The rich and powerful family: Leng Shao, please don't tease!

When Leng Jinran rushed to the small park, what he saw was two cars overlapping and colliding with each other. After the explosion, they had burned into a pile of irregular scrap iron.

His face was darker than the surrounding night, and he looked around with dark eyes, looking at those busy policemen, Leng Jinran frowned, but finally said nothing, and followed Mingchuan all the way to another path.

"Young Master, Young Madam...it's nothing serious, don't worry too much."

Comforting Leng Jinran in a low voice, Ming Chuan's heart was still beating wildly until now.

God knows, when he heard the report from his subordinates that the young lady's car was out of control, what kind of scalp numbness he felt.

Not daring to think about what would happen, Mingchuan reported to Leng Jinran, located and tracked Lin Weiwei's car, and came all the way to this park.

Seeing that pile of scrap iron, Ming Chuan even wanted to die.

When he found Lin Weiwei who was hiding by the wall, Ming Chuan hadn't said the words of self-blame yet, but she greeted her with a smile on her face, "A Chuan, I knew, you would definitely find me!"

Mingchuan, who doesn't believe in gods and Buddhas but only believes in himself, for the first time in his life, thanked God in his heart.

Ming Chuan stopped when he saw the car parked at the back gate of the park and a few subordinates guarding the surroundings from a distance.

Before he could speak, Leng Jinran beside him rushed past him like a gust of wind.

The few people beside the car gave a brief command, and Ming Chuan turned around and went in the direction he came from.

"slight……"

Opening the car door and getting in the car, looking at Lin Weiwei who wrapped herself up like a silkworm baby with a blanket, Leng Jinran's heart seemed to be alive again just now.

I wanted to say I'm sorry because I didn't protect you well, but before Leng Jinran could speak, Lin frowned slightly and shrank back.

"Husband, shall we go home?"

Lin wrinkled his nose slightly with a pained face, "I'm about to stink to death from myself."

The tense and heavy atmosphere disappeared in an instant because of her funny expression and disdain for her words, and Leng Jinran's movement of reaching out to hug her was stopped because of her conflicting eyes.

Only then did the expression on his face ease, and Leng Jinran ordered in a deep voice, "Drive..."

An hour later, Lin Weiwei came out of the bathroom with a strange expression on his face.

From head to toe, she has washed her hair with shampoo and shower gel several times, but why does she still feel that she stinks?

No, you have to wash it again.

Turning around to go to the bathroom, just as Lin Weiwei moved her body, Leng Jinran hugged her from behind.

"Fool, the skin will peel off after washing..."

Looking at Lin Weiwei whose body was as red as a shrimp, one can imagine how vigorously she scrubbed herself just now, she just barely scraped off a layer of skin, Leng Jinran said with a smile.

"Don't you think I stink now?"

Breaking away from Leng Jinran's embrace and walking a few steps away, Lin Weiwei smelled her arm, then her hand, with a disgusted expression on her face, "It smells like a stinky sewer, it stinks to death..."

"I don't despise you."

"But I despise myself..."

Before she finished speaking, Lin Weiwei paused.

The bath towel on her body fell without warning, her body felt cold and her face felt hot, Lin Weiwei's mind went blank for a moment.

There was a snow-white bath towel on the ground, and in front of her eyes was the man's smiling face after being stunned for a moment, Lin Weiwei didn't know whether she should pick up the bath towel and wrap herself up, or just reach out and cover his eyes quickly.