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)