C11 What Game Do You Want to Play?

Bai Yang looked at the confident expression on Su Ruoqiu's face. Victory seemed to be within his grasp, and he was even more excited than ever.

"Miss Su, if you can cure Madam's illness, then you are the great benefactor of the Jin family!"

Bai Yang's eyes had become moist. He was so excited that his whole body was trembling. It seemed as if he couldn't calm down at all.

If it wasn't for the murderous gaze that the young master currently had, he would be so excited that he would want to hug the little girl.

"Not only am I the great benefactor of your Jin family, I... "Hee hee …"

Su Ruoqiu wanted to say something but hesitated. She smiled sinisterly, purposely not finishing her sentence.

"Or what?"

Bai Yang asked in confusion as he looked at Ye Zichen in shock.

"Uncle Bai, drive."

Jin Yili frowned, giving the order in a displeased tone.

The two of them were having a heated discussion, leaving him to the side, and he had a bad feeling about it.

Bai Yang wanted to say something, but when he saw the young master's cold eyes, he immediately shut up and obediently drove.

"You called him Uncle Bai?" Then I'll call you Uncle Bai from now on. Uncle Bai, what do you think? "

Su Ruoqiu's face was filled with a innocent smile as her gaze fell upon Uncle Bai, who was driving the car.

Bai Yang subconsciously revealed a kind smile. He wanted to nod his head and open his mouth, but when he saw the young master's gaze, he immediately shut his mouth again.

Sensing that Uncle Bai seemed to be very afraid of the man by her side, Su Ruoqiu turned her head to look at him. She saw his smelly face and saw that he looked just like someone else had dug out his ancestor's grave.

"Can I follow you and call him Uncle Bai?"

Su Ruoqiu seriously asked him, staring into his clear eyes with a little bit of expectation.

Jin Lie felt displeased in his heart, and his cold gaze fell on her body, making eye contact with her.

She stared at him with her big clear eyes, which seemed to gleam a little, like a poor little dog.

Jin Yi Lie's heart felt as if it had been ruthlessly smashed by something, his hard heart unexpectedly softened.

"Right."

"Yes," lightly, Jin Yili closed his eyes and rested.

"Uncle White."

Su Ruo Qiu smiled at Bai Yang and shouted.

Poplar looked at her in the rearview mirror, nodded in agreement, and smiled kindly.

"I want to rest."

Jin shut his eyes tightly, coldly speaking. The meaning behind his words was: All of you are not allowed to speak.

Bai Yang looked deeply at the Young Master, then looked at Su Ruoqiu. The two of them looked at each other, and smiled at the same time.

It seemed that from the time Miss Su appeared until now, the Young Master had become a little different.

Thinking of this, the corners of Bai Yang's lips curled up into a meaningful smile, and he quickly disappeared.

After returning to the Jin family's mansion, Bai Yang followed the young master and Su Ruoqiu to the villa's main hall.

Bai Yang respectfully stood behind his young master. Looking at his wife, his young master, and Su Ruoqiu who were sitting on the sofa, it was rare for him to be this nervous.

"Lie'er, did you call Mama here to discuss something?"

Liu Xiuqin's eyes, which had no focus, scanned to a spot with a frown.

"Mom. "Ruoqiu said that she could cure your eyes. I intend to let her try, but only with your permission."

Jin Lie's tone was very gentle, and his tone revealed his respect and concern for his mother.

If his mother wasn't willing to take the risk, he wouldn't force her. Whatever decision his mother made, he would choose to respect it.

Aunt Chen glanced at Su Ruoqiu, her brows tightly knitted. She wanted to speak out, but was afraid of disturbing Madam from her thoughts.

She swept her gaze towards Su Ruoqiu with an inquiring expression, as if she wanted to see through this woman who had suddenly appeared and what kind of game she was playing.