Night Wind sent an agent to investigate the child, after all, he was wearing a patient gown, he should be a patient in the hospital, and the agent was a means, so he quickly investigated the matter about the child.

The agent sighed: "This baby is a pitiful, fell down the stairs in front of the court, fell unconscious at the time, fell asleep for three months, woke up, but unfortunately it was a parent who didn't hurt." ”

Hearing this, the night wind frowned tightly.

The agent carefully observed Brother Feng's expression, and his voice carried a little compassion, "Her parents are divorced, and she was awarded to her father, but his father got married again as soon as he divorced, and after he goes back, he lives under his stepmother's hands, and I am afraid that he will not have a good life." ”

Night Wind clenched his fists violently, his face pale.

The agent didn't dare to say it anymore, he knew that his artist was actually the prince of Ye's enterprise, but unfortunately, this prince was kicked out of the East Palace, so he became an artist.

In fact, in the upper circles, they don't look at artists in their eyes, but more will belittle them, thinking that they are just actors.

In addition, there are indeed some places in the entertainment industry that are smoky, and it is not to blame others for looking down on this circle.

If it weren't for Night Wind's stepmother who brought her illegitimate child into the house, Night Wind would not have been kicked out, so what Night Wind hated the most was the junior, stepmother, and illegitimate child.

The agent can actually say it without talking about it, but thinking that this little girl seems to be a little fan of Night Wind, I hope that Night Wind will not have a bad attitude towards the little fan, so he will tell the little girl about living in the hands of her stepmother, which can make Night Wind feel a little sympathetic and be better to this little fan.

After a long silence, Night Wind suddenly spoke: "You go back." ”

The agent hesitated to glance at the girl on the bed, but after thinking about it, he would go back by himself when the child woke up, anyway, it was a ward on this floor, and it should be fine.

The agent's mobile phone vibrated a little, in fact, it had vibrated several times before, this was his personal mobile phone, which should have been a text message from his family.

The agent was afraid that something would happen at home, so he nodded and left.

Out of the ward, the agent turned on the phone and saw the information on it, it turned out to be his three-year-old daughter's birthday, and his wife asked him when he would go back.

He patted his forehead, he was so busy that he forgot about it.

If it weren't for the message from his wife, he might have gone back without the gifts ready.

When the agent left, Night Breeze's eyes fell on the little girl who was sleeping sweetly, and there was still crystal saliva flowing from the corners of the little girl's mouth.

Night Wind frowned, reached for the tissue, and helped her wipe off her saliva, only to realize that she had done something superfluous again, and threw the tissue into the wastebasket in anger.

Night Breeze controlled the wheelchair to the bedside, looked at the slowly setting sun outside the window, and recalled the agent's words in his mind: "This baby is a pitiful, living under the hands of the stepmother, I'm afraid there won't be a good life." ”

It was completely dark, the little girl on the bed moved, she turned over, reached out and rubbed her eyes, and opened her eyes with difficulty, she thought that when she woke up, she would see her father and mother, but what she saw was the brother.

She rubbed her eyes vigorously, but her heart became more and more panicked.

The eyes that had just opened their eyes seemed to have been washed with water, and there was a layer of mist in their eye sockets, clean and clear.

The little koi looked at the night breeze with a pair of harmless big eyes, pursed her small mouth, and said in a milky voice: "Brother, can you take me to find my father?" ”