Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

"No, don't think about it. The most important thing for you now is to heal your injury." Zhuo Bi took a pillow and put it behind her to make her lean more comfortably.

Yao Rong smiled wryly, she lifted the quilt, looked at the injury on her leg, and said, "I heard the conversation between you and Xiao Mohan."

No wonder Zhuo Bi hesitated when she said she would come.

But in order to accompany her, he still went, so he would be calculated by others, and it would ruin Xiao Mohan's major event.

"Because he came to rescue us, his people withdrew, causing countless casualties." Yao Rong moved, looked out the window, sat up reluctantly, and said to him, "Zhuo Bi, I'm really sorry."

Zhuo Bi was silent, pretending to smile lightly, and said: "It's all small things, don't get in the way."

"Their target is me, and they want to kill me, because I know who he is." Yao Rong put his arms around Zhuo Bi, put his lips against his ear, and said, "He is..."

Zhuo Bi's body was stiff, but his expression was calm.

"You already knew?"

Zhuo Bi stood up, walked to the window, opened the window to let the cold wind blow in, put his hands in front of the window frame, and said, "I expected Han before, so I wanted to lure him out."

Because of this incident, Xiao Mohan deliberately dismissed Gu Chuyan and asked her to go back to the villa.

"Rongrong." Yao Shengba's voice sounded from outside, he opened the door and walked in, left the suitcase aside, and strode to the bed.

"How did you get hurt like this? Have you seen a doctor?" Yao Shengba looked at her bandaged leg, his hands were trembling and he didn't dare to touch them, he asked concerned.

Yao Shengba seems to have aged nearly 10 years these days.

"Dad." Yao Rong hugged his arm, leaned on his shoulder, and said, "I'm sorry I can't be by your side."

Yao Shengba looked at her, hesitant to speak.

"I heard that Cheng Ming is missing. I have called the police, but I haven't found it yet." Yao Shengba sighed, he looked up at Zhuo Bi, got up and begged, "Master Zhuo, can you excuse me?"

"Okay." Zhuo Bi nodded, and walked out with Yao Shengba.

Yao Rong was about to get up when the phone rang, it was Gu Chuyan's call.

"How's the injury?" The door was pushed open, Wenshui strode in with the medicine box in hand.

Hearing the voice of asking for water, Yao Rong put down his phone, took his coat and put it on, saying, "It shouldn't be a serious injury."

Wenshui walked up, sat on the edge of the bed, looked down, and said, "Zhuo scum has been urging Ben Shao to come over, saying that his wife's leg was injured. Seeing that he is in a hurry, outsiders don't know, and think he was killed by himself." Palace."

"Pfft." Yao Rong couldn't help laughing out loud.

Wenshui took a look for her, took the medicine and rubbed it on her, and said, "It's just a flesh wound, it will be healed in two days."

"Thank you." Yao Rong said politely, feeling very embarrassed, not knowing what to say to Wen Shui.

Wen Shui raised his eyes, Tao Hua looked at Yao Rong, turned his black eyes a few times, and suddenly laughed out loud, saying: "Want to thank Ben Shao? Well, you ask Zhuo Li to vacate the room, and Ben Shao sleeps next door tonight."

As he spoke, he picked up his things and ran to the next door.

After Zhuo Bi finished talking with Yao Shengba, Wenshui "kindly" brought a bowl of hot soup. He was hungry, so he drank it without doubting that there was something wrong.

"Okay, you're asking water, and you're slandering me." Zhuo Bi gritted his teeth and said bitterly.

Wenshui must have asked him to come here because he was in a hurry, to take revenge a little, actually... wanting to make a fool of himself? Zhuo Bi stretched out his hand and hit the wall hard.

"Zhuo Bi, how are you?" Yao Rong stood up, endured the pain, walked to the bathroom door, and knocked on the door.

"I..." Zhuo Bi strode back and forth, trying to open the window to escape, but the window was sealed from the outside.