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The second young master of the Xiao family broke his leg while riding a horse. The doctor sighed and said to Mr. Xiao, "You will recover slowly in the future. You should use a wheelchair for the next six months."
Xiao Wen Ning was wearing a hospital gown, his face pale and emotionless.
Old Master Xiao walked up to him with his cane: "It's Wenhao's fault. I apologize to you on his behalf."
Xiao Wen Ning moved his slender fingers twice, and said coldly: "It's okay, Wenhao didn't mean it."
Mr. Xiao's serious expression softened a bit: "After all, he is a few years younger than you, don't take it to heart."
Xiao Wen Ning nodded obediently. After a while, a hint of pleading appeared on his cold face: "Grandpa, can I move out for a while? When my leg is healed, I will..."
Seeing his red eyes, Mr. Xiao walked out helplessly with his crutches: "It's up to you."
There were two tears hanging on Xiao Wen Ning's eyelashes. When he saw someone leaving, he sniffed sadly twice and raised his middle finger.
On the day he was discharged from the hospital, Xiao Wen Ning called his good friend Chen Feng. Chen Feng joked on the phone, "What's going on? Are you really moving out?"
Xiao Wen Ning sat in a wheelchair, his uninjured leg lifted up, dangling as he ate grapes. "Of course. How's the bodyguard I asked you to find for me?"
Chen Feng was driving and waiting for the red light: "I found it, it's according to your standards."
"real?"
"Nonsense, you still don't trust me to do things?"
"family property?"
"He's innocent, a 22-year-old brat, but he's really good at fighting."
"Okay, hurry up. I'm tired of smelling this lousy disinfectant."
When Chen Feng arrived at the hospital, he saw Xiao Wen Ning sitting in a wheelchair, the sun shining on him, his sweater draped over him. He looked like a delicate young man, and at first glance, he seemed quite beautiful. But when he opened his mouth, his tone was as rough as a gangster's: "Did you see this leg of yours? It's lame!"
Chen Feng walked into the room happily: "I hear what you mean is quite beautiful?"
"I'm a broken leg, but I'm still reborn, understand? I've been trying to move out for so many years, but did that old bastard Xiao Chengmao give me the cold shoulder?"
Chen Feng shook his head in disapproval: "Then you are too harsh on yourself."
Xiao Wen Ning disagreed: "What's the big deal? If I don't fall myself, that bastard Xiao Wenhao will make me fall. It will be lighter if I fall on my own initiative. If I wait for him to fall, what you'll be looking at now is the urn of your best friend."
"Haha, urn, which nest are you going back to?"
"Jinting Garden, when will my bodyguard arrive?"
"the day after tomorrow."
"Okay, let's go."
Master Xiao, who had a broken leg, was still able to take care of himself. His fall wasn't too severe, and he could even hop around on one leg. Chen Feng was a little worried: "Are you really not going to hire a nanny or a caregiver?"
"Let's not look for one yet. I don't know how long I can stay here. I just need to find a bodyguard to guard the house for me."
"Why do I feel so awkward when you say that?"
"Aren't bodyguards just guarding the house?"
Chen Feng thought about it and said, "That's right. Then you take care of yourself. I'm leaving now."
Xiao Wen Ning jumped to the bed and sat down: "Okay, go ahead and do your thing. I'll call you."
After Chen Feng left, Xiao Wen Ning lay in bed and slept for a while until midnight. His stomach was rumbling and he was so hungry that he could not bear it anymore, so he drowsily opened his eyes and turned on the light.
Xiao Wen Ning was born into a good family, but his life was not good. His mother was the wife that his father married in a formal ceremony, but she was unlucky and passed away two days after giving birth to him. His father was not a romantic man either. He married him a beautiful stepmother less than a month after his wife passed away. It didn't matter, after all, the living have to live. He didn't blame his old father who lost his wife at a young age. But it made Xiao Wen Ning suffer. He was raised by a nanny since he was a child. He was not loved by his father or grandfather, and was regarded as a thorn in the side by his half-brother.
Yawning profusely, he cooked himself a bowl of noodles and then jumped onto the balcony, ready to drink soup facing the moon. However, the sky was pitch black. He lowered his head and stared at the streetlight, feeling melancholy: "The soup is bland and there's not even a piece of meat."
After finishing his noodles with a limp, he lay on the guardrail for a while in a daze. Just as he was about to go back, he saw a dark figure walking towards him from a distance.
Jinting Garden is a highly secure single-family residential complex. No criminals should break in to steal in the middle of the night. Xiao Wen Ning squinted his eyes and stared at the figure that was getting closer and closer. The man was wearing black pants, leather boots, a short jacket, a classic warrior buzz cut, and a military backpack casually in his hand. He walked closer and closer, and finally stopped at the bottom of Xiao Wen Ning's building, raised his head, and their eyes met.
He had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, broad shoulders and long legs, and his eyes were as sharp as a knife on a snowy night. Xiao Wen Ning looked at him with an indifferent expression. His good leg suddenly gave way, and he almost fell down with excitement.
Where did this come from?! It's so damn cool!
He was about to strike up a conversation with the woman holding the bowl when he heard a slightly hoarse and sexy voice coming out of the man's mouth: "Xiao Wen Ning?"
Xiao Wen Ning's eyes, which were blinded by beauty, were instantly polished. His brows were cold as he wondered if Xiao Wenhao had found his weakness and sent a handsome guy to take his life.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, the visitor took out his phone and opened the message as if to check the house number. After checking, he looked up again: "Han Yao, your bodyguard."
Xiao Wen Ning looked at him twice and suddenly understood. He nodded and said, "Chen Feng should have told you the password. Come in." After that, he turned around calmly with the bowl of noodles.
He jumped into the room, put on his coat, and sat in his wheelchair, waiting for Han Yao to come in. After a few minutes, he heard footsteps coming up the stairs. Soon, a person was standing at the door. He looked at him inconspicuously and asked, "Aren't you coming the day after tomorrow?"
"Brother Chen told me to hurry up as soon as possible."
Xiao Wen Ning nodded: "Come over and push me. I'll take you to your room to rest first. We can talk about it tomorrow if there's anything."
Han Yao glanced at his legs, walked over expressionlessly, and pushed him out of the door.
Han Yao stopped at the stairs. Xiao Wen Ning said calmly, "Carry me down. There's no room for you upstairs."
Han Yao picked him up without any hesitation. Xiao Wen Ning hooked his arms around his neck, his face as cool as a snow lotus, but his heart as happy as a dogtail grass: This body is quite strong.
Carrying the person all the way to the guest room, Xiao Wen Ning gave Han Yao some instructions in a polite manner, and then asked Han Yao to carry him back to the bedroom. Xiao Wen Ning sat on the bed and looked up at him: "My legs will not be able to walk for a while, so I may have to work hard for you during this period."
Han Yao knew that his employer this time was a disabled person. After listening to what he said, he nodded casually to show that he understood. Seeing that Xiao Wen Ning had nothing else to do, he turned around, picked up the backpack on the ground and prepared to go downstairs. After taking a few steps, he heard Xiao Wen Ning exclaim. He immediately turned around, rushed to the bed, and caught the man who suddenly stood up for some reason and almost fell in his arms. Xiao Wen Ning supported his chest with both hands and pressed all his weight on him to push him down, but Han Yao's body was too stable. He pressed for a long time but failed to push the man down.
Xiao Wen Ning was venting his anger on his disabled leg, but he relaxed as if nothing had happened and said calmly, "I just limped. I haven't gotten used to it yet. Why don't you go and get me a glass of water?"
Han Yao nodded, and just as he was about to help the person onto the bed, he felt a hand on his chest suddenly slide to his wrist, and then the person in his arms fell backwards. Before he could catch the person, he felt a strong kick on the calf below the knee. It didn't hurt, but it still made him lose his balance without any preparation.
Their lips were pressed tightly together for nearly five minutes before Xiao Wen Ning pushed the person pressing on him away. He coughed and said coldly, "Don't take it to heart. I just wasn't paying attention for a moment."
Han Yao stood up, and his expressionless face finally twitched twice. Seeing that Xiao Wen Ning stopped talking, he turned around and poured him a glass of water and placed it on the bedside. Then he picked up his backpack and went downstairs without looking back.
Xiao Wen Ning lay on the bed and watched the man walk out the door. After holding it in for a long time, he finally laughed out loud: This is such a good deal, it feels so fucking good!
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