Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Yao Rong was shaken by him, she smiled back to her senses: "I'm fine, it's so cold, why don't you wear a coat?"

The child didn't answer. She reached out and took out the money, put it into his hand, and said, "Buy a coat. Only when you grow up healthy can you help more people."

She got up and left in a hurry, feeling suffocated in her chest.

"Why do you want to kill Zhuo Bi?" Yao Rong asked in a low voice.

Walking all the way, somehow she got back to the residence, she took out the key, but was hugged by someone, Yao Rong counterattacked, and the other party fell down heavily.

"Rongrong." Yao Shengming's voice sounded behind her.

She turned on the light and saw Yao Shengming lying on the ground covered in blood.

"Why is it you?" Yao Rong had mixed feelings, she was silent for a few seconds, and then helped him into the room to clean up the blood.

Yao Shengming was wounded by a weapon. The bullet hit his arm. Because of drinking too much alcohol and being injured, he fell into a coma.

Wanting to send him to the hospital, but something happened, Yao Rong called the doctor at home, and the doctor came to take out the bullet, but Yao Shengming never woke up.

"Rongrong, Rongrong." He murmured, talking in sleep.

Yao Rong stood in front of the window, turned to look at him, and clenched his hands tightly.

It wasn't until dawn that Yao Shengming woke up. Seeing Yao Rong being hostile to her, he struggled to get up and recalled what happened last night. After he cleared his mind, he opened his mouth.

"Did I scare you last night? Don't worry, it's just a joke. Accidentally getting a weapon is not a big deal. Don't let your parents know." Yao Shengming said.

Yao Rong looked at his condition, she poured a glass of water and handed it to him.

"Thank you." Yao Shengming took a sip.

Yao Rong stared at him condescendingly, her eyes were complicated, her black eyes were tightly closed, and she asked, "Why did you kill him?"

"What?" Yao Shengming asked in confusion.

Yao Rong smiled softly, looked at him and asked, "Where did Zhuo Bi go? Did you kidnap him and take him away, or have you given him to..."

She didn't dare to say the word "killing", for she was afraid it would come true.

"Rongrong, this matter has nothing to do with me." Yao Shengming said.

Yao Rong smiled and looked at him with strange eyes.

"Then last time, Zhuo Bi and I were having dinner, Zhuo Bi was drugged, and he and I were hunted down. Does it have anything to do with you?"

"Zhuo Bi and I were at the intersection of XX, the brick fell down, did you do it?"

Yao Rong took half a step back, watching Yao Shengming stand up, she shouted: "Why on earth are you doing this? Are you going to kill me or him?"

"How did you get the injury on your back? I was kidnapped last time and someone rescued me. The person who rescued me...was it you?"

In fact, she already had the answer in her heart.

Every time I saw Zhuo Bi's side face, the outline was so similar, as if I saw it in a dream.

It's Zhuo, it's Zhuo, it's Zhuo.

Listening to her constant questioning, Yao Sheng pursed his lips, strode forward, clasped her shoulders, and said, "I will find out for you what you want to know."

He neither denied nor admitted it.

Yao Rong shook off his hand, took the coat and handed it over, saying: "From now on, don't come to me again."

"Yao Rong, I have never done anything to hurt you, even if I did... I just want to protect you." Yao Shengming said in a deep voice, he wanted to protect the little princess in his heart.

Even if she and Zhuo Bi already have an intimate relationship, he doesn't mind.

Yao Rong stepped back and leaned against the window, keeping a distance from him.

"Last night, thank you for not calling the police." Yao Shengming said, he took his coat and left.

He passed the hall and saw chocolates on one side.