This group of people and horses was borrowed from Yue Tingcheng by Zhao Qingluo, don't look at the fact that they are all dressed like gangsters now, in fact, they are really the kind of bodyguards who are really fighting, and fighting ten at a time is definitely not bragging.

The person in charge was obviously the tall Sven in front of him, and he asked Zhao Qingluo on the side for instructions, "Miss Zhao, are we going in?" "This is really like the scene of the ancient emperor's personal expedition.

"Let's go inside." Zhao Qingluo waved her hand and went directly with this group of militants, but before leaving, she couldn't help but say more, "It's good to get to the point, don't make it too out of line, there is still an old mother at home." ”

The person in charge nodded and said that he had all of it in his heart, and led a group of subordinate soldiers to break into Qi Dong's house in two ways. Zhao Qingluo and Lin Yuan entered slowly as if they were strolling in their own courtyard.

Qi Dong's home can be described as a family with four walls, the decoration of the home does not know that it is the old style of decades ago, and the slightly damaged top will continue to be used with it, and the damage will try to make up for it yourself, in short, it is very saving.

"It seems that Qi Dong's family is not in a good situation." Lin Yuan squinted his eyes, and Zhao Qingluo shrugged his shoulders undeniably, the bodyguards didn't do much on this floor, at most, they moved the furniture to a position, or pushed it to the ground with nothing to do, which can be regarded as benevolent.

Zhao Qingluo and Lin Yuan didn't care much about how to get it on the other floors, the two of them went upstairs lightly, and happened to take a photo with Qi Dong on the third floor, the latter looked at the two of them with a panicked face, and moved backwards without knowing a little.

"What are you going to do, do you know that it is illegal to break into people's houses?" Qi Dong held a book in his hand and waved it over and over again, although he didn't have much defense power against Zhao Qingluo and Lin Yuan, the latter was still reluctant to go further.

Zhao Qingluo didn't intend to talk nonsense with Qi Dong, and looked at the person in front of her with a smile with her hands clasped: "Why, Mr. Qi has such a set of research on the law?" If you have time to do some miscellaneous things or deal with your housework, do you know about Bai Huahua's miscarriage?! ”

"What!" Qi Dong immediately exclaimed, he stared at Zhao Qingluo's expression, trying to find some traces of coaxing people in the past, but even if he was blind, he couldn't find any clues, "When is this something......

No one answered him, and after a long time, Lin Yuan spoke sarcastically: "I can't imagine that you don't even know this, and the few shouts I shouted while standing downstairs in your house are all blind?" ”

"I always thought it was made up...... Qi Dong tried to defend himself, he was silent for a while, and the whole person actually fell to the ground, and he was lying on his stomach and got rid of a soft-footed shrimp.

Lin Yuan's willow eyebrows were raised upwards obliquely, she bent her pink lips, squinting her eyes as if with an endless smile: "Why, Qi Dong, you really have a lot of reasons, you can actually think of my own friend making such a sinful joke?" ”

Qi Dong didn't answer him, the temperament of a weak scholar with a low head was completely stained on him, his gaze was lowered for a long time, and when he raised it again, his eyes were wet, which Lin Yuan and Zhao Qingluo did not expect.

The two were silent for a while, exchanged glances with each other, and tried their best to use the measure in their hands to measure how sincere and hypocritical this man was.

But these things are difficult to see the result with these eyes alone, Qi Dong's micro-expressions and movements are not flawed at all, as if he has lost the only lover in his life, and that kind of heart-to-heart expression is not something that ordinary people can deduce.

However, if you are a person who has just become acquainted, it is inevitable that you will be deceived by this man's hypocritical face and drink a pot, and Lin Yuan and Zhao Qingluo have already escaped from the state of ignorance, and now the two of them feel that they have a mouthful of phlegm in their hearts and can't vomit for a long time when they look at Qi Dong's hurt look.

"Qi Dong, you can put away this hypocritical face, there are only a few people here who are not the Oscar award scene, your disgusting acting skills are still provincial." Zhao Qingluo didn't want to ink with him, thinking that it would be good to make the words clear, but the latter never thought about ending it hastily.

I only heard Qi Dong say softly in his own voice: "Then you let me see if Huahua is okay, the child of the two of us has just been lost, I know that it is not only me but she also feels the same mood as me, right?" ”

In the same mood? The same hypocritical mood? After hearing this, Zhao Qingluo felt a chill again, and simply didn't want to leave him a chance to refute: "So your so-called same emotions are hypocrites like you?" Or is it like Hua Hua who suffered from mental illness for this matter? ”

Without waiting for Qi Dong's disgusting mouth to speak, Zhao Qingluo continued: "If you still have a little conscience, just stay away from Huahua for me, her life will be better without you, not everyone can't live without anyone, especially a scumbag like you." ”

"No, Huahua can't live without me." I don't know what kind of mentality it is, Qi Dong said such a sentence with great confidence, but he didn't know that he was now like a clown who took off his disguise but still forced a smile.

Zhao Qingluo and Lin Yuan glanced at each other and saw each other's eyes clearly, and then Zhao Qingluo snapped his fingers, and a group of bodyguards in black shirts walked over, looking at Qi Dong with fierce expressions, making his heart furious.

"Zhao Qingluo, what are you going to do as a woman, do you know that this is a crime!" Before the bodyguards could make a move, Qi Dong couldn't help but hide behind the chair, watching their eyes slowly panic.

On the other hand, Zhao Qingluo, who was threatened by Qi Dong, was much calmer: "Dare to ask our dear Young Master Qi, what is wrong with me, what are you afraid of as a good citizen?" ”

As soon as these words were born, the bodyguards couldn't help but feel embarrassed, they recalled the meeting when Zhao Qingluo borrowed someone from Yue Tingcheng not long ago, and they opened and closed their mouths, just like that: "I'm going to smash Qi Dong, that mess is home, you can do it as much as you want", which seems to have nothing to do with the so-called good citizens.

Of course, the bodyguards just put these words in their stomachs and said them, and when they came back to their senses again, they had already seen Qi Dong injured and took a thin small book, looking at Zhao Qingluo's face with a firm expression, and it was estimated that she had to throw it at her.

Zhao Qingluo had every chance to dodge, but she wanted to be smashed like this painlessly, she looked like she had a naughty feeling, but she expected her to suddenly come and say: "Then I will call someone to beat you now in legitimate defense." ”

Qi Dong: "......" and Zhao Qingluo are really friends and can't get any benefits.

"You guys are stunned individually, just don't kill them, and you can do the rest." Zhao Qingluo casually ordered two bodyguards to step forward and beat Qi Dong indiscriminately, and the screams were endless, but Zhao Qingluo did not feel any psychological condemnation at all.

After dealing with Qi Dong's, Zhao Qingluo went back to the hospital, Bai Huahua was still lying on the bed obediently, his empty eyes could find some focus, and he could nod when he saw Zhao Qingluo coming, and his mental state was good.

"How is Hua Hua feeling lately!" Zhao Qingluo sat down on the side of the hospital bed, trying to cater to Bai Huahua's answer in a child's tone.

Bai Huahua tilted his head and didn't feel much, and after a long time, he probably thought about it for a long time before he slowly replied calmly: "It's good." ”

This is the only complete sentence that Bai Huahua uttered after psychological and physical trauma, although he is still demented, but his consciousness is at least back.

Zhao Qingluo and Bai Huahua maintained this kind of communication for several days in a row, and the daily communication time was very short, but the topics were very diverse, involving almost everything she liked in her life, of course, sometimes it would still be related to Qi Dong.

"Qingluo, why didn't you say Qi Dong came to see me?" Bai Huahua's spirit is still profound even if he is in a trance, and this time he suddenly asked.

Speaking of Qi Dong, Zhao Qingluo really still has a little bit of guilt in her heart, and his jade-like face is still destroyed in her hands.

It's just that Zhao Qingluo didn't plan to talk to Bai Huahua in detail about this kind of thing, but just vaguely and perfunctorily brushed it over: "He probably has something to do, didn't he do such a wrong thing before, and he has to make up for it." ”

Although this kind of rhetoric is far-fetched, Bai Huahua, who is sluggish and emotionally unstable, can't see the slightest hint of it, she listened to what Zhao Qingluo said, and she believed it half-ignorantly, and she was completely going to sell her rhythm.

At noon that day, Yue Tingcheng didn't know what wind was blowing, so he specially brought a chicken soup, which was said to be a masterpiece made by Comrade Qi Haoyang himself, and it was specially stewed for Bai Huahua to drink.

That afternoon, Yue Tingcheng didn't remember to leave, and was comfortable in the hospital, leaning his head over from time to time to look at the news on Zhao Qingluo's mobile phone, and the days passed comfortably for a few hours.

Zhao Qingluo looked at Yue Tingcheng with a wry smile from time to time, sometimes she was curious or impatient, and she couldn't help but ask a few words: "Comrade Yue Tingcheng, as a domineering president, don't you have any documents to deal with?" ”

Yue Tingcheng's eyes were mixed with a hint of a smile: "There are a lot of documents by then, but since the director is not urging to slow down, it's okay." Zhao Qingluo cast a puzzled gaze, Yue Tingcheng continued, "If I want to handle documents efficiently, I must have a good mood, for example, I am in a good mood when I hold Qingluo." ”

"Sweet mouth." Zhao Qingluo stuck out her tongue and didn't get tired of Yue Tingcheng endlessly, and for a certain period of time, she couldn't help but think of the countless official duties that she had left behind because of her helpfulness.