No matter how harsh she is on weekdays, it only helps her grow. He has never been a warm person, and his years of being alone have only made him more and more gloomy and indifferent, and his methods are unpredictable and ruthless. His world is gradually reduced to the valuable and the unworthy, the usable and the unusable. He hated the Lan family like that, but after all, he was not willing to oppress his cold style on this daughter, he just wanted to protect her unscathed at the top.

And now, she lay in front of him covered in bruises, silently, as if she was going to sleep like this.

Fang Yuzhong sat beside her, his face was always gloomy and pale, he lowered his eyes to look at her closed eyes, but saw a trace of water slowly dripping under her eye sockets.

His heartache was suddenly unbearable, and his inner body, which had been suppressed for many years to the point of numbness, almost collapsed in front of her who was weak and unconscious. He got up, his fingers wiping away her tears, rudely and quickly, but lightly.

He raised his voice, "Cry for what." "I know that she can't hear, and I know her pain, but I can't bear it for her.

He only waited for a moment, and the man who sent it out came back and figured out the whole thing. Fang Yuzhong listened in silence and dropped the cup on the desk. His secretary said, "Surveillance has also been transferred from the traffic management bureau, and those cars should be able to be found soon." ”

"All the little ones dare to cause trouble with me." The secretary didn't dare to look at him, the Fang Yuzhong he knew had always been expressionless, and he had never seen him so angry, so it became more and more terrifying. "With such a thought, I will first send it in and lock it up for a few years." After coming out, clean up slowly. His methods have always been ruthless and direct, "If you raise such an unruly person, their family should also have a good heart." "It looks like something has to be done about them as well. The secretary nodded, "I'll go down and set it up." ”

On the afternoon of the second day, Fang Yuzhong went to the hospital again. The hospital told him that the boy had woken up.

Han Luochen was still in good spirits, leaning on the hospital bed, his face was broken in several places. He heard the movement, looked out of the door, and saw Fang Yuzhong, Lan Qingchuan's father.

The man's face was gloomy and cold, and the seriousness of the incident could be seen from his face.

His heart tightened and asked, "What about Lan Qingchuan?" She was badly wounded, and as he lay in his arms, he noticed that her hands were twisted in a strange position, hanging limply.

Fang Yuzhong did not sit, standing in the ward, his posture oppressive. His voice was cold, and his tone was direct, "You must know that a large part of this accident is due to you. "This young man has a delicate and beautiful face, especially a pair of eyes, which are very good, and the eyeballs are a rare birch color, and when he looks at people, he is cold and clear.

"You are smart and courageous, and you do your best to make amends. However, you are not the right person for her. ”

Han Luochen looked at his very familiar pale black eyes, and Lan Qingchuan was the same, his eyes were light, with a kind of indifference and alienation, but he did not have the coldness and momentum of this man. He thought of the blood on Lan Qingchuan's face and the bruised ankles, closed his eyes, and did not speak.

Fang Yuzhong's words were very clear, and when he left, he still emphasized the purpose of his coming, "Don't get involved with Lan Qingchuan anymore, this is my advice." He spoke of counsel, but of warning.

The snow outside the window was so bright that he was pillowing his pillow, and his vision was a black that made him dizzy. He couldn't concentrate and felt a splitting headache.