Outright Favoritism

  Chapter 1009 He Chenshe is dead

  On the other side, He Chen learned that Luo Xi had finished treatment, so he came to the garden to find her about Shaoyan’s latest development.

  Coincidentally, I saw Wei Ang giving milk tea to Luo Xi.

  At this time, He Chen leaned against the tree trunk and looked at Wei Ang with a look of sorrow. The ending sounded very long, "Stop..."

  Wei Ang paused absent-mindedly, and raised his eyes, startled, "Brother Chen? Are you looking for Miss Luo too?"

  He Chen squinted at him, smiling but not smiling, "failed to send warmth?"

  He always thought that the relationship between Luo Xi and the old man was extraordinary.

  However, seeing Wei Ang’s behavior just now aroused He Chen's curiosity.

  A psychiatrist who came from afar can be taken care of by Wei Ang.

  He is the number one confidant of the old man, and he will carry it wherever he goes for many years.

  At this time, Wei Ang scratched his head in embarrassment, "Brother Chen, don't make fun of me. I dare not give warmth to Miss Luo."

   "That is..." He Chen licked his lips playfully, "According to orders?"

  Wei Ang smiled, "You might as well say that I am trying to figure out the Holy Will."

  He Chen took out the cigarette case and handed Wei Ang a cigarette, "Come on, tell my brother, what is the relationship between her and the old man?"

  For so many years, Shang Zonghai didn't even have a maid around him, and Wei Ang and the housekeeper took care of the daily chores.

  Finally, a vague and ambiguous object appeared, and He Chen was too curious.

  At this moment, Wei Ang took a mouthful of cigarettes and shook his head solemnly, "It doesn't matter."

   "It doesn't matter or there is no progress? Make it clear." He Chen squinted at him and raised his thick eyebrows frivolously.

Wei Ang did not dare to tell lies in front of He Chen. What's more, it was about Mr.'s reputation. He considered it for a few seconds, and then said seriously: "Brother Chen, none of them. Mr. did tell me not to neglect Ms. Luo, but that is. Because her father and husband are classmates, and the Luo family is also a family of Chinese medicine."

  He Chen squinted his eyes deeply, always feeling that Wei Ang was hiding something, "Nothing?"

  Wei Ang didn't know what he thought of, but quickly nodded, "It's really gone."

   "Hmm." He Chen looked at Luo Xi in the distance thoughtfully, grinning inexplicably, "That's right, I have been very idle lately, and there is nothing to do. It's not difficult to find some lace scandals."

  I am trying to find out what I mean by myself.

  Wei Ang has followed Shang Zonghai for many years, so he can naturally guess what he thinks.

  But some things, more than ten years have passed, rashly mentioning it will only make Luo Xi into an embarrassing situation.

  Wei Ang was very entangled. In the end, he could only take a step forward and remind He Chen in a low voice, “Brother Chen, you know your sir. With his person and methods, if it is the woman he likes, it’s impossible to let the other party out.”

   After that, Wei Ang also made a nuisance in Luo Xi's direction, "Besides...that person's age is also not appropriate."

  He Chen heard a scent of other secrets. With a cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth, he looked at Wei Ang through the faint mist, "There is so much shit."

  Wei Ang threw the cigarette **** into the smoke-killing pillar, and bent over before leaving, "Brother Chen, Miss Luo has very high hypnotic skills, you...don't touch her."

  He Chen has nothing wrong with this person, just frivolous.

  Wei Ang was also worried that if he got on his head and did anything extraordinary to Luo Xi, then the young master would be in danger.

  He Chen's face sank. He just wanted to say that I was not so hungry and didn't choose food. An exclamation suddenly came from behind: "Boss——"

  The sound is very familiar, it comes from the players of the casino.

  Wei Ang wanted to bend to say goodbye, but with the sound of squeezing the ground, he cast his sight curiously.

  On the garden path, four men pushed a small cart, on which was placed an oversized red-pink gift box with silk ribbons on it. It was as pompous as it was.

  He Chen was also unexpected, his eyes lingering on the gift box, vaguely had a very bad premonition.

  Then, the four subordinates hurriedly came to him, without saying hello, they opened the streamer on the gift box like a sound effect, "Boss, please check your gift, remember to praise!"

  CNM, his agency is dead.

  He Chen watched the gift box spread out in front of him with his own eyes. Yin Mo was sitting in it in a red dress, with his hands folded, his feet tied, and a mouth ball in his mouth.

  She seemed to have just woke up, her eyes filled with confusion, and the bumps of the cart all the way upset her hair.

  He Chen has never been so embarrassed in his life.

  As the sun is shining in the morning, countless patients in the small garden of the inpatient department stroll here.

  The four big idiots shouted, almost attracted everyone's attention.

  Not to mention the big gift box with Yin Mo inside, how dazzling it is.

  Wei Ang silently stretched out his thumb and muttered in a low voice, "Brother Chen, have fun."

   Immediately after, Luo Xi sneered when he heard the news, "You actually have such a hobby?"

  He Chen closed his eyes, suppressing the surging hostility, and smirked, "Who taught you?"

  The four hands looked at each other and shouted in unison: "Brother Ao!"

   "Give, old, son, get out!" He Chen took a cigarette **** and hit a few people, his temples jumped violently, and he wanted to kill someone irritably.

  Yin Mo, who was still sitting in the gift box, struggled to stand up, but the twine restrained her movement and fell back before she stood up.

  He Chen's handsome face was clouded like never before. He leaned over and took the ball in Yin Mo's mouth, and threw it to the ground in disgust, "You can tie up the four wastes, what's the difference between you and waste?"

  Yin Mo hadn't settled the account with him, but he was scolded after he broke his head and covered his face. He frowned, "He Chen, are you sick?"

  She was still in Nanyang with her parents for the New Year, but a few big men broke in and took her away.

  Yin Mo is sometimes hypocritical, but she doesn't like He Chen's real style.

  When will he learn to respect women? !

  He Chen sullenly did not speak, and after untying Yin Mo, he prepared to grab her by the waist and pick him up.

  But Yin Mo waved away his hand in a resistance, moved his stiff ankle, and walked off the cart with both hands and feet.

  Yin Mo has never been to Parma, and is unfamiliar here.

  She called Li Qiao the first time, but she didn't answer it.

  Yin Mo shook his body unsteadily. Yu Guang accidentally saw Wei Ang, who had not left. The two had met in Myanmar. They were not familiar, but they should be all friendly forces.

  She stared at Wei Ang with her eyebrows, and asked in a faint voice: "Excuse me...Is Li Qiao here?"

   "Yes, the young lady is in the inpatient department upstairs." Wei Ang glanced at Yin Mo in a red dress, such a bright and tacky red, there was a hint of pure and charming charm on her.

  It’s no wonder that Brother Chen was so far away that he sent her over, that face and figure were indeed a disaster.

  (End of this chapter)