Almighty Little Secretary, She is Flirtatious and Arrogant

The scene at this moment is really embarrassing.

One's feet are wrapped in gauze and cannot touch the ground, and the other's hands cannot use any strength.

No matter how emotional the two "cripples" were, they still couldn't make any splash.

What's more, the moment Jiang Mingyu moved to the bed and lay down, there was a rustling sound at the door.

At that time, the man reluctantly kissed the tip of her sweaty nose, but when he turned to the side, he lost his balance.

"Jinchuan, be careful!"

Jiang Mingyu stood up suddenly, grabbed his arm, stabilized him again, and leaned against the head of the bed.

Tang Jinchuan lost control because he had almost no feeling in his hands.

The support of his arms alone was completely insufficient to meet all his life needs.

"Feel sorry."

The man smiled a little lonely, hiding the panic in his heart.

Jiang Mingyu's heart felt bitter, and she was speechless for a moment.

Fortunately, at this moment, Butler Tang's voice sounded at the door, trying his best to reduce his presence, but it was obviously ineffective. He said anxiously,

"My young master, please don't eavesdrop at the door to let your mother know that you are about to be spanked."

"It's okay, Uncle Tang, let him in."

Jiang Mingyu had already gotten out of bed and was sitting in a wheelchair, stuffing Tang Jinchuan with a quilt.

The few people outside suddenly fell silent when they heard her speak, and there was no movement at all.

After a few seconds, the door was finally pushed open.

Tang Jinchuan saw a handsome little boy holding the hand of a five or six-year-old boy with a cold face, standing at the door and looking into the room with a smile.

The little baby didn't show any fear at all, and his eyes were full of sparkling energy, very bright.

Standing behind the two children was the old housekeeper who had brought him up in the past.

He was also the only person who brought warmth to Tang Jinchuan after he returned to China.

"Master, master, are you okay?"

Butler Tang took the children into the house, and then bowed deeply and vigorously.

The voice was choked with deep distress.

This old housekeeper, who had no relatives and left the Tang family resolutely when he got old without receiving any care or retention, really loved Tang Jinchuan as his own grandson.

There was too much emotion and emotion in that "young master".

Who would have thought that that farewell in the past could almost separate us forever.

"Uncle Tang, long time no see."

And Tang Jinchuan's "Uncle Tang" voice instantly broke Butler Tang's guard, and he couldn't help but shed tears.

The originally straight back suddenly became much older.

It reveals the involuntary desire for family affection at this age.

Butler Tang could tell that Tang Jinchuan had changed.

Becoming more humane, emotional, and direct.

Just those hands.

I don’t know if it will be better or not.

Everyone's mood was not high.

But at this moment, Nangong Anyao ran over quickly, climbed onto the bed along Jiang Mingyu's wheelchair, and then sat directly on Tang Jinchuan's lap without ceremony, facing him face to face.

He frowned, with a "serious" look on his face.

Tang Jinchuan knew that this child was the eldest son of the Nangong family and the Si family, so he was not too surprised.

But he didn't expect to be preempted by this little guy. He put his little hands on his hips and asked directly,

"Uncle Tang, is it you who has been secretly stalking my mommy before?"

Tang Jinchuan, "?!!!"

Jiang Mingyu, "!!!"

Family love is priceless~~~