My Guardian Mr Bo

Looking at Rong Bei's appearance, Fu Jiu felt that no matter what happened, he knew that Rong Bei was concerned about Qin Shuangshuang, and that others could not control other people's affairs, especially in terms of emotions.

Not to mention that Brother Rong has someone in his heart, which is a good thing!

After all, all of them were worried about whether Rong Bei would die alone.

However, the original good thing, now that it is, has become like this.

At this time, Fu Jiu suddenly remembered something. She thought about it, and she still called up the data and put the computer in front of him.

And the lips murmured, "Unexpectedly, you met so long ago."

"……what?"

Rong Bei was stunned again.

Eyes fell on that document.

Of course, he just took a casual look and couldn't look away anymore.

Among the data displayed on the computer, this is obviously all of Qin Shuangshuang's data, but his own photo appears on it.

"Remember, Rong Bei, these are the two years you spent in the underground black market in Country M, fifteen or sixteen years old, Qin Shuangshuang at that time was this kid."

Fu Jiu pointed to a thin, yellow-looking child and said.

In the photo, she is like a black market boxing arena, a mixed bag.

She seems to be dressed in tatters, but she is still clean, but the photos shown in the information are all black and white. Overall, she looks thin and small, and it is impossible to tell whether she is a male or a female.

Obviously he should be a eleven or twelve-year-old child, but he is thin and looks like he is eight or nine years old, but the face on the photo is still clear. Although the complexion is poor, the facial features can almost correspond to the present.

Especially the pair of bright and big eyes and long eyelashes that are particularly prominent because of their thinness, are so innocent and confused, but they also reveal a sense of cleverness.

She seemed to be gripping the corner of her dress tightly because of tension.

In front of her, it was Rong Bei who had just gotten off the stage. He hit his opponent and was rewarded. There were some bruises on his face and the corners of his mouth were red and swollen.

And she had a towel and water in her hand, which was one of his many attendants.

Said he was a follower, in fact, at that time, he just saw that they were the weakest group in it. Their fate was too tragic, and it reminded him of his own past, how he was when he was a child, so he took care of them occasionally.

The so-called care is just to reward them with some money.

Although they are weak, they are not useless. They are only mutually beneficial.

That photo instantly brought Rong Bei back to the past, and time goes back ten years.

ten years.

Rong Bei really did not expect, and he knew that he had never noticed that once such a weak and incompetent follower, even a thin follower who prevented him from seeing boys and girls, would become like this when he grew up.

"Rong Bei, it's not a coincidence. She knew you when she was a child. I suspect that she is now a computer expert and hacker. Having these abilities is also related to you."

Fu Jiu said, frowning and said, "The information shows that after you disappeared at the age of sixteen, she also walked out from there, wandering around and working. Although these are nothing, she always inquires wherever she goes. According to your news, I went to university in a work-study program in country m, but after graduation—"

When she said this, she suddenly clicked when she thought about what message she saw when she was abruptly flipping through it.