Five years later, she surprised the world with her Zaizai

Luo Jiahui was full of smiles when he thought of his daughter's illness being cured.

"The person who cured Yan Yan's heart ailment was a little miracle doctor in her early twenties. She was very young and was an expert in traditional Chinese medicine. I just recognized her as my adopted daughter today."

Luo Jiahui adopted Ning Nuannuan as his adopted daughter and regarded her as a member of the Luo family in his heart. His face was filled with pride when he mentioned her.

"It's a pity that she left earlier, otherwise my uncle could meet her, and maybe she could also learn about medical skills with your future granddaughter-in-law..."

Mr. Bo twirled his beard, with no regrets on his face.

He had no regrets about not being able to see the so-called little miracle doctor.

Anyway...

In his heart, none of the ten little miracle doctors could compare to his precious grandson-in-law.

"Let's talk about it later when we have a chance. As long as Xiaoyan's illness recovers, it will be fine."

"Yep."

Luo Jiahui and his wife personally took the old man to the VIP room to rest. Only the younger generation was left in the banquet hall.

Ning Yunyan stood where she was, not in danger, and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

Luo Yan duly handed Ning Yunyan a bottle of champagne.

"Miss Ning, are you very hot?"

"No." Ning Yunyan took the wine glass and smiled.

"Really? You seem to be sweating a lot?" Luo Yan swung her wine glass and smiled, with a funny look in her eyes.

Although Ning Yunyan in front of her had eyes very similar to Ning Nuannuan, Luo Yan just didn't like her.

Ning Yunyan also felt Luo Yan's hostility.

Ning Yunyan was confused and didn't understand where Luo Yan's hostility towards her came from. She still replied with a smile on her face: "I didn't pay attention, Miss Luo. If you didn't say anything, I wouldn't have noticed it at all..."

In the upper class, the most indispensable thing is acting skills.

Especially between women.

Luo Yan was not surprised at all by Ning Yunyan's reaction.

However, from the bottom of her heart, she didn't like this woman who was cute on the outside but had deep inner thoughts.

Too lazy to deal with a woman he didn't like, Luo Yan said she was tired and left with Shen Binghe.

Ning Yunyan looked at Luo Yan's back, and the corners of her mouth that had been raised suddenly dropped, and she gritted her teeth and cursed.

wipe!

What is this Luo family?

When she marries into the Bo family and becomes the head matron of the Bo family, she wants to see if Luo Yan still dares to act like a young lady in front of her.

endure.

Everything still needs to be tolerated.

However, she firmly believes that her goal can be achieved.

……

the other side.

Considering this, the four little guys should have fallen asleep, and Bo Shiyan did not take Ning Nuannuan back to Bo Mansion.

Instead, he took her to the presidential suite at the Imperial Hotel.

Bo Shiyan took out a nightgown from the cabinet and said to Ning Nuannuan, "Put it on and I'll help you bandage it later."

"Oh."

Ning Nuannuan frowned slightly as she looked at Bo Shiyan, who was standing still.

"I'm going to change clothes." Ning Nuannuan's implication was to ask the man in front of her to avoid it.

but--

Unexpectedly, the man slowly walked up to her, glanced at her injured arm, and ordered in a deep voice: "If you don't avoid it, you can change it to yours."

"Bo Shiyan...can you..."

"An injured person has no right to make demands." Bo Shiyan said with deep eyes, "Don't worry, no matter how hungry I am, I won't do anything to an injured person."

"..."

Ning Nuannuan's body had been shown to Bo Shiyan before.

But those were all fragments of drunkenness and injuries, and now her head is clear.

At the thought of changing clothes under Bo Shiyan's eyes, Ning Nuannuan's apricot eyes flickered, her ears turned slightly red, and her heart felt like a rabbit had been kicked.

"Get off quickly."

"I...I'd better go to the bathroom."

Seeing that Ning Nuannuan was thinking wrongly, Bo Shiyan sighed softly, feeling a little funny, but there was nothing he could do about her.

"The blood on your arm has seeped into your dress. If I don't help you change it, do you really want to tear the wound open again with your clothes on?"