Lao Wu:!!!

"Girl, don't you know that we never make investments tomorrow? We have money and deposits. Who the hell knows whether we will see tomorrow's sun tomorrow? We have always been drunk today."

"I believe you, I really don't invest. What do you say about Pei Xian's house? This house costs at least 10 million."

"Hey, I think it's strange not to mention you. Who knows he saves money and who he will leave to buy a house and a car in the end? It's better to buy some paper houses, epic coins or something."

Huo Yu hired: "..."

This is really ugly.

"Of course I'm leaving it to myself. Whoever looks like you, wants to die, and curse others to die!" Huo Yupin's eyes were red, "Then you can live in a paper house in the future."

"Who the fuck wants it..."

"Stop quarrel, the time is almost over, leave after breakfast." Pei Xian rubbed his eyebrows and interrupted Lao Wu's words.

Old Wu is frustrated.

Before he could finish his words, every time he quarreled with Huo Yupin, he would always be interrupted.

At least let him finish speaking and let him breathe!

But the other party vented his anger and calmed down.

Half of the fucking quarrels can really vomit to death.

**

Rongcheng, the third hospital.

After resting all night, the injury stabilized, but Luo Yin's face was still pale. The wound should have been carefully maintained. She rushed to Rongcheng almost without stopping as soon as she woke up in Haicheng and tried her best to argue.

Ah, Lu Qingzhi pushed him out of the wheelchair again.

The wound hurts from the beginning of waking up. She has always been able to endure the pain, but this time it is really unbearable.

Especially, her father has never been there after she was hospitalized.

She thought about bribing Dr. Zhao, but the other party refused. She didn't perform too much. After all, the person named Zhao was a high school classmate Huo Zheng. She was worried that she would be bribed, so she bought Dr. Zhao's assistant.

Over the years, there has been no movement on Dr. Zhao, and Huo Jiting has not contacted Dr. Zhao for nearly ten years. She relaxed her vigilance, but unexpectedly, she gave her a blow at this time.

The ward door opened, and Huo Zheng saw that she woke up, took the hot water from the nurse, and fed it with a spoon.

"Actually, you're starting to doubt me, right?"

Huo Zheng frowned, "How could I doubt you?"

"Qingzhi's child took me out of the wheelchair and destroyed the transportation tools, but you did nothing. Of course, I didn't want you to take revenge on Qingzhi or A Ting, I just thought about the past, you kept spoiling me.

Protect me, if others treat me a little badly, you will double down on it..."

"It's not suspicion, but..." Huo Zheng pursed his lips and was silent for a few seconds before he immediately said: "I owe A Ting a lot, I'm not a qualified father."

When he was at Luo's house, his mind was messy and he couldn't figure it out.

That night, he accompanied Ayin to treat him, but unconsciously thought of many old past events.

This was not the first time he let go of the little boy in his memory. It was the busiest time for his career to start. He rarely went home. When he saw him occasionally, he was almost always alienated and scolded him.

Luo Yin raised his hand and gently placed it on the back of his hand, saying nothing.

At this time, Huo Zheng's cell phone suddenly rang. It was the call from his younger son, and the sound was a little panicked.

"Dad, my sister jumped out of the second floor window last night and is now gone."
Chapter completed!