Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Yao Rong fell to the ground, holding his trousers with her delicate hands, and shouted in a "weak" voice: "Brother..."

Mr. Hei was called "brother" by her. With his gloomy and cold black eyes and a complicated expression, he stood up and walked out with her in his arms, got in the car and returned to the villa.

"Doctor." Mr. Hei's voice was cold and his steps were hurried.

Yao Rong was hugged by him and ran back. She was stunned for a moment. She just wanted to see who was hiding in the dark, but she didn't expect it to be him. But when she called "brother", Mr. Hei became inexplicably nervous.

"Mr. Hei, who is this?" The doctor was taking a nap and was about to be lazy. He was frightened by Mr. Hei's voice and almost fell off the sofa.

He Pidian ran forward and saw Yao Rong with a big belly. He looked at Mr. Hei in confusion and wondered whether Mr. Hei had a lover outside the home.

"Quick." Mr. Hei held Yao Rong on the bed and asked the doctor to come over and take a look.

After the doctor checked, he turned to Mr. Hei and said, "She was caught in the rain and her fetus moved... Fetal gas. I'll prescribe some medicine for her to take. Just rest more."

"Why don't you go quickly?" Mr. Hei became even more anxious after hearing this.

Yao Rong was lying on the bed, holding the corner of the quilt with his hands, shouting in a low voice: "Brother, no, no."

Mr. Hei's lips moved, as if something was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't make a sound. He stood by the bed with his fists clenched, glaring at her coldly.

"Find a few people and follow me." Mr. Hei's voice was cold, he turned around and walked out.

Hearing the door closing, Yao Rong opened her eyes and waited for the doctor to come in with the medicine. She pretended to take it until the doctor left. She got up and spit out the medicine.

"Hiss." Yao Rong walked out with difficulty and looked around Ruoda's bedroom. When he took half a step back, he bumped into a vase.

"Squeak." The vase was moved, and the bookshelf behind him was opened. Yao Rong stared blankly for a few seconds, then subconsciously walked inside, and saw the lights turned on. It was a classic study room.

She didn't think much, walked to the desk, saw the documents, and flipped through them.

Yao Rong rummaged around, her hands shaking with nervousness. When she turned around, she saw a box. She took it and opened it and saw some papers.

"What is this?" Yao Rong's beautiful eyes widened, looking at the words above, and he was so frightened that the box dropped to the ground.

She vaguely heard footsteps coming from outside. She quickly picked up the box, put it back where it was, turned around and ran out, only to see a bodyguard walking in.

"Ouch." Yao Rong held the edge of the sofa, fell to the ground, and said to him: "Who are you? Why am I here? You kidnapped me?"

"Miss Yao, you misunderstood. You are Mr. Hei's distinguished guest. He brought you back." The bodyguard stepped forward and helped her up.

Yao Rong looked very unhappy. She shook her head and pushed him away. She walked out and said, "I don't believe it."

"Miss Yao." The bodyguard chased after her. Yao Rong was so frightened that she broke into cold sweat. She stopped, turned to look at him and said, "If it's not kidnapping, then please send me back."

The bodyguard listened and didn't know what to do. He saw Yao Rong running out...

Yao Rong was so anxious that she ran outside and saw the bodyguard chasing her.

"What should I do?" Yao Rong was frightened and took out his mobile phone, only to find that it was out of battery.

When she was standing on the side of the road, a powerful Harley suddenly rushed towards her and stopped beside her. Yao Rong came to her senses and saw Han Changqing reaching out and pulling her into the car.

"Sit tight." Han Changqing said, and Yao Rong grabbed Han Changqing's shoulders.

Han Changqing drove at an alarming speed. When he rounded the bridge, a wave of people suddenly rushed out. Han Changqing's black eyes darkened slightly and he said: "Damn it."