THE NAIVE BOSS

CHAPTER 117

Jasmine Tong looked at Albert Ou, her blue eyes shining with a charming luster, as if she would fall into her vortex if she were not careful.

And a pair of very charming eyes.

Crime in general.

“Jasmine Tong, remember, you don't need to be strong in front of me.”

Albert Ou's lips were light and thin, his words slow and excited.

You don't have to be strong.

Over the years, Jasmine Tong had long gotten used to her strong self, because as she herself said, if she was not strong, she would die 800 times.

But when someone comes and says to him, you don't have to be strong.

Instantly it touched his weak spot.

How much he wished he could have such a strong support.

The next instant, Albert Ou gently patted Jasmine Tong's lips.

With the fresh morning air, his lips were cold.

But Jasmine Tong's heart was boiling.

He suddenly recalled Mo Yiang's words.

My sister-in-law likes you.

Is that really the problem?

Albert Ou still carried Jasmine Tong to the car as usual.

"Then you should let me get back on set at some point, I can't let myself be held on set." Jasmine Tong's voice seemed to soften.

Albert Ou brought his phone and asked Russell Cheng to look up the director's phone number, dialed the number and handed it to Jasmine Tong.

“Director, it's me, it's Manny, yes, I'm fine, I'm not injured, my ankle sprained, I just want to ask, do you need me to shoot more? If that's okay, I'll go home, oh, there's still a close-up left with Yi-On ah ”

Albert Ou involuntarily frowned.

close-ups

Close-up what?

"Okay, let me know if you're filming later, okay, thank the director."

Closing the phone, Jasmine Tong returned the phone to Albert Ou.

Albert Ou first brought Jasmine Tong to the hospital, in this hospital, Jasmine Tong was not a stranger, coming for the second time.

It was only now that I realized that the hospital was Albert Ou's private hospital, which had been opened only to serve him, but then I felt it was completely futile.

Jasmine Tong's legs were no longer painful, but it was just numbness caused by prolonged swelling, and the situation was a little more serious than expected.

The bones are somewhat misaligned and very painful when ortho is performed.

Jasmine Tong had just curled up in Albert Ou's arms, always clinging to gauze.

Albert Ou pressed Jasmine Tong's head against his chest.

“Cry as you wish, instead of you never crying before, this shirt is dirty from crying.”

As soon as Albert Ou finished speaking, Jasmine Tong's tears flowed into his eyes.

After the orthopedic procedure was completed, the doctor bandaged Jasmine Tong's leg.

When this was done, Albert Ou returned to Rainbow City with Jasmine Tong.

When he got out of the car, Albert Ou also carried Jasmine Tong, whose legs were wrapped in dumplings, down from the car and did not lower him until he entered the house.

As soon as Jasmine Tong descended from the ground, an unknown white object rushed over with a whoosh sound.

I don't know if it was because I was scared in the mountains, but this kind of creature that appeared out of nowhere always managed to shock Jasmine Tong.

"Aah, man,"

Jasmine Tong scrambled loudly and hung on Albert Ou's body again.

Fortunately Albert Ou quickly caught him in time, otherwise he would have been the only one with a broken leg.

"What's that?"

“Ha-chi, ha-chi, ha-chi” sort of screams spread in the soles of his feet.

“That's just a dog, look how scared you are, that's all you have the guts to wrestle a wolf with a stick.”

Why is this dog so ugly?

The old face drooped, full of folds, and all over the body, with one eye hanging down, the body short, fat, and the legs short

“What kind of dog is this and why is it so ugly?”

"How dare you say ugly, do you know it's a dog breed English bulldog, it's grandfather, but the beloved dog of the British royal family, I f* cking makes you this easy."

Albert Ou just nagged.

Jasmine Tong could not help but raise her tongue as she looked at Albert Ou's expression.

Albert Ou's strange aesthetic is also drunk.

"As far as you are, sandals."

I saw the old man-like little dog rushing out and coming back with Jasmine Tong's slippers in its mouth.

Jasmine Tong looks ridiculous.

It's a great way to train a dog.

Albert Ou had a satisfied expression on his face.

"Then where is my luck" Jasmine Tong looked around, but there was no luck.

“Request go.”

“Sent to where?” immediately call Jasmine Tong.

Albert Ou shook his head, "Will you lower your voice, I am deaf to these ears."

My luck.

"Sent to training school, how can you bring home that damn dog without training, I say, it costs three hundred thousand dollars to send that damn dog to school."

"Three hundred thousand."

These dogs go to school at more cost than humans.

Jasmine Tong stopped talking.

forehead

Waita minute. This old man-like dog barked like a fork bone.

profitable as desired

(Onom.) laugh out loud

Jasmine Tong injured her leg and had to stay at home, unable to go anywhere, which bored her to death.

Just in time, Jasmine Tong turned on her computer and her own novel was about to end.

At first, writing a novel was purely a misunderstanding. At that time, she needed to make money, and one of her classmates at school was writing a novel, saying that she would write it after reading more.

The novel is essentially a description of her own story about a girl who loses her mother at a young age, then has a stepmother as well as a step-sister, suffers greatly, and ends up meeting a bully.

Cheap story.

However, the emotions he wrote were very touching, after all, the story ahead was his own.

As for hegemon, it was all just a delusion.

It had been two years since the novel began to connect, and she originally had the chance to experience a huge fire, and her editor had even approached her and told her to write more about it, she said, but he was busy studying and taking care of Yarwen Tong, and he stopped his shift two or three days ago.

The benefits of the site were not available, and she had to rely on subscriptions and reader gifts, but the novel gave her a small fortune to supplement her family's income.

Since I definitely don't have time to write a novel considering I'm already on the scene, it's best to give it a happy ending now that I have time.

As soon as Jasmine Tong opened the website, she received an enormous reward.

Oh God.

He counted the zeros on it and shocked himself.

I can't believe I met a rich man.

It looks like we can look forward to contributing this month again.

This made Jasmine Tong more and more encouraged to write the end of the story.

After writing the end of the story, he wrote a long closing paragraph to close his novel.