The Pillow of the Bad President

Chapter 021, I seem to have sprained my ankle

Jiang Fang completed the task assigned to him by the boss, and when he was about to leave, he heard an elegant female voice behind him calling him: "Mr. Jiang!"

Jiang Fang turned around, and saw Lin Wan Bai holding a suit.

Lin Wan Bai had already changed his clothes. Fortunately, the manager just reprimanded her and did not punish her. Naturally, she couldn't settle accounts with that little boy, because she couldn't afford to mess with him. Those who could get on this cruise ship were either rich or expensive, and She also knew that the little boy was instigated by Lin Yaoyao.

She deliberately asked someone for the assistant's name, and she was grateful.

After all, everyone at the reception was watching the fun, and no one wanted to come forward to help. He was the only one who reached out to help her out, so her tone was more sincere, "Mr. Jiang, thank you at the reception just now, I'm sorry for your coat." It has been ironed, and I will return it to you!"

"You misunderstood, this coat belongs to Mr. Huo!" Jiang Fang said.

"Uh..." Lin Wan Bai was stunned.

The coat belongs to Huo Chang Yuan, so...

"I always do things according to Mr. Huo's orders!" Jiang Fang directly answered her doubts, when the phone rang, he took it out, and said to her apologetically, "I'm sorry, I answered a call, Mr. Huo is on the front deck Come on, go over and return it to him yourself!"

Lin Wan Bai saw Jiang Fang pick up the phone, it seemed that it was a business matter and it wouldn't be over for a while.

She touched the fine material of the suit, pursed her lips, and walked towards the deck.

From a distance, he saw a tall figure on the deck.

Huo Chang Yuan didn't change his clothes, but the suit jacket was in her arms, and there was only a white shirt left on top of him, with the cuffs rolled up to the elbows, revealing his muscular forearms.

He was lying on the fence with his upper body lying on his back, holding a cell phone in his cigarette-clamping hand.

The screen was on, and he didn't know if he was sending a message or browsing the news, reflecting his deep and deep eyes.

A person, indifferent, seems to be separated from a world.

Lin Wan Bai regained his composure, and continued to walk forward, but within two steps, there was a faltering figure in his sight.

It was an elderly woman, wearing a cleaner's uniform, holding a huge black garbage bag in both hands. Maybe the garbage bag was too heavy, and it just fell to the man's feet when it swayed.

"Ah! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The woman apologized in panic.

Lin Wan Bai held his breath for a moment.

Because she saw his frowning, and when he was sweating for the woman, she was surprised to see that he didn't show any displeasure or reprimand, but instead put away the phone, and then leaned over to reach out to help.

Lin Wan Bai noticed the details of him snuffing out the cigarette immediately, and using his hands to disperse the smoke.

The woman panicked when she saw this, and waved her hands flattered: "Don't! Don't do it, sir! Your clothes must be very expensive. I'm dirty, but don't let you get dirty too..."

"It's okay." Huo Chang Yuan didn't mind, although his voice was usually indifferent, but his tone was very patient, "Can you stand up? Auntie, just now I saw that you fell hard, did you get hurt anywhere?"

"Looks like I've sprained my ankle!" The woman replied, moving her leg.

"Let me see." Seeing the woman's shocked eyes, Huo Chang Yuan bent his knees and squatted down.

At this time, there were only sporadic lights on the deck, and a faint halo of light emerged from his back, and his whole body was covered with fuzzy fringes, making his outstanding face even more breathtaking like a work of art.

Lin Wan Bai was in a daze, but he couldn't move his gaze away.

Something is quietly changing in the bottom of my heart.