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Chapter 482 Don’t be afraid, I’m here

 This sentence is like opening the door to a new world for Yang Lirong. Her eyes are shining brightly, which is the desire to pursue the ultimate: "I will draw a few pictures for you to see first as soon as possible."

After saying that, he left with another picture album in his arms.

Looking at Duan Jiahong who was still working as a pile of wood, Awen smiled coldly: "Young master, do you want to stay for lunch?"

Duan Jiahong looked outside as if it was noon and nodded: "Okay."

Awen was so angry at Duan Jiahong's words that she stood up and left angrily.

When I walked past Duan Jiahong, I bumped into him and stepped on him.

Duan Jiahong was completely unmoved, looking like he would not be moved even if you stabbed him with a knife.

Awen saw him angry, and went downstairs angrily, grinding his back teeth. Why is this damn Duan Jiahong so ignorant of style? Does he only know how to kill the enemy, kill the enemy, and kill the enemy again?

"Asshole." The furious Awen cursed without considering the occasion.

In an instant, all the customers in the store were looking at her, with curious expressions on their faces.

Awen felt the stares from all around, and was shocked to realize that she was simply confused by anger.

"I'm sorry, everyone, some little things have affected my mood. Today, I'm a customer in the store and I'm giving you a 50% discount, which is my apology to you." Awen said with a smile on everyone's face.

A little cheap is better than nothing: "Thank you, Boss Liang."

After Awen dealt with the customers in the store, she stepped out of the store with a dark face and walked home angrily.

Duan Jiahong, who was following Awen along the way, was completely confused.

Hey, a woman’s heart is as deep as a needle.

Because the sky was clear and the sun was shining brightly, Awen didn't drive the carriage, so she slowly walked back to the west of the city to see when the fool behind her would wake up.

Nan Fang looked at the troubled girl, and then at the future uncle who was following the girl, with a really helpless look on his face.

This is the first time she has seen a girl chasing a girl like this.

Awen went from East Street to Middle Street, but she bought some fruits and snacks and went back. Dad and the others would probably have finished the exam this afternoon. They must be very tired when they come back.

Then go to the drug store to grab some medicinal baths and give them bubbles.

While walking, I was thinking about it. At the crossroads, a carriage was running very fast towards Awen. Nanfang quickly tried to pull Awen away, but still missed by a little.

Awen even saw Cao Tianjiao smiling proudly in the carriage.

Duan Jiahong, who was following behind, saw it, his eyes were splitting, he dropped the things in his hands, jumped on the horse, pulled the rope, the horse neighed, and pointed its front feet upward.

The carriage behind him was not so lucky. The driver did not know where he had been thrown, the carriage was swaying, and the people inside were hit and disoriented.

When the crisis was over, Awen looked at Duan Jiahong on the horse and remembered that he had sacrificed his life to save him many years ago, and now it was him who saved her again.

My eyes were a little moist, not only because I was scared, but also because I felt wronged.

He is like a hero. When she is in danger, he immediately comes to her rescue. He is her Prince Charming.

Duan Jiahong looked at the girl who was standing on the ground crying, quickly got off his horse, walked to her side, and stretched out his hand to wipe her tears clumsily and pitifully.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Awen suddenly ran into Duan Jiahong's arms, and her heart was still beating violently. Is it because of her?

Duan Jiahong's stiff body slowly hugged Awen and gently comforted her.
Chapter completed!
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