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

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.

He carried the drawing board on his back and walked forward.

However, for some reason, he recalled that day when Situ Moli was crying and eating the ugly pudding cake she made for him with a disfigured face.

He also thought of the way Situ Moli bent down and laboriously dug a hole in the soil, burying the broken butterfly.

...a little bastard.

I don't know why, it seems to be possessed by a ghost.

Huo Ziming actually forgot that he wanted to sketch, and followed Situ Moli silently.

After following Santiaojie, he himself felt very strange.

But Situ Moli didn't notice him at all, she seemed to have lost her soul, staggering, walking on the side of the road as if she wanted to take a taxi, not knowing where she was going.

Huo Ziming was about to leave by himself, she might have to go home.

But at this moment, a fiery red sports car drove straight towards her! !

As shrewd as Huo Ziming, he immediately knew that the sports car was aimed at Situ Moli. At such a speed, he would definitely send Situ Moli to heaven! !

But Situ Moli is the little princess of City A, the treasure of Situ Chenjue.

Who dares to do such a thing?

To kill her? ? ?

Huo Ziming felt that this matter was very strange, but at present, he could only stabilize Jasmine's mood first, send her to the hospital, and treat her ankle injury, and then talk about the next thing.

He wants to protect her...

Situ Moli looked at Huo Ziming in front of her, and after a while she said timidly, "Ziming, you, are you the real Ziming?"

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"Fool, is there a fake Huo Ziming?"

Seeing her like this, Huo Ziming's heart suddenly softened.

He stretched out his hand and hooked the tip of Jasmine's little nose, "You idiot, if you don't believe me, touch it and see if I'm real?"

Jasmine stared blankly at Huo Ziming. After a while, as if she had realized something, she stretched out her small hand to touch Huo Ziming's face, and there was a smooth and gentle touch...

This is really real, not a dream!

Jasmine pinched her tiger's jaw fiercely, the pain was so painful that she almost cried out.

This is true, Ziming is true...

Many, many flowers seemed to bloom in Jasmine's heart.

At this moment, she forgot everything, Ye Xiaoyu's lie, the sports car that almost took her life just now, and just stared blankly at Huo Ziming, as if there was a flower on his face.

Huo Ziming shook his head, "Okay, don't look at me blankly like that, like a fool, go, I'll take you to the clinic."

Jasmine nodded obediently. In front of Huo Ziming, she was an obedient kitten.

When we arrived at the private VIP clinic that Huo Ziming often went to, the doctor there couldn't help being very surprised to see Huo Ziming bringing a little girl. Everyone knows that although Huo Ziming is only ten years old, he is like a young adult, mature, old-fashioned, and very cold. Basically, I don't talk much to people.

He actually brought an injured little girl to see a doctor today. What kind of relationship does this little girl have with him? It's not his sister Huo Tianai.

——It’s here today, although Huanyan is still suffering, but the good show will be staged soon, Ziming and Jasmine are very cute haha