The man turned around and smiled at her, "Hello. ”

Wincho was there, and everything was like a dream.

"Are you Fu Nanli's father?"

"I am." He had a warm smile and seemed to be a warm and kind person.

Wen Qiao frowned: "You really didn't die. ”

Fu Xianyuan didn't speak, avoiding his eyes.

Wen Qiao gritted his teeth and said, "Since you didn't die, why haven't you come back for so many years?" Do you know how much Fu Nanli misses you? How much mental trauma did he suffer because of your death? ”

"I'm sorry, but I have to do it too."

"What kind of last resort makes you ignore your wife and son?"

Suddenly, Si Yu shouted, "Wen Qiao, be careful. ”

From the side curtain of the stage, more than a dozen people suddenly poured out, each holding a wooden stick in his hand.

Wen Qiao's face was gloomy, could it be that Fu Nanli's father was a bait?

How so?

Who exactly is he doing things for now?

She is not allowed to think too much, and a vicious battle is about to break out.

The door of this studio was locked, and there was a party going on at the recording site next door, which was so lively and full of people that no one could hear the sound of fighting in the venue here.

At the gate of the TV station, Fu Nanli came down from Rolls-Royce, Qin Bei gave him an umbrella, and the snowflakes still fell on his shoulders.

"Young Master, Miss Wen, they are in the T2 recording hall."

"Hmm."

The director of the TV station personally led the high-level to greet him, and sent Fu Nanli to the T2 recording hall, but Wen Qiao and Si Yu were not seen at the scene.

"What about them?"

The staff was immediately called over and said, "I went to the bathroom just now, and I should be back soon." ”

"How long have you been there?"

"Five minutes."

Fu Nanli sat aside and waited for Wen Qiao, and after waiting for another ten minutes, he felt that something was not right, so he got up and walked out.

There were two bathrooms on one floor, and the director sent two female staff members into the bathroom, but they didn't see Wen Qiao and Si Yu.

Fu Nanli's face sank suddenly, could it be that there would still be danger on the TV station?

That Ling Ning has been subdued, and she shouldn't have any other enemies.

Fu Nanli didn't dare to slack off, and immediately went to the monitoring room and found a figure he was familiar with.

And Wen Qiao followed the familiar figure to an empty studio on the fourth floor.

"Go right now."

The group ran to the studio on the fourth floor, and next door was the noisy and earth-shattering.

Fu Nanli looked at it, and a lock fell on it: "Open the door immediately." ”

The director quickly brought the key, and when the door opened.

Wen Qiao was seen sitting on the ground, her hands were covered with blood, and in front of her, a man was lying there, motionless.

Si Yu was also seriously injured, and the scene was chaotic.

Fu Nanli stepped over and hugged Wen Qiao: "It's okay." ”

Wen Qiao's voice was hoarse: "I...... I ......"

I can't say half a word.

Qin Bei's voice suddenly came: "Young Master...... He...... He's ......"

Fu Nanli looked back at the man lying on the ground, his face suddenly turned pale, it was his father, it was his father.

How so?

Why is he here?

What happened to Joel with him?

"Take him to the hospital."

After speaking, he helped Wen Qiao up, Wen Qiao's eyes were dilated, and his anger remained.

Qin Bei and Song An lifted Fu Xianyuan up, Qin Bei's face was very solemn, and Mr. seemed to be ...... The injury was severe.