When the feast came to the intersection, Su Dongyang's car also drove to the intersection.

The car parked, and the feast opened the door and sat in the back seat.

"Are you alright?"

While starting the car, Su Dongyang asked with concern.

"It's fine!"

Feast raised his right hand and pushed up the sleeve of his shirt.

On the wrist, there were three red scars, and it hurt hotly.

That is, not like a knife wound, nor like a scratch.

Of course, he didn't take such a small injury to heart, and casually ripped off his sleeves and seriously analyzed what happened tonight.

The car returned to the Sheng family's mansion, and the feast took off the soiled suit on his body and handed it to Su Dongyang.

Noticing the wound on his wrist, Su Dongyang's eyebrows jumped heavily.

"You're burned, I'll get you some medicine!"

Ignoring the feast, he walked upstairs, into the study, and sat down on the small sofa.

The sleeve was pulled up, and his wound was once again exposed.

He glanced sideways slightly, looking at the wound on his arm.

The wound, no matter how you look at it, looks like the shape of a finger.

When the girl pushed him away, he only felt like his arm was burned by something.

Just grab him and leave a burn?!

That said, she's also a paranormal.

Scald?

Could it be a fire-based powerhouse?

Raising his eyes, the man's gaze fell on the table, where was the charred ginseng.

For more than 20 years, there are very few people who can't see through him.

It's only been a few days, and I've met two, both of them women.

The ginseng that Jiang Tian touched turned into a burning stick.

He was just burned by the girl's wrist shake.

……

It's just a coincidence?!

His eyes narrowed, and the feast slowly spat out two words from between his teeth.

"Ginger...... Quiet?! ”

Su Dongyang came in with a medicine box, squatted down beside him, unbuttoned the man's cufflinks, and asked suspiciously when he heard his voice.

"What did you say?"

Feast retracted his palm, "Go and call out Tang Pavilion's monitoring to me!" ”

"But your injuries?

"Right now!"

Su Dongyang stood up, took the computer, and raised his face for a moment.

"I can't find it, someone deleted the surveillance!"

The action is so fast!

"Tomorrow you go to the Jiang Mansion and invite Miss Jiang over for dinner!" Lowering his eyes and staring at his wrist, the feast groaned slightly, "Just say...... I want to thank her for saving her little meaning before, no matter what excuse she makes, I have to invite her over! ”

[Su Dongyang's heart: If you want to see people, just say it, what kind of shield is your son used for! ] 】

Dead boy, cranky again!

Feast's eyes narrowed, glaring coldly at his face.

Feeling the chill in the eyes of his big boss, Su Dongyang was busy with a solemn expression.

"Don't worry, I'll help you get someone over!"

Helping the feast to bandage the wound, Su Dongyang put away the gauze and cotton swabs.

"You rest early, I'll go downstairs and get ready."

Su Dongyang left with the medicine box, and the feast raised his hand to wipe his lips, remembering what happened in the utility room, being pressed against the wall by a girl and kissing him, and gritted his back teeth again.

"Jiang Tian, it's better that this matter has nothing to do with you!"

Downstairs.

Putting the medicine box back on the shelf, Su Dongyang raised his hand and clapped his palm.

"Everybody's here."

Butler, cook, a few bodyguards...... All came over.

"Tomorrow night, Miss Jiang is coming over for dinner!" Su Dongyang looked around at everyone and said in a solemn tone, "This is the first time Mr. has asked a woman to dinner, everyone is smart, this dinner must be romantic, warm and perfect, we must do everything we can to help Mr. win Miss Jiang's heart!" ”