I forcefully pamper the little pitiful uncle, he is wild and lustful

Ji Kai was borrowing an umbrella from the person in charge, but in the blink of an eye, he saw his CEO also rushing into the rain curtain.

He could only call anxiously to the seven or eight embarrassed subordinates beside him: "Why are you standing there in a daze? Didn't you see that the president has gone to find him? Hurry up and go help."

There wasn't a lot of garbage in this cart. A few people stepped forward and soon found something similar to what An was looking for in the garbage.

But that thing had obviously been burned by fire.

The log-colored wooden box had been mostly burned. After being poured by the rain, it lay dark on the ground, and most of the contents inside were reduced to ashes.

"President, this should be it." Ji Kai held the almost falling apart thing in front of Ling Shaoqing.

An Ruo raised her head suddenly, her eyes hurting.

She stretched out her hand, not even daring to touch the burned wooden box.

But despite this, she still recognized it. This was her mother's relic that Uncle Zhao had shown her.

Right now, the box was burned black, and the ashes inside were being washed away by the rain.

"No!" An Ruo let out a cry of grief, and she couldn't bear it and fainted.

Ling Shaoqing picked the person up in his arms, held up a princess and carried him to the car: "Ji Kai, find an expert and try to restore the contents inside."

Ji Kai is in a dilemma.

This thing wasn't dropped or broken. It was burned to ashes by fire. Even if you call for gods, it can't be restored.

But when the president spoke, he didn't dare not listen, so he could only nod in agreement.

The car drove away from the junkyard and drove straight to the Lookout Mountain Villa.

Before they went back, the doctor had arrived early and was waiting in the villa.

They stayed in the garbage dump for more than two hours, and they were covered in stench.

As soon as he entered the door, Ling Shaoqing carried him into the bathroom.

Uncle Li asked the maid to put in the hot water in advance. Ling Shaoqing handed her over to the maid: "Clean her up and change her clothes."

"Yes, sir."

But Anruo seemed to be very insecure. Even if she passed out now, her hands were still holding on to the corner of Ling Shaoqing's clothes tightly and wouldn't let go.

Ling Shaoqing tried to take her hand away, but to no avail, he could only take off his tie: "You all can go out."

The maid looked at An Ruo, who was lying in the bathtub, and then at Ling Shaoqing. She didn't move for a moment. Ling Shaoqing had lost her patience and reprimanded in a low voice: "Get out!"

This annoying little girl!

Ling Shaoqing had no choice but to tie the tie he had just taken off around his eyes.

……

About half an hour later, Ling Shaoqing also changed her clothes and carried An Ruo, who had already put on her pink nightgown, to the bed.

"Let the doctor come in."

Two doctors walked in together. One of them first treated the injuries on An Ruo's forehead and face, and then checked her pulse: "Mr. Ling, this lady is fine. She has qi stagnation and the rain. If you catch a cold, you can fully recover by taking a few medicines."

Ling Shaoqing nodded and looked at the other one.

That doctor is a well-known plastic surgery expert in Beijing, and many celebrities are lining up to see him.

But when he saw the injury on An Ruo's face, he was immediately speechless.

What is the use of a bull's knife to kill a chicken?

"Mr. Ling, with all due respect, the wound on this young lady's face will heal naturally and there won't be any scars."

Ling Shaoqing didn't say anything, and gently pulled up the thin quilt, exposing An Ruo's calves.

Only then did the doctor see the palm-sized scar on An Ruo's calf.

"Mr. Ling, this scar looks very old."

Ling Shaoqing nodded: "It's been almost ten years. Is there any way to get rid of it?"

The doctor frowned slightly: "It's a little difficult, but there is still a way. I need to go back and study the preparation of medicines."

Ling Shaoqing personally sent the plastic surgeon out: "Use the best medicine, no matter how much it costs."

Only then did Ji Kai realize that he had been stuffed with dog food.

No wonder his president asked him to contact the best plastic surgeon, but he turned out to be waiting here!

This iron tree, which has not bloomed for ten thousand years, is in full bloom.

When An Ruo woke up, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

In order to accompany her, Ling Shaoqing turned down a very important transnational meeting.

"you're awake?"

An Ruo rubbed her head, which was still a little swollen, and it took a while before she came back to her senses. Looking at the familiar room in front of her, she actually returned to Ling Yue's villa.

"Uncle, why are you here?"

"Are you hungry? I'll take you downstairs to eat first, and we'll talk about other things after you're full."

After saying that, Ling Shaoqing started to hug her, but An Ruo frowned and backed away holding the quilt.

"Uncle, I can go by myself."

Moreover, it is really inappropriate to hug each other like this.

Ling Shaoqing looked at An Ruo's blushing cheeks and realized that he was a little embarrassed.

Hey, isn’t this a habit?

He couldn't wait to hold the little girl in his arms and pamper her after finally finding her.

Ling Shaoqing personally bent down and handed An Ruo the slippers.

An Ruo, who belatedly realized that she had changed all her clothes, felt extremely fresh, and had obviously taken a shower.

Realizing this, she stared down at herself again and again, and then looked up at Ling Shaoqing again and again. After a long while, she blushed and choked out: "I...you..."

Ling Shaoqing's ears rarely turned red, but he said: "Then what...the maid changed it for you."

This is definitely a white lie, he could even swear that he didn't see anything!

After all, his eyes were tied with a tie, but during the process of taking a shower and changing clothes, contact was still inevitable. Ling Shaoqing's heart was beating fast when he thought of the smooth and soft touch under his fingers.

The little girl, who was only three months old, had unexpected thoughts about people.

Inappropriate, inappropriate!

Ling Shaoqing silently did a lot of psychological construction for himself, and then suppressed the strange thoughts in his heart.

"Let's go, eat first."

An Ruo was thinking about her mother's belongings and asked him as she went downstairs: "Uncle, where are the things my mother left behind?"

"Ji Kai took it to an expert to repair it and will probably send it over tonight."

She had seen the miserable condition of the box with her own eyes. Even if it was repaired, it would not be repairable if everything inside was burned.

An Ruo felt as if she was stuck in a mess, so she couldn't think of eating.

Ling Shaoqing sat next to her, scooping soup for her, helping her arrange the dishes, and even picked out the fish bones for her.

However, Anruo's food was tasteless at the moment. After moving her chopsticks for a few times, she frowned and stopped eating.

"Not to your taste?"

An Ruo lowered her head and said nothing.

Ling Shaoqing frowned slightly and raised his hand: "Uncle Li, remove all these and let the kitchen do it again."

Uncle Li hurriedly brought the servants forward to remove the dishes: "Okay, sir, make arrangements immediately."

An Ruo felt a little guilty. She didn't want to trouble others: "Uncle, it's just that I don't want to eat it. It's not that it's not delicious. There's no need to bother making it again."

"If you don't want to eat it, then the food is not to your liking, and that's their fault."

What absurdity is this?

But Uncle Li also echoed: "Sir, you are right."

Wait a moment! gentlemen? Uncle Li called him sir?