Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Seeing this, Zhuo Shu picked her up and walked towards the house, saying to her: "You are in the same danger, Yao Rong, you must be obedient. Since Han He Wenshui is here, you will never let anything happen to your sister-in-law. You must I believe Han is the person who least wants her to be in danger."

Yao Rong listened and wanted to refute, but knew that Zhuo Shu was telling the truth.

After being silent for a long time, she lay on the bed, looked at the ceiling, and asked, "Yao Shengming, have you found him?"

"Zhuo Shu, I think Yao Shengming has inherited Gu Yan's shortcomings. I even think the Yao family has ulterior secrets, but I don't know anything."

"I even think that I am hurting you." Yao Rong's voice was very soft, but she could hear her discomfort.

Zhuo Shu sat on the edge of the bed, holding her hand tightly.

"The Xiao family has been through many ups and downs throughout the generations, and it is definitely not something that the Yao family can decide. Even if something is really caused by the Yao family, it is insignificant to the Xiao family and has nothing to do with you." Zhuo Shuo comforted in a deep voice. He looked at the wound on her back carefully.

"Zhuo Shu." Yao Rong's eyes were red, and he looked at Zhuo Shu, stretched out his hand to touch his face, and said very guiltily: "What I said last night was unintentional."

"I know." Zhuo Shu listened and smiled solemnly.

At this time, Zhuo Shu's cell phone rang. He looked at it as a sign of a call and said to her, "The phone number asking for water."

Yao Rong got up and watched Zhuo Shu answer the phone. She clung to him and crawled into his arms, her body pressed into his arms and her face pressed against the side of his face.

"Haha." Zhuo Shu laughed quietly, watching her throw herself into his arms. He put his arms around her waist and hugged her. He was silent as he listened to Wenshui's words.

"Okay, I know." Zhuo Shuo listened and said succinctly.

Wenshui didn't mention Gu Chuyan's matter, and hastily cut off the call as if he was extremely anxious.

"Zhuo Shu, why didn't you ask about Chuchu?" Yao Rong was so anxious and so excited that she hurt the wound on her back. She fell down on the bed in pain.

Zhuo Shu put the phone aside, stretched out his hand to steady her, and asked urgently: "Did you touch a wound?"

Yao Rong whispered, shook his head at him, grabbed his arm and asked: "Zhuo Shu, if you don't mention the water, is the situation bad?"

Seeing this, Zhuo Shu inspected her wounds carefully, and then said slowly: "Although our mobile phones are all equipped with anti-monitoring devices, they are not safe."

"Besides, we shouldn't let too many people know about my sister-in-law, but I believe it. He can bring Han back from hell, so how can he not be able to cure her?" Zhuo Shuo said comfortingly.

Yao Rong listened, leaned back, touched his belly and said, "That's true, that's good."

No wonder she didn't feel anything strange about Gu Chuyan when she touched her arm. She thought it was nothing.

"Hmm." There was a sound of struggle outside. Zhuo Shu stood up, and Yao Rong also got out of bed and followed him, saying, "I want to take a look too."

The two of them walked outside. In a corner of the courtyard, Patriarch Hei's hands and feet were cuffed. His mouth was open, his eyes were red with bloodlust, and he rushed forward like a wild beast.

"Bang" he rushed over and was pulled back by the iron chain.

"Ahhhh." The leader of the Hei family was struggling. Zhuo Shu stepped forward, grabbed his arm, made a cut, filled the bottle with his blood, reached out and pinched his chin, and said, "Don't worry, I won't It would make you die so easily."

The head of the Hei family was grabbed by his chin, struggled, opened his mouth and bit Zhuo Shuo's neck, but Zhuo Shuo looked at him coldly and slapped him.

"Bang" Patriarch Hei was shot away and fell to the ground.