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Lin Chuan noticed Ru Yue Li's swollen ankle and spoke softly.
"Li, my home is nearby."
"If you don't mind, come back with me first and apply some medicine."
With lingering fear in her heart, she now regarded Lin Chuan as the only person she could rely on, Ruyue Li.
He agreed to the proposal without much thought.
Soon, the living room was beautifully decorated.
Lin Chuan helped the girl to sit down on the sofa and said gently, "We have some liniment at home, and I happen to have studied massage for a while."
"If Li doesn't mind, how about I give you a massage?"
Upon hearing this suggestion, Ru Yue Li's delicate body trembled slightly.
A faint pink hue appeared on the skin as white as milk.
It’s powdery and very tempting!
{The school board member wants to help me apply the medicine, wouldn't that mean...?}
The more I think about it, the more ashamed I feel.
There seemed to be a faint heat rising above the head.
After a struggle between her conscience and her desires, she finally nodded her head slightly and agreed.
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"excuse me!"
He spoke softly, and then Lin Chuanxuan lifted the tiny foot, which seemed to be a masterpiece of God, and placed it on his lap.
But the condition of this little foot is not optimistic now. The foot is swollen like a steamed bun made of leavened dough.
After a quick check to make sure no bones were broken, Lin Chuan picked up a liniment for bruises and sprains.
Pour some into your hands, rub your hands together a few times, and then massage it gently.
Feeling the intense heat emanating from that large hand, Ru Yueli gently bit her thin lips with her snow-white teeth.
Her beautiful blue eyes shimmered, and she couldn't help but let out a soft sob from her throat.
While Lin Chuan was massaging the beauty, in a small two-story Japanese-style courtyard.
Jing, exuding a strong and charming aura, walked into the room carrying a small handbag.
"Mom, I'm home!"
As soon as she finished speaking, a well-proportioned middle-aged man with a refined air suddenly appeared in front of her.
"Jing, welcome home!"
Upon seeing the other person, Shizuka was taken aback.
Immediately afterwards, his expression turned cold.
"What are you doing here? You're not welcome here."
The man didn't care about Yi Jing's attitude at all.
He turned slightly to the side, revealing a figure in a black and white sailor uniform behind him.
With a hint of timidity in her eyes, she resembled a harmless little rabbit.
"Jing, even if you don't acknowledge me as your father, don't you still acknowledge Lihua as your sister?"
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Chapter 839 Kitami Reika is on the Menu
In the entryway, she listened to her heartless father's question.
A deep sarcasm appeared on Jing's beautiful face.
Why would you think I would acknowledge this bastard?
She will never forget the scene of him heartlessly abandoning her and her daughter and eloping with other women.
Now he's showing up at her door with his bastard child, is he trying to provoke her?!
Her cherry lips, glistening with moisture, moved slightly, as if she wanted to say something.
Just then, a timid whisper reached my ears.
"Sister, older sister~"
Upon hearing this, her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly.
Just as she was about to rebuke him, she saw Kitami Reika, who bore a striking resemblance to her in the features.
Suddenly, Shizuka changed her mind.
Simply kicking them out of the house was too lenient; they needed to experience the same suffering they had endured. "603"
In a flash, the words she was about to say changed abruptly.
"Who's your sister? We're not that close."
After saying that, he changed his shoes and walked towards the living room.
Upon noticing the change in Shizuka's attitude, Kitami Masakawa felt a sense of relief.
This has potential!
After a while, the host and the guests took their seats.
Looking at her disappointing mother, Shizuka couldn't help but let out a soft sigh.
It's because you're too honest that those two bastards bullied you right at your doorstep.
As a result, after all these years, there has been no progress whatsoever.
I was thinking of having a good talk with the other person after I sent them away.
One sat quietly on the sofa, his face expressionless, neither happy nor sad.
"So, tell me, what brings you to our house?"
"Of course, if it's just nonsense like missing us, then there's no need to say anything!"
"I have limited patience and don't have time to listen to your nonsense."
Upon hearing this, Kitami Masakawa, who was about to speak, suddenly stopped.
In the end, I decided to be more straightforward.
He stated directly the purpose of his visit.
"Jing, I heard that Fujimori High School, where you work, has been invested in by Tiansheng Group."
"Could you find a way to help your sister transfer schools?"
Upon hearing this, Shizuka Ichijo, who instantly guessed the other person's thoughts, revealed a playful expression.
"What? You can't even do this little thing now?"
"You still have to come to me for help, this daughter I've never even looked at properly?"
Faced with his daughter's ridicule, Kitami Masakawa's expression turned slightly unpleasant.
If there were other options, he certainly wouldn't be asking the other party for help.
However, with the news of Tiansheng Group's investment, Fujimori High School's status has risen accordingly.
The chairmen of major corporations are racking their brains to get their daughters into the program.
After all, if they could be noticed by the chairman of Tiansheng Group, who is a school board member, their family would be able to take off instantly.
Even a tiny bit peeking out from under their fingernails would be enough to fill them up.
In this situation, how can a small business owner with only a dozen or so employees compete with those big shots?
Therefore, he had no choice but to place his last hope on his eldest daughter.
Having worked at Fujimori High School for so long, Shizuka Ichijo must have a way.
"Jing, Dad was wrong before."
"Dad doesn't expect your forgiveness, but Lihua is innocent..."
Seeing Kitami Masakawa's obsequious manner, Kitami Reika pursed her cherry lips slightly.
After a moment, he spoke softly, offering words of comfort.
"Dad, my school is fine, no..."
But before he could finish speaking, he was rudely interrupted.
"Shut up! What do you know, you little kid?"
"Can your school compare to Fujimori High School, which is backed by the Tiansheng Group?!"
This was the first time in her life that Kitami Masakawa had reprimanded her like this, and Kitami Reika's eyes reddened.
Inside, it seemed as if Wang Yingying's tears were constantly swirling around.
That pitiful little face of hers was so heartbreaking to look at.
But at this moment, Kitami Masakawa had no time to comfort the other party.
The next moment, he quickly looked at Jing again.
"Jing, please!"
As he spoke, he stood up and bowed 90 degrees to the other person.
Seeing this, Madam Yi Tiao tugged at Jing Yi Tiao's arm.
"Quiet~"
I'm utterly speechless when it comes to my mother.
Can't carry it!