Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Yao Rong, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened her eyes and was lifted up by Wenshui, who fed her some water before lying down.

"Thank you." Yao Rong listened, and she laughed softly, looked directly at Wenshui, and said, "How did you know that I had something to say to you?"

Wenshui waved his hands, leaned there, touched his face narcissistically, and said, "In addition to being handsome, I am also very smart. What do you think?"

"Pfft." Yao Rong laughed out loud and moved, feeling pain coming from her body. She looked at Wenshui and said, "Yao Shengming is Gu Yan's biological son."

"..." Wenshui was still joking just now, but now his face changed drastically.

"I went to the hospital for an appraisal and confirmed their relationship! There must be some kind of deal between Gu Yan and my father, so I have been raising it for him and hiding it."

"Yao Shengming's temperament is close to perversion, and he was indoctrinated. The Zhuo family has been kind to the Yao family. Zhuo Shu and I have been engaged since childhood. As for Gu Yan's behavior, I was just wondering whether he had thoughts about the Zhuo family. "

"Ask Shui, is my dad okay?" Yao Rong's voice was choked, but he asked firmly, not dragging his feet or crying.

She just couldn't get up and was injured, Yao Rong knew it.

"In the hospital, the situation is not good! But I will take care of you, you..." Wen Shui wanted to talk about her pregnancy, but thinking of the condition of her fetus, he swallowed it and said, "You can rest in peace and recover, sir." withdraw."

"This will save Zhuo Shu from having to skin me when he comes back." Wenshui said, motioning for her to rest.

Yao Rong looked at his figure and said softly: "Ask for water, thank you."

She was awake. As a doctor, Wen Shui could see clearly, but he covered it up for her. Regarding the Zhuo family's affairs, she felt that Wenshui was someone else and he could handle it more appropriately.

"Yeah." Wenshui responded and closed the door for her.

He stood outside, digesting what Yao Rong said, lit a cigarette and took a puff, holding the cigarette butt in his mouth, took out his mobile phone, only to find that it was turned off.

"As Han said, Gu Yan is unfathomable." Wenshui said coldly. No wonder Xiao Mohan didn't kill him, but kept him for other uses.

Thinking of this, Wenshui turned around and walked aside to charge and turn on his mobile phone.

Two messages and several missed calls jumped in. He asked for some water and glanced at it. His hand swept to the coffee table and the fruit plate was knocked over by him.

"Damn it." Wenshui was stunned, stood up and walked out with his cell phone.

He took his cell phone, plugged it in to charge, and dialed the housekeeper's cell phone. The housekeeper's fearful voice came over there, saying, "Master, I don't want to bear the blame for you secretly taking medicine."

"..." Wenshui swallowed hard as he listened, and the cigarette butt fell to the side, burning a hole in his pants.

"Squeak." Probably because the housekeeper was angry, Wenshui braked hard, leaned forward with his tall body, his hands on the steering wheel, and remained silent for a few seconds.

"What did you say?" Wenshui asked coldly, and the housekeeper realized that he had said the wrong thing.

The housekeeper hesitated, wanting to hang up the phone, pick up his things and leave.

"You help me with something." Wenshui said, compiled a message and sent it, then drove around and headed towards the private club.

He parked the car, took out a cigarette and lit it. After taking a puff, he strode towards the elevator.

He got on the elevator and headed straight to the 76th floor. His phone vibrated twice. He lowered his head to take out his phone and vaguely smelled something. He couldn't help but turn around and look.

"Hiss." Mr. Hei leaned there, with his back to him, his body motionless.

"What are you doing here?" Qishui said coldly.

He strode forward, reached out and clasped Mr. Hei's shoulders, and shook him hard!