Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

She opened the hand that asked for water and walked out with a big belly. She said at the same time: "I will die together with him, and our lives have been tied together."

"Although Zhuo Shu was born into a wealthy family, he is conservative and responsible at heart. He would never do that kind of thing. Even if he did, it would not be his will."

"There is nothing unforgivable in the world. No matter what Zhuo Shu did, I will forgive him. Without Zhuo Shu, there would be no Yao Rong." Her voice was very soft, but in the sunny afternoon, the light on her body was extremely dazzling.

Wenshui was stunned by her words. He suddenly laughed out loud and walked up to grab her car keys.

"I probably know where he is." Gu Chuyan said. There was a reason. Zhuo Shu walked in such a hurry, maybe he was looking for that person.

Wenshui drove and took Gu Chuyan and Yao Rong to the alley.

"Bang." When he was about to go upstairs, he saw someone flying out, and the "I can shoot you into the sky." The plaque was smashed.

"Poof." The old woman was kicked from the upstairs, fell down, and hit the ground, a mouthful of blood spurting out.

She got up and was about to leave, but Zhuo Shu jumped down, stepped on her chest, and said coldly: "Tell me, who are you?"

Gu Chuyan smelled a smell. She walked upstairs, opened the door, and saw where Zhuo Shu was standing. She said softly, "It seems that I misunderstood Zhuo Shu."

Looking at these tools, Zhuo Shu might be here to treat illnesses? For this reason, Qishui was angry. He didn't ask for water when he was sick, but went out to find a wild doctor?

"What is this?" Gu Chuyan squatted down, looked at the bottom of the table, stretched out her hand to push, and found something scattered.

Her clear almond-shaped eyes blinked, looking at the medicine on the ground, she suddenly cried out: "Ask for water, ask for water."

Hearing her voice, Wenshui turned around and ran upstairs. He saw Gu Chuyan pointing to the ground in a panic and said to him, "Does this medicine look familiar to you?"

Wenshui squinted at the medicine scattered on the ground, her expression getting uglier. She looked at him and said in unison: "Herbs unique to the Hei family."

In the alley downstairs, the woman was about to get up and walk away, but Zhuo Shu lifted her up, pressed her hard on one side, pinched her chin, and asked, "Who are you?"

Zhuo Shu's body was holding back pain.

Seeing that she was silent, he pulled off his tie forcefully, bound the old woman's wrists, turned around and ran forward quickly, wanting to help Yao Rong, but he was afraid of infecting her, so he took half a step back and explained to her: " Yao Rong, listen to me, I have never had an affair, and the disease I have is definitely not a sexually transmitted disease."

In the bathroom, after hearing their conversation, Zhuo Shu was eager to explain to her, but if the old woman ran away, he would not be able to argue. Moreover, he was afraid that she would harm others again, so he rushed out in a hurry.

"Yao Rong." Zhuo Shu looked at her without saying anything and walked forward past him.

Zhuo Shu wanted to stop it, but it was too late. Yao Rong took out his handkerchief, caught the water droplets dripping from the tiles, wetted the handkerchief and wiped it on the old woman's face.

She rubbed it faster and faster, as if to verify something.

"Chuchu." Yao Rong called Gu Chuyan as if frightened.

Hearing Yao Rong's cry, Gu Chuyan and Wenshui packed up the herbs and ran downstairs. When they saw Yao Rong retreating in fear, he pointed at the old woman and said, "Look who this is?"

Gu Chuyan raised her feet and stepped forward to protect Yao Rong. She followed her gaze and saw the bound old woman with her makeup removed.

"Old lady? You are an old lady from a century-old shop in the back alley. How could it be you?" Gu Chuyan looked at her in disbelief and refreshed her perspective.

PS: Recommend the author's old article: "Billions of Honey Weddings: The Mysterious Mo Shaotian's Sweet Wife" Welcome to the pit.