Chapter 1283: There Are Wind Chimes in the South and Hengmu in the North (Five Hundred and Forty-Six)

Although it was just a little skin trauma, and the bleeding didn't bleed much, it was just a small bloody mouth, but suddenly being seen like this by a half-acquainted person, Feng Ling felt somewhat uncomfortable.

She has never fought with anyone in the UK for the past six months, and she can only act as a deterrent when she is around Ji Nuan. After all, MN Group also has security guards and professional bodyguards. Feng Ling is here to learn, and Ji Nuan He didn't really want to bother protecting her, so Feng Ling basically didn't fight.

Today is her first hands-on since coming to England.

As a result, there was such a big commotion.

She only exchanged glances with Ain, and left without saying anything.

However, the tall mixed-race man strode over without saying a word, and at the moment Feng Ling had turned around and walked away a few steps, he suddenly grabbed her wrist, although he avoided the grip on her wrist. Injured, but at the same time held tightly next to her wound: "I'm injured, I'll take you to bandage it."

Although Feng Ling has been in the XI base for many years, she didn't feel too much about hooking up with those brothers for a long time, but now this person is different from her previous brothers, and she was so sensitive that she immediately pulled her hand out. The man held it tighter.

She frowned: "Let go."

Ai En looked down at her: "I said you were injured and needed to be bandaged."

"It's just a small injury, just buy a Band-Aid." Feng Ling looked at him in a blink of an eye: "Mr. Ain, please let go of your hands, my thoughts are not as open as you British people, and you pull people's wrists in public. It’s not really polite behavior.”

Ai En withdrew his hand, looked at her again, and then turned his eyes to the bookstore surrounded by the London police: "I just passed by and didn't know what happened inside, but suddenly I saw you kicking a person down..."

Feng Ling: "..."

He looked down at her again: "I didn't see that, apart from your bad temper, you are so powerful that several men with guns can't beat you. Miss Feng, I really have to wonder, what are you doing?" What is it about?"

Feng Ling was silent for a moment, and Mr. Sinter only knew that she was the second daughter of the Feng family who had been lost and found back. He knew that she had grown up in a military base before, so she would be a little bit tough in character. This is what Mr. Sinter told her. Ai En will definitely not know much about her.

She didn't want to answer, so she just left.

Ai En couldn't remember how many times he saw the stubborn and indifferent back of this little woman, but the sense of distance she kept in front of others made people feel the fragility and untouchability hidden in her heart.

He looked at her, explained a few words to the secretary who came behind him, and asked the secretary to talk about today's affairs with the department store by himself, then turned around and walked out.

Feng Ling returned to the car, raised his hand and put it on the steering wheel. Only then did he see that although the wound on his wrist was not big, it was quite deep. No wonder Ai En saw it, and the blood was all over his clothes. The clothes she was wearing today were light-colored, and now there was a large bloodstain on the side of her legs.

It's not that I can't feel the pain, it's just that I've been used to being injured all over my body over the years, on the contrary, I haven't been injured much recently, and the sudden pain really feels quite stinging.

She felt that her hands were not stable when holding the steering wheel. She was about to find a wet towel in the car to wipe the blood on her wrist when suddenly the door of the co-pilot opened, and Ai En opened the door directly. Without saying a word, the slender and tall body just sat in.

Feng Ling paused and stared at him: "What are you doing?"

"Hand hurts like this, how do you drive?" Ai En crossed his hands and fingers, casually placed them on his own lap, and looked at him in the blink of an eye: "I have nothing to do today, because you are my brother's student, Take you to the hospital."

Feng Ling's eyes were cold: "No need, please get out of the car."

Ai En didn't intend to leave, and didn't say much, just looked at her indifferently.

It seems that successful people like Ain,

Especially when he was in his thirties, he was not as young as the Qiao Fei and Chen Beiqing she met before. This kind of man was not easy to deal with, especially when he made any decisions, not to mention that he was still a banker. The vice president, with so many soldiers and young generals under him, habitually giving orders, this kind of aura cannot be easily pushed away.

Feng Ling knew in her heart that this kind of person was difficult to deal with, and she didn't have the heart to deal with it, so she frowned and said, "Mr. Ain, are you British people so rude to get into someone else's car without being invited?"

"Don't let us be British, we are British, half of my body is Chinese blood." Ai En looked at her lightly: "Miss Feng, I am concerned about you."

"Thank you for your concern, but I don't need it." Feng Ling's expression was always cold: "I will warn you one last time, please get out of the car."

Ai En hooked his lips, and raised his hand as a gesture of invitation: "If you can drive the car smoothly for 500 meters, I will go down."

Feng Ling took a deep breath, looked back blankly, and started the engine directly to drive the car away. It's just that his wrist hurts a little, but it's not really impossible to drive.

As a result, after the car drove a distance of about 500 meters, she subconsciously wanted to stop and let him go down, but she ignored the situation at the nearby intersection for a while. After driving here, parking was no longer allowed, and even if she wanted to Even if you park in violation of traffic regulations, you can't stop at all. There are many vehicles behind, and a slight delay will cause serious traffic jams.

Seeing that the car couldn't stop, Feng Ling's complexion became even worse. While driving the car, he said coldly, "Mr. Ain is very tricky."

Ai En smiled calmly, and pointed to the front with his chin: "There is a hospital three kilometers ahead, go and bandage it, and I will leave after I see your wrist is wrapped."

Feng Ling really can't stop now, and there is no other way, just drive the car forward, but when she drove to the hospital, she unfastened her seat belt and said, "Are you taking me to the hospital? Or am I taking you to the hospital? "

Ai En chuckled: "It means, can't you drive? If you like to drive by yourself, then you are free to do so, but you still have to watch the bandages, otherwise I think you have a personality that doesn't take your body seriously. , it is very likely to go back directly, if you get infected with water again, get a fever after infection, and faint at home at night, I am afraid no one will see it."

"...not that serious."

"It's not serious, I can see with my eyes." Aike pushed and got out of the car: "Let's go, bandage up.

After Feng Ling sat in the car for a few seconds, all the guests came, just take the bag. She also opened the door and got out of the car, but turned to look at Mr. Ain's back, and narrowed her eyes coldly.