No way, I've fallen for her?

  British aristocratic villa area.

  The helicopter slowly landed on the rooftop of a unique villa.

  Lan Yu Mo gazed around at the entire villa area from the plane, every scene was as beautiful as a painting.

  She rolled her eyes and said, "People with money are really something!"

  "Support me, didn't you hear?"

  The young master's brow furrowed in dissatisfaction, and he commanded once again, as if it were an ordinary day.

  He didn't have such good patience to repeat it a second time.

  "Oh..." Lan Yimeng reluctantly replied, walking over to support him.

  "It's not like I've lost a limb or anything, and yet as a grown adult, I still need someone to support me..."

  She muttered under her breath.

  Unfortunately, someone's hearing is extremely good.

  "Oh?" The young master's eyebrow arched up, "Looks like you're not very willing to help me."

  Stupid woman!

  Does she know how many girls want to get close to him like this?

  Only she, this idiot, was fleeing from his side in a state of utter panic.

  The more Huang Shao thought about it, the angrier he became.

  "Blue foam, I really don't know what I saw in you, stupid to this extent, does your family know?"

  "Does it have anything to do with you?"

  Lan Yanfurou glared at him with a defiant look in her eyes.

  She said, "Even if I'm stupid again, as long as my boyfriend doesn't mind me, what's it to you?"

  At these words, Huang Shaojie's footsteps paused for a moment.

  Lan Yimou didn't notice that the people around him were emitting a threatening aura.

  "You're not really interested in me, it's just that no one has ever rejected you like I have, so your male ego can't take it, that's why you won't let go of me."

  The more I argue, the more I feel that things are like this.

  Otherwise, did he fall in love with her?

  Hehe.

  What a joke.

  She hadn't forgotten that it was him who had just ordered those hitmen to kill her, without any regard for her life.

  "Really?"

  Suddenly, Huang Shaojue's hand grasped her wrist with great force.

  She suddenly opened her eyes wide!

  No good!

  She just got carried away for a moment and it seems like she accidentally said something wrong...

  This is terrible, how can I make up for it?

  "Alright, you're injured now, hurry up and go to the hospital for treatment."

  She planned that if he went to the hospital, then she could sneak away quietly.

  For some reason, she came to his territory, making her feel very uneasy inside.

  "Who says you have to go to the hospital to be treated? Help me down carefully." The young master ordered, but he didn't let the housekeeper come and help him, insisting that Lan Yumo personally help him instead.

  Lan had no choice but to support him and leave the rooftop, going to his master bedroom.

  In his room, his personal doctor had been waiting for a long time.

  For convenience of examination, Huang Shaoyu lay down on the bed.

  Finally able to gain freedom, Lan Yimou quietly moved towards the door and prepared to escape.

  The young master's eyes scanned her once before he suddenly spoke up and told the butler, "Take her to the bath and get her cleaned up!"

  "Miss, please."

  The butler was quite polite, bowing his head and speaking to her in a standard British butler manner.

  "Hey! Since you're fine now, I'm going back to the dorm."

  It's so late, she should go back to sleep!

  And...

  She worried that Han Ze Xuan would look for her, and if he found out she was gone, wouldn't he be frantic with worry?

  Besides, after just going through a life-and-death crisis, she really wanted to see him and feel the warmth of his embrace.

  At this time, the wound of the young master had been bandaged.

  Because the bullet went straight through, it doesn't need to be surgically removed.

  "Young master, I've applied a special medicine to your wound. It will heal in just a few days," said the doctor.

  The young master waved his hand and let him go.

  Then he beckoned to Lan with his finger.

  Lan walked past with a gloomy face, "What's wrong..."

  The young master suddenly pulled her into his own side, making her lower her head and gaze at him.

  "What's wrong?"

  Lan was pulled by a sudden jerk and her tone also turned bad.

  The corners of the young master's lips curled up with a domineering smile, and he almost threatened, "You will take care of me here until my injuries heal."

  "What's going on?!" she shouted loudly.

  "This wound was sustained in order to save you."

  Lan Meng looked at him as if he was a scoundrel, "How dare you say that? You clearly told that person to kill me! Is this what you call saving me?"

  The young master used his other uninjured hand to knock on her head.

  "Idiot! If I really didn't care about your life or death, I would have just left, you think they could stop me?"