After Ling Guo and Mi Ke completely disappeared from sight, Jiang Leng sighed and turned to look at Wen Sunan who was leaning against the sofa:

"Are you okay?"

Wen Sunan lowered his eyes, glanced at his hands, which were already tightly wrapped in gauze, and raised a wry smile on his lips:

"It's okay for the time being."

"only......"

He shook his hands that were wrapped into mummy:

“Eating is a problem now.”

"Otherwise, I wouldn't have troubled Miss Mike to feed me by myself."

Jiang sneered:

"rare."

"Since that guy left, you're the first person Miko is willing to take care of."

Jiang Leng has given Micosay a great man before.

Not only patients, but also all kinds of men, young, older, lively, steady...

No matter what kind of man he was, the final result was that Mike beaten out and could never get close to her.

Her heart seemed to be completely blocked after the person left.

Although Mike never dared to mention that man, nor did he want to hear anyone mention it, he always said that she had completely forgotten it.

But as the boss of Mike for many years, how could Jiang Leng not know Mike, the little girl?

If she really doesn't care, why don't she let others mention it?

Wen Sunan frowned:

"Except that person?"

"Who?"

Jiang Leng paused, and then realized that he seemed to be talking too much in front of Wen Sunan.

So he smiled, his voice faint:

"Nothing, it's just a friend of Mike."

After saying that, he turned his gaze on Wen Sunan's hands:

"I asked the doctor before, and the doctor said that if you can recuperate well, your hands will be able to move normally in one or two months."

"If you play the piano or do fine manual work, you will be affected, and others will not."

The man's words made Wen Sunan laugh:

"With my rough hands, why are you talking about playing the piano and doing surprise handicrafts?"

From childhood to adulthood, he has been a child of poor families.

He has thought about playing the piano and envied the hobby of rich people.

But the family could not provide him with such an environment, so he naturally gave up.

"But you will not be there in the future."

Jiang Leng walked to the window and looked at the cloudy sky outside, with a little coldness on his lips:

"From now on, you will be the adopted son of Ling Xiucheng and Liu Ruyan. Like Ling Yujin, you will be the second young master of the Ling family."

"If you are willing to learn something like playing piano, the Ling family has such conditions."

Jiang Leng's words made Wen Sunan laugh bitterly.

Ling Xiucheng and Liu Ruyan’s second child, the second young master of the Ling family like Ling Yujin?

Is he worthy?

"If I promise them now, I will choose to be the second young master of the Ling family, all for Cheng Ru."

"They said that only the Ling family is qualified to know Cheng Ru's condition, so I chose to be the Ling family."

"But everyone knows that my surname is not Ling, and I have no blood relationship with Ling Xiucheng and Liu Ruyan."

Even his father, Lao Wen and Ling Xiucheng, was once a rival to love.

For Ling Xiucheng, he is the child of his rival. Could he really openly accept him?

Everyone knew very well that Liu Ruyan wanted to keep him in the Ling family, but she was just kind-hearted.

If he really regards himself as the second young master of the Ling family without knowing it, this would be truly ridiculous.
Chapter completed!