Girl Forced to Marry Her Sister's Husband: The President's Private Treasure

He could only make a sharp turn and disappeared at the end of the road at lightning speed.

Over there, Jasmine was lying on the ground in a daze.

She seemed to have been petrified, the pain in her knee, the sprained ankle, and the stained skirt were nothing to her.

Her brain was completely frozen, and she lost consciousness.

A child who is only 8 years old, almost can no longer breathe the air of this world!

Fear of death made her stiffen all over.

She just had her chest heaving violently, her whole body was trembling, and she murmured in a low voice: "Dad, Dad, Dad, save Jasmine..."

dad……

Jasmine almost died...

Almost, I will never see my dearest father again...

After an unknown amount of time, she felt a pair of clean hands pulling her up.

Her ankle was injured and she couldn't stand up by herself, so the man put his arm around her and lifted her up.

An awkward voice sounded next to his ears, "Don't cry, it's useless to cry. I'll take you to the clinic to see if your foot is seriously injured. Don't become crippled by then. I won't be responsible."

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"Forehead……?"

This voice was so familiar. Jasmine had already sunk into the abyss of fear and almost lost all sanity, but she suddenly regained some sanity because of this voice.

She raised her small head blankly and looked at the boy in front of her.

Yes, it was a handsome boy, wearing a white shirt with rosettes, beige trousers, and clean shoes that were not stained with dust.

That face was indescribably perfect, stern, and a bit concerned.

This boy is Huo Ziming!

Jasmine was stunned, feeling very dizzy.

She suddenly felt that everything today should be a dream...

How could I have heard Auntie Xiaoyu say such things, and how could I have been almost hit by a car...

And how could it be possible to run into Huo Ziming? Doesn't Huo Ziming hate himself?

Huo Ziming should hate himself to death because of Xiaomi scratching his shoulder last time.

He doesn't even want to be friends with himself, he doesn't want to talk to himself, seeing himself as cold as a stranger, how can he save himself?

It must be a dream! !

It must be a dream! ! !

But even if it's a dream, it's still a beautiful dream...

Huo Ziming, like a prince saving a princess from a monster, saved himself...

Jasmine sobbed, and she suddenly seemed to have tear ducts, and big tears flowed down her face.

He muttered in his small mouth, "It's a dream, it must be a dream... What a strange dream... Woohoo..."

Huo Ziming shook his head and looked at Situ Moli in front of him.

The little guy was so frightened that he must have thought it was a dream.

Speaking of it, he also felt that what happened today was really strange. He took his drawing board and wanted to go to the park to sketch, but he saw a familiar figure from a long distance away, it was the little princess Situ Moli.

But her expression was not the same as usual.

She looked terrified, as if she had lost her mind, walking around like a headless chicken.

I passed her by, but she didn't recognize herself, feeling like she was panicking about something.

Huo Ziming didn't plan to meddle in her business, he never liked to meddle in other people's business.