratitude, and he said sternly, "This time, I would like to thank Patriarch Ming for helping us, and the Yan family will come to the door to thank you another day. "

Ming Siyan put his hands in his pockets and said casually, "Mr. Yan, don't be polite, it was my girlfriend who saved your father, I just helped by the way."

Yan Zhiyu was startled again, his eyes became hesitant, "Patriarch Ming has a girlfriend?" With such explosive news, why is there no news from the capital?

"Well, my little girlfriend." Ming Siyan's voice was clear, deliberately omitting the previous.

Don't ask, ask him is shameless.

Yan Zhiyu inexplicably heard a bit of flaunting from the man's serious tone.

It seems that this unfeminine third master Ming has fallen in love?

For some reason, Yan Zhiyu felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, but he did a good job on the surface and congratulated him with a smile, "I really congratulate the master of the Ming family. When I have time, I want to thank the future mistress of the Ming family in person."

"My little girl is afraid of life, so Mr. Yan laughed." Ming Siyan gently lifted the conversation and went straight to the topic, "Old man Yan saved my grandma in the past, and today my little girl paid me back this love, if Mr. Yan is true I want to thank you and just hope that it doesn't bother me and my girl in the future."

Thank you for your support,

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