As soon as he entered the villa, he saw Wu Ma and Aunt Li surrounding Zhao Keer. Luo Mingxuan placed Zhao Keer on the sofa, and sat next to him. Regardless of her resistance, he grabbed Zhao Keer's left foot, rolled her trouser legs to her knees, and then said.

"Ma Wu, do you have ice packs at home? Is there any ice cubes? Ke's ankle twisted."

When Wu Ma heard this, she was about to run to the kitchen. Uncle Li, who was standing in the distance, had already run to the kitchen.

"I'll get it."

Then, everyone's eyes fell on Zhao Keer's ankle. When Wu Ma saw it, she shouted whirringly.

"Oh, why is it so swollen? I'm sure I'm just twisting. Should I go to the hospital to see it? Take a video to see if there is any damage to the bone."

"Ma Wu, I'm fine, I just look a bit serious."

Seeing that everyone was worried, Zhao Keer did not forget to comfort them, but when his eyes fell on Luo Mingxuan, he rolled his eyes directly, and then slapped off his hand that was placed on her ankle with disgust.

"Take your salty hand away."

At this time, Mo Yurou and Xiao Zichen sat opposite Zhao Keer and the others with the expressions of melon-eating crowds. Mo Yurou leaned lazily in Xiao Zichen's arms. The two of them glanced at Zhao Keer's sprained ankle, and then Mo Yurou spoke lazily.

"What the hell is going on? Kerr, is this guy bullying you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Mingxuan said anxiously.

"Heaven and earth have a conscience. I want her to be my wife. How could she bully her? She said she wanted to practice Taekwondo with me. Who would have thought that after practicing for a while, she sprained her foot."

After hearing what Luo Mingxuan said, Mo Yurou looked at Zhao Keer skeptically. She didn't believe it was that simple.

At this time, Zhao Keer didn't want to spread his embarrassing behavior. When he met Mo Yurou's eyes, he nodded guiltily.

However, just when Zhao Keer thought the matter was over, but Xiao Zichen, who was standing beside him, spoke.

"No, Mingxuan, are you talking about Miss Zhao going to make an appointment with you? She is not..."

"Ahem...hey, Xiao Zichen, why don't you allow me to make an appointment with him?"

Before Xiao Zichen could finish his words, he was interrupted nervously by Zhao Keer. Then, Zhao Keer kept winking at Mo Yurou. Luo Mingxuan, who was beside him, pretended not to see it, and lowered his head to help Zhao Keer deal with his sprained ankle.

Mo Yurou received Zhao Keer's eyes and smiled faintly, then stopped talking.

Seeing this, Xiao Zichen, who was standing beside him, spoke again with a smirk.

"Mingxuan, I remember that you haven't touched the Taekwondo project for many years, why did you suddenly become interested again?"

As soon as Xiao Zichen said this, Zhao Keer's face changed, he looked up at Xiao Zichen and asked.

"What do you mean? You said he used to play Taekwondo?"

Xiao Zichen held his smile, nodded seriously, and said.

"This guy was the president of Taekwondo club during his school days and won the championship of inter-school competitions. He was a black belt at the age of seventeen. Why don't you know?"

Xiao Zichen pretended to be puzzled. Mo Yurou, who was beside her, saw Xiao Zichen's appearance and was afraid of provoking Zhao Keer, so she kept holding back her laughter and almost hurt her internal injuries.

When Zhao Keer heard this, he frowned at first, then furiously stood up from the sofa, looked at Luo Mingxuan and asked.

"Don't you dislike force sports?"

After hearing this, Luo Mingxuan nodded sincerely, and said without forgetting to hold Zhao Keer.

"You sit down first. If you have sprain, you should use ice as soon as possible, otherwise you may not be able to walk tomorrow."

As he said that, Luo Mingxuan picked up the ice bag and placed it in the position where Zhao Keer was sprained.

Zhao Keer looked at Luo Mingxuan and asked again.

"Tell me quickly, do you like force sports?"

Luo Mingxuan nodded and replied.

"Yes, is there any problem?"

Seeing Luo Mingxuan's sincere look, Zhao Keer frowned and said again.

"Then why are you practicing Taekwondo?"

When Zhao Keer said this, Luo Mingxuan smiled slightly and asked back.

“So, to you, is Taekwondo a sport of force?”

Zhao Keer nodded and replied.

"Isn't it?"

Unexpectedly, Luo Mingxuan smiled faintly again and replied.

"When I came here, Taekwondo was just a competitive sport. Is it a martial arts sport? Muay Thai is one, and there is also a black underground boxing match. This is too bloody and I don't like it. What if I have such a handsome face broken, you should dislike me."

As he said that, Luo Mingxuan actually blinked at Zhao Keer. When Zhao Keer saw it, he was shocked and rolled his eyes with disgust.

Then he said with resentment on his face.

"Shut up."

Afterwards, Zhao Keer looked up at Mo Yurou with a pitiful look on his face, but at this time Xiao Zichen and Mo Yurou were together with each other, and did not receive any look from Zhao Keer.

"Yu Rou, I'm injured. Don't you come and care about me?"

Seeing the sweet tooth-lossed scene in front of him, Zhao Keer was stimulated and complained.

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Zichen said.

"Didn't Mingxuan care about you? Why are you always pestering my Yurou?"

As he said that, Xiao Zichen pulled Mo Yurou and stood up, not giving Zhao Keer a chance to speak, and said to Mo Yurou.

"Yuro, let's go and we'll finish our meal."

After saying that, he looked back at Luo Mingxuan and said.

"Stay and have dinner together."

Luo Mingxuan nodded, and then Xiao Zichen and Mo Yurou left the living room.

Seeing this, Zhao Keer angrily slapped the sofa and accidentally sprained the coffee table, which made him sweat in a cold sweat.

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"Be careful, does it hurt?"

Seeing this, Luo Mingxuan immediately supported Zhao Keer and asked with concern.

Zhao Keer was very irritable at this time and saw Luo Mingxuan scattering all his anger on him.

"It's all your fault if you try to hurt."

"Yes, yes, it's all my fault. I should have rejected you when you asked me, but don't I want to see you too much? Be patient, let's apply it for a while."

A ball of anger hit the cotton, and Zhao Keer could only sulk alone in the end.

In the restaurant, Mo Yurou and Xiao Zichen were sitting there watching the scene in the living room. The two looked at each other and heard Xiao Zichen say softly.

"Zhao Keer is not Ming Xuan's opponent."

"Speak quietly, don't be heard, don't worry about them, eat."

If Zhao Keer heard Mo Yurou say this, he would definitely have to threaten him with breaking up with his friendship.

After Luo Mingxuan helped Zhao Keer to deal with the sprain of his ankle, the two of them also came to the restaurant. Zhao Keer specially found a relatively far away from Luo Mingxuan to sit down.

After dinner, Luo Mingxuan was relatively calm. After dinner, he was driven away by Zhao Keer. Then Zhao Keer occupied Mo Yurou, and Xiao Zichen had to go to the study to handle the work.

At about nine o'clock in the evening, Mo Yurou was about to go back to the room to wash and go to bed. Suddenly her cell phone rang. Mo Yurou glanced at it. It was Situ Chen's phone call. She thought about it and answered it.

"Hey, Director Situ, call me so late, is there anything wrong?"

If it weren't for something urgent, Situ Chen wouldn't have called her.

As soon as Mo Yurou finished speaking, she heard Situ Chen's anxious voice coming.

"Dr. Mo, something happened to the crew."

When Mo Yurou heard this, her face suddenly darkened and she hurriedly asked.

"What's going on?"

At this moment, Xiao Zichen walked out of the study room and was also answering the phone. His face was solemn. The two of them looked at each other and then both entered the study room.

"Dong Mo, Tan Chuxin was in a car accident on the way back and is currently in the hospital for rescue."

When Mo Yurou heard this, she frowned. Although this TV series is a male lead role, the female lead role is also very serious. Now that Chu Xin is in a car accident, although she still doesn't know the situation, she can guess from Situ Chen's tone that the injury is serious, and she is afraid that the scene will not be able to be filmed in a short period of time.

Mo Yurou thought for a moment, but still asked about Chu Xin’s situation.

"How is Chu Xin doing now? Is his life in danger?"
Chapter completed!