The boss of a wealthy family is too clingy, and the beautiful secretary wants to quit

An Ran's voice seemed to have a kind of magic, instantly pulling Jiang Huainian back to reality from his world.

He looked at An Ran and collapsed weakly on the ring.

An Ran and Special Assistant Chen ran onto the stage quickly.

After going on stage, Special Assistant Chen quickly untied Jiang Huaian's protective gear and wiped the sweat off his face.

An Ran knelt opposite him and looked at him quietly, her eyes full of worry.

Jiang Huainian looked at An Ran with his deep and tired eyes.

He smiled softly: "I'm fine."

Special Assistant Chen found that there were light bruises on his face and blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth.

Assistant Chen's heart tightened, and he immediately took out his cell phone: "Boss Jiang, I'll contact the doctor!"

But Jiang Huainian waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need it.

He slowly sat up, leaned against the ring, closed his eyes and breathed heavily.

After resting for ten minutes, Jiang Huainian slowly opened his eyes, glanced at An Ran, and smiled slightly.

"I'm going to take a shower." His voice was a little weak.

The driver brought up a bag of clothes, and Special Assistant Chen immediately supported him and slowly walked towards the locker room.

After taking a shower, Jiang Huaian changed into clean clothes and walked out of the locker room.

His complexion looked slightly better, but the scars on his face were still obvious.

"It's late. I'll take you home." Jiang Huainian's eyes fell on An Ran, and there was a hint of tiredness in his voice.

The three of them went downstairs together and onto the empty street.

The streets were especially quiet in the early morning, with only a few sounds of dogs barking and insects chirping in the distance.

Late in the night of October, a breeze blew, bringing a hint of coolness.

The driver got out of the car and opened the door, and Special Assistant Chen got into the passenger seat in a flash.

An Ran had no choice but to open the back door and sit in the back seat with Jiang Huaian.

"Let's go to Shenzhen Apartment." Jiang Huainian said with his eyes closed.

"Let's take Mr. Jiang first." An Ran said to the driver.

Jiang Huaian didn't say anything.

Special Assistant Chen put on a sly smile and nodded at the driver.

soon.

The car arrived at Shencheng Yipin.

Special Assistant Chen got out of the car quickly and opened An Ran's door as well.

He said, "Please help me take Mr. Jiang upstairs."

An Ran said "oh".

The three of them went upstairs together.

Anran opened the door of Jiang Huaian's home with familiarity.

Jiang Huaian didn't sleep for several hours last night, and did several hours of strenuous exercise today. He returned home and sat on the sofa exhausted.

An Ran quickly poured a cup of warm water and handed it to Jiang Huainian.

He slowly opened his eyes, took the glass of water and drank half of it.

At this time, Special Assistant Chen handed over a medicine box: "Secretary An, please help him treat the wound."

An Ran was stunned, but still took the medicine box.

Special Assistant Chen whispered, "Help me, I have something to do and I have to leave first."

An Ran stared at him.

"It's late now, you can stay here tonight." Special Assistant Chen said, "I'm worried about you going back alone in the middle of the night. Mr. Jiang's house has many bedrooms, you can stay here for one night before going back."

Having said that, he ran away in a flash.

The room was quiet for a moment.

An Ran took a deep breath, picked up the medicine box and sat next to Jiang Huainian.

Take out the cotton swabs, iodine and ointment and place them neatly one by one.

"Mr. Jiang, let me help you apply the medicine." She whispered, trying her best to make her voice sound calm.

Jiang Huaian slowly opened his eyes and looked directly at An Ran with his deep gaze.

Feeling a little guilty when being looked at by Jiang Huainian, An Ran blinked several times, and her long eyelashes trembled quickly, as light as butterfly wings.

She quickly lowered her head to avoid Jiang Huainian's gaze.

Picking up a cotton swab dipped in iodine, she leaned close to Jiang Huainian and gently wiped the corners of his mouth.

Her fingers gently touched Jiang Huaian's cheek, feeling a slight coolness.

The two were so close that they could almost feel each other's breath, and an ambiguous atmosphere filled the air.

An Ran's heartbeat accelerated involuntarily. She tried to stay calm and continued to wipe Jiang Huainian's wound.

But the close distance made her senses unusually sharp.

She could feel Jiang Huainian's breath brushing the back of her hand, bringing a slight itchy sensation.

Jiang Huainian lowered his eyes and stared at her, with a hint of tenderness and doting in his eyes.

Anran got nervous and her hands unconsciously exerted force.

"hiss..."

An Ran raised her eyes and met his gaze. She was a little flustered, so flustered that her voice trembled, "Does it hurt? I'll be gentler."

Jiang Huainian looked at her with deep and gentle eyes, and asked in a low voice.

"Distressed?"

An Ran swallowed her saliva.

distressed?

some.

After all, it's the person I like.

An Ran tried her best to hide her inner panic and said calmly, "Boss Jiang, with your current popularity, being photographed with a facial injury will affect the company's image."

Jiang Huaian withdrew his gaze, laughed, leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes.

After applying iodine, Anran gently rubbed the ointment on the corners of his mouth.

The bruise on his cheek was more obvious than in the ring. An Ran stood up and went to the refrigerator to get an ice pack and wrapped it in a towel.

"Ms. Jiang, please apply the mask on your face yourself." She gently pushed Jiang Huainian's shoulder with her elbow.

Jiang Huainian opened his eyelids, glanced at her, and said with a pitiful look.

"My hands are weak."

An Ran frowned and put the ice pack on his face, not quite gently.

A cold feeling came over him, causing Jiang Huainian's expression to change slightly.

But he did not resist. He raised his head, closed his eyes, and enjoyed Anran's care, with a barely perceptible smile on the corner of his mouth.

An Ran wrinkled her nose and deliberately increased the strength of the hand holding the ice pack.

Jiang Huaian slowly opened his eyes and met An Ran's eyes.

An Ran suddenly panicked and immediately turned her eyes away, looking away.

"Thank you." Jiang Huai said in a young voice with a hint of tenderness in it.

"This is what subordinates should do." An Ran said calmly.

After applying the ice pack for a few minutes, she felt her hand holding the ice pack was a little cold.

In order not to affect the effect, she changed her hand and continued to apply the massage on him.

The hand that fell was slightly red.

Jiang Huainian looked at his red palms that were frozen and frowned immediately.

"I'll do it myself." He immediately reached out to take the ice pack.

An Ran didn't react for a moment and stared at Jiang Huainian in a daze.

When his hand covered her fingertips, their fingertips touched each other and she felt a subtle tremor.

It was an electric feeling that instantly spread throughout her body.

Her heartbeat quickened and her cheeks felt slightly hot.

Jiang Huainian also felt this subtle touch, and his heartbeat seemed to be synchronized with An Ran's and also accelerated.

In panic, Anran quickly pulled her hand back.

For a moment, both of them fell silent.

Jiang Huainian stared at her blankly, swallowed his saliva, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

Half a minute passed.

"Go back to your bedroom and rest." His voice was low and hoarse.

An Ran nodded woodenly, turned around and trotted back to the bedroom.