Loved by billions, will the president marry me?

Gu Wanwan stood on the spot like a puppet, watched the young man handle his wound gracefully, and then stood in front of her and asked in a low voice, "How is it? Does it look good?"

How can the wound be considered good or not?

It was as if a small bug had crawled on his lower abdomen, fortunately it wasn't too deep and didn't hurt the vitals, otherwise it would be troublesome.

"How can the wound look good?" Gu Wanwan muttered in a low voice, and accidentally glanced at his lower abdomen.

"What? Something else looks better?" Ji Chenfeng was a little annoyed. Does this woman have no shame at all?

She can still stare at the man, hasn't she seen it?

"Oh..." Gu Wanwan didn't know what he meant by asking this question, but just picked up the clothes he threw on the carpet, and cleaned up the mess on the ground.

"Oh, what do you mean? Is it good or not?" Ji Chenfeng changed into a clean and loose dark gray sweater after wrapping up the gauze, and sat on the sofa drinking hot tea.

This woman is very generous in helping him do things, and she seems to be a little familiar with things.

It doesn't mean that she does housework well, but that she seems to be very familiar with him when doing things for him.

"You're well developed." Gu Wanwan didn't know how to answer, so she muttered something and walked out of Ji Chenfeng's room with those blood-stained clothes.

Ji Chenfeng's face turned red all of a sudden, yet she can still say that she is well developed?

How many men must be compared to know that he is well developed?

He was so angry that he vomited blood, and the wound seemed to be about to burst open.

Quickly drink some hot tea to calm down, sooner or later this woman will get mad at her.

After taking two sips of tea, the phone started to ring, calling to mention his grandfather.

"Chenfeng, are you injured?" His grandfather's voice was obviously a little old, and when it came out from the radio waves, he felt helpless and distressed.

"Small injury." To him, it was really a minor injury. Although there was a little bleeding, it was no problem after it was stitched up.

"Why didn't you leave a way for those people to survive?" Old Master Ji sighed, maybe he was old and didn't want to make too many enemies.

"They want to tie me up and ask you for money. It's not a day or two. Don't they kill me? Why don't you let them tie me up?" Ji Chenfeng said lightly, with a bit of ruthlessness in his tone. Not like what a 16-year-old boy should be.

"You can hand it over to the police." Mr. Ji still persuaded patiently.

"Your naive grandfather, handing over to the police is the same as killing them. What I want is to prevent future troubles." Ji Chenfeng put down the cup in his hand, and the wound in his abdomen hurt faintly when he spoke.

He never takes painkillers because he needs to stay awake at all times and let the pain remind him of what happened.

So to be stronger after every pain.

"What I'm afraid of is that if you kill Swank's own brother, he won't let it go." Mr. Ji expressed his worries, and he really shrank back as he got older.

"Then even Swank will be eradicated together." The 16-year-old boy had a murderous intent in his eyes, and he spoke firmly and decisively.

"Chen Feng, don't act rashly and wait for me to go to France so we can have a good discussion." The phone was hung up before he finished speaking. His two grandsons were not good-tempered, cold and hard.

After hanging up the phone, there were two knocks on the door.

"Ji Chenfeng, would you like something to eat?" Gu Wanwan pushed open the door with a tray in her hand, and the aroma of food instantly filled the air...