Chapter 135 Talking Heart

"Then you have watched too many TV series, and in reality, there are a few people who can let go of their grief and anger and shake hands with the enemy."

"But Huang Puren, he is not your enemy, he is your brother." In a hurry, An Sisi turned out to be a lot louder.

"I don't have a brother like that! He's just the son of a thief, why is he! Huang Pujun struggled to raise his palm, pointed at An Sisi and asked.

The cheeks, which had lost their blood from the injury, turned a little blue under the anger.

"Don't get excited, I was wrong." Hurriedly holding Huang Pujun's trembling palm, An Sisi stood up in fear and put his palm into the quilt.

Outside the door, Huang Puren held the bouquet of flowers and lowered his head, retracted the soles of his feet that he had originally intended to step in, and stood at the door.

"An Sisi, I don't care how you and Huang Puren met, and what he told you, but the problem between us cannot be solved by a few simple words."

It seems that for the angry explanation just now, Huang Pujun's tone has lowered a lot.

"President, have you actually sat down and talked about these issues? Anyway, President Lao Huangpu is no longer alive, in case something happens, I'm just saying just in case, it's still the two of you brothers who are the closest. ”

Ann Si sat back on the stool and sighed.

"Is that so? Your disappearance some time ago, coupled with this incident, I suspect that Huang Puren did it. ”

"It's not him! This car accident must not have been done by Huang Puren, we were all together that night! ”

An Sisi's eyes flashed, staring at Huang Pujun.

"Even if he didn't do it himself, can you guarantee that he didn't find someone to do it?" Huang Pujun grinned the corners of his mouth with a hint of helplessness.

Outside the door, Huang Puren seemed to tremble, and his eyes dimmed a lot.

"Why are you so wary of Huang Puren?" Ann Sisi shook her head, disagreeing with his statement.

"You try, when your life is somehow dragged down from a high place to a low place, you have to turn yourself into a thorny hedgehog."

Yes, I don't understand, because my life has never left a low place, thinking about the days from childhood to adulthood, An Sisi shed two tears in his heart.

Seeing that An Sisi no longer spoke, Huang Pujun continued: "Before the age of ten, there were parents at home, although my father was often not at home, but as long as he came home, he hugged and hugged me, but suddenly one day, he brought back another little boy and asked me to call him brother. I remember my mother's tears and anger that day, and not long after, my mother passed away. But my so-called younger brother officially moved into my house on the day my mother died! ”

Outside the door, Huang Pu Ren raised his head, and his eyes fell on the tile wall reflected by glass, as if he was looking at Huang Pu Jun.

After a long time, he put down the bouquet in his hand and turned to leave the hospital.

"President Huangpu, I know that I am not qualified to comment on the events of the year, but I still hope to ......"

Before the words could be broken, a noise sounded outside the door, and after nodding with Huang Pujun, An Sisi pushed open the door of the ward.

"Huang Puren! What qualifications do you have to come to see my husband! Jasmine Sun's shouting voice lingered in the hallway.

"It doesn't matter if I'm qualified to root you or not, right?" Huang Puren stood disdainfully, his arms clasped in front of his chest.