President, his whole family thinks I'm sick

What happened last night kept appearing in front of Mo Naoyan's eyes like a PPT. He couldn't believe that it was the truth, but the fact was that he couldn't even run away.

Looking at the beautiful scenery outside the window, Mo Naoyan's heart is like an overturned seasoning bottle, full of mixed feelings.

"I said you won't get sick again, right?"

Accompanied by Lin Manman's words, she put her slightly warm palm on her forehead, but Mo Naoyan froze for a moment, and stayed where she was, forgetting how to breathe for a moment.

Really, it doesn't seem to have a fever.

Lin Manman frowned, retracted his arms, and complained to Mo Naoyan, "Since you're not sick, come out and help us clean the courtyard. Didn't you see that the outside has become a mess?"

For Mo Naoyan, a young master of death, Lin Manman really didn't have any good feelings for him.

It would be fine if this guy could live here properly, but he just didn't want to, and insisted on bungee jumping in the air that was blown by the storm, what else could she say?

Being dragged and dragged by Lin Manman into the courtyard of the Ling family, the trees and flowers had already become dying, and the flowers that were in full bloom the day before yesterday were also turned into wreckage all over the place due to yesterday's devastation. .

The little Ling Ling was holding a broom that was taller than himself, and was cleaning the ground back and forth "hangchihangchi".

There is no change in the place Ling Ling walks, it is still the thick leaves, and it is still the dirty stone road.

"Sister, you're finally here!" Seeing Lin Manman's figure, Ling Ling's eyes flashed a look of grievance: "I'm almost exhausted, but no matter what, I can't sweep them together!"

Complaining with Lin Manman constantly, Ling Ling's little face was covered by the broom, and all Lin Manman could see was a "broom spirit" walking on long legs.

Mo Naoyan noticed Lin Manman with a faint smile, and stared at her closely. There was a strong admiration in his eyes, but Lin Manman didn't feel it.

The only thing that can be felt is probably Mo Naoyan's fiery fulfillment.

Turning around suddenly, Lin Manman glared at Mo Naoyan, and said displeasedly, "Why are you looking at me? Are there any fallen leaves on my face?"

Lin Manman's watery eyes were stained with displeasure, and she was a little at a loss for Mo Naoyan's strange behavior today.

The former Mo Naoyan was not like this. Although it was a bit annoying, he wouldn't have such an obvious gaze on himself, would he?
Thinking of this, Lin Manman even felt worried. Could it be that Mo Naoyan had any thoughts about him?

But that's true, after all, at the beginning, they didn't intend to make a good impression on Mo Naoyan and the others. Perhaps in their eyes, he wasn't good enough for Nie Tingshen, right?
Frowning tightly like twists, Lin Manman didn't know that Mo Naoyan didn't have such trivial matters in his heart.

A seed of love was planted in the heart of a young man. Although it didn't germinate, it was already pushing against the soil, trying to break through the soil.

"Don't be stupid. If you have that time, why not help clean it up."

Just as Mo Naoyan's thoughts were flying wildly, a broom was slapped directly into his hand, he suddenly came back to his senses, and stared blankly at Lin Manman beside him.

Lin Manman, who was wearing a high ponytail, put on rubber gloves early on, rolled up his sleeves and walked to the side of a fallen tree, and worked hard with a few servants.

Seeing Lin Manman take a step forward, several servants were terrified, desperately wanting to refuse Lin Manman's approach: "Miss Lin, please take a good rest, or something will happen, Mr. Nie The young master will not let us go."

"That's right, leave this kind of rough work to us. Be careful not to hurt your hands." The servants said to each other, wishing that Lin Manman could sit and watch the play.

Lin Manman is a typical person who can't be offended, especially the power of the Nie family and Ling Ling's care for Lin Manman. If they accidentally hurt Lin Manman, their life will be gone!

Thinking of this, several people couldn't help but sweat. They swallowed and became even more nervous.

"It's okay." Lin Manman smiled, his eyes bright: "Don't look at me like this, I am not weak, and I will definitely not get hurt."

Lin Manman had already made a gesture of preparing to lift the wood, and several people panicked when they saw it.

How can this be done?

Several domestic servants looked at each other, their faces were pale, and they didn't look bloody at all. None of them dared to bend down to cooperate with Lin Manman's movements, for fear of causing trouble.

"Sister, who asked you to do that kind of rough work?" Ling Ling noticed Lin Manman's figure, dropped the broom in his hand aggressively, and ran over.

A few servants stood obediently aside, their heads were lowered, they muttered something in a low voice, and looked at Ling Ling in front of them in fear.

Ling Ling's cold gaze had long been on them, and the servants broke out in a cold sweat, tremblingly opening their mouths: "Young Master, Young Master, we didn't..."

"Nothing?" Ling Ling yelled angrily, his voice full of anger: "It's fine for you to be lazy, but you still let your sister do such a dangerous job, believe it or not, I will deduct your salary!"

Ling Ling looked annoyed like a little adult, full of resentment and dissatisfaction, pointing his waist and accusing the servants in front of him one by one.

The servants all lowered their heads like children who have done something wrong, not daring to say a word of rebuttal, letting Ling Ling scold them angrily.

Lin Manman looked at everything in front of him helplessly. Such a scene is really happy to see. Could it be that he really can't help even a little bit?
I'm so idle here, Lin Manman can't wait to clean the courtyard by himself. If he doesn't have so many hands, maybe Lin Manman can really do it easily.

"Sister, sit down quickly. If they force you to work again, just tell me and I will help you!"

Ling Ling waved his small fist, looking reliable.

Several domestic servants died of grievances. It's okay for them to work hard and thanklessly. I didn't expect such a big pot to be buckled on their backs this time. Thousands of words really can't describe their misery.

The servants discussed in a low voice and left Ling Ling's eyes. They were busy with their own affairs, while Lin Manman sat on the side, like a plaster cast, and Ling Ling would notice even the slightest movement.

His small body can't bear the pressure of such a big broom, but he would rather use his immature hands to work with the broom for his own rest. Ling Ling, this guy, doesn't really think that he is an incompetent person with weak limbs?

Just about to stand up, Lin Manman glanced at Mo Naoyan's leisurely appearance, she frowned slightly, and couldn't believe that Mo Naoyan would actually be "fishing" on the side.

Suddenly, Lin Manman felt as if some small plan had arisen in his mind. He immediately smiled and cried out in pain, "Ouch, Ouch, I accidentally sprained my foot!"

Lin Manman's shout immediately attracted Ling Ling's attention, and he ran to Lin Manman's side like a little pug, anxiously checking: "Sister, how could you be so careless, show me quickly! "