The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

Lin Zhiyun said in a seductive voice,

"Didn't Miss Gu say that she wants the truth?

Huo Yan opened his eyes, with a bit of emptiness in them.

Then, a cold smile slowly appeared on the man's beautiful face,

"The truth has been given to her..."

What she wanted was obviously to escape.

Every second the two of them spent together, he could feel Gu Weimian's resistance and alienation.

It was like a shield was erected.

It has spikes on it.

Don't let him get close, warn him to stay away.

In the final analysis... I still don't love it...

Huo Weizhen is nothing, it's just an excuse at best.

There was a storm in the man's dark eyes.

A little girl whom he had little memory of originally aroused waves of disgust in his heart.

Even murderous intent.

This trace of murderous intent was aimed at You Jingshu.

This woman... really deserves to die.

The muscles all over the man's body were tense.

For a moment, his whole body suddenly relaxed.

It was as if the life in his body had been taken away, and the look on his face was still cold.

But this kind of coldness is a kind of coldness closer to indifference.

There was no trace of water in his eyes.

He lowered his head and quietly watched the doctor operating on his calf.

Lin Zhiyun looked at Huo Yan like this, and felt a sense of despair that gradually disappeared.

"Mr. Huo, aren't you... going to do something?"

Huo Yan didn't even raise his eyelids. 6̳̳

There was a deathly silence in the ward.

After a long time, the man slowly opened his mouth,

"not going to."

Lin Zhiyun was stunned for a moment, and the last light in his eyes disappeared...

The doctor was frightened when he heard this. He finally treated the wound and put a plaster on Huo Yan.

"During this period, try to rest as much as possible and don't move around."

Huo Yan nodded slightly and looked at Lin Zhiyun nonchalantly, "Help me to the wheelchair."

Lin Zhiyun immediately lowered his body.

On the side, the doctor has already pushed the wheelchair over.

Just as Huo Yan's back touched the back of the wheelchair, there was a "bang" sound, and the door of the consulting room suddenly opened.

Wu Yezhou, who had already left, came back at some point. His eyes were widened and he was looking in the direction of Huo Yan.

"is that you!"

Huo Yan frowned slightly, ignored Wu Yezhou, turned his wheelchair, and walked towards the door of the clinic.

Wu Yezhou grabbed Huo Yan's neck.

"I ask you! Did you do it?"

Huo Yan looked at Wu Yezhou coldly, his voice was slow and careless,

"What, there's another death in the family?"

He could feel Wu Yezhou's hand holding his collar tremble.

The man's brows furrowed even more.

Did he really guess it right?

really interesting……

Does this mean that if anyone dies, the account will be held on his head?

He raised his hand and squeezed Wu Yezhou's hand.

Compared to Wu Yezhou's big palm like a cattail leaf fan.

Huo Yan's hands were incredibly delicate and beautiful.

However, Wu Yezhou was squeezed and had no power to resist, so Huo Yan pinched him away from his chest little by little.

A few seconds.

The two looked at each other.

Wu Yezhou's face turned red, and blue veins popped out on his forehead.

But he still could only watch his hand being taken away by Huo Yan.

Watching Huo Yan go out,

"Wei Mian hasn't hurt you until now, right?"

On the contrary, Huo Yan was always aggressive!

The man has done so much and looks so pathetic.

So much so that just now, he was confused and felt that Gu Weimian was too cold-blooded.