Young Madam Has Multiple Identities

After Su Wan sent the message, she walked out of the hospital and took a taxi home.    

    

She did not notice that there was a person in the corner looking at her. When she called the car to get on the road, the person behind her quietly took out his phone and dialed a number...    

    

...    

    

When Su Wan returned home, Shi Beisheng was already at home.    

    

"Ninth Master got off work very early today?" Su Wan was a little surprised when she saw Shi Beisheng, but she did not think too much about it. She went to wash her hands first and then grabbed the coli on the coffee table to eat.    

    

"Did you go to the hospital in the afternoon?" Shi Beisheng did not answer and asked.    

    

"Hmm... That's right."    

    

"Pay a visit to Gong Zeming."    

    

"That's right."    

    

Su Wan answered honestly. After all, there was nothing to hide about this kind of thing. Furthermore, Ninth Master had sent people to follow behind her to protect her, so it was not surprising that he knew about it so quickly.    

    

"Oh, then how is his recovery?"    

    

"It's pretty good. The doctor said he will be discharged in two days."    

    

Huh? Ninth Master seemed to be quite concerned about Gong Zeming's injuries. He really thought Shi Beisheng was a cold-hearted person!    

    

"I see..." Shi Beisheng paused for a moment and then slowly said, "Go to the hospital to see him after class. Wanwan, you seem to be quite interested in him?"    

    

"Well, no matter what, he also took a knife for me." It was reasonable to see him. After thinking for a while, Su Wan added, "And he is actually quite good."    

    

Putting aside Gong Zeming's previous prejudice against Chiang Nian, his character was actually quite likable. He had a good temper, doted on his younger brother, and was even polite to girls.    

    

... "" He had blocked a knife for her, so Wanwan had a strange feeling towards that brat from the Gong family?    

    

"He's a good person?" Shi Beisheng bit down on these few words and thought about it carefully.    

    

"Not good. He won't help me block the knife."    

    

Shi Beisheng was silent and did not say anything. When he heard Su Wan praise Gong Zeming, he felt very unhappy in his heart. But looking at her expression, did she like him? Or did she have a vague favorable impression?    

    

If she allowed her development to continue like this, it was inevitable that there would not be any sparks of love between the two of them.    

    

No, how could his little girl create sparks with other men?    

    

Although Shi Beisheng was currently sitting, his handsome face was gloomy. The aura around his body suddenly soared up to three meters high, causing the air in the living room to become somewhat tense.    

    

"Ninth Master?" Su Wan kept feeling that tonight's Ninth Master... was a little dangerous.    

    

Shi Beisheng got up and walked in front of Su Wan. His slender figure carried a sense of oppression as he walked step by step towards the girl in front of him.    

    

"Wanwan..." He muttered in a low voice, and his tone seemed to be indulging in helplessness.    

    

The fragrance of the little girl lingered around the tip of his nose, her pair of large deer-like eyes carrying a little bit of panic. His family's Wanwan seemed to be obedient, but she was like dandelion, able to escape with a gust of wind.    

    

How could he bear to let another man chase away such a little girl?    

    

Su Wan was surrounded by a clear and cold mint smell. Shi Beisheng was very close and she could even feel the breathing between the two of them.    

    

"Wanwan... I have raised you for so long. I did not want you to fall in love with other men." Shi Beisheng reached out and lifted the little girl's long hair in front of him. It wrapped around his fingertips.    

    

For some reason, Su Wan felt that there was a trace of grievance in his voice.    

    

She looked at Shi Beisheng's deep eyes, and her figure was reflected in those dark eyes.