Chapter 295: You Readers, No, 7.42

"Who are you and what are you going to do."

Blocking the person who wanted to push the bed away, his eyes were full of murder.

The black-clad bodyguard didn't speak, just looked at the door.

Fan Xuhui followed and looked back.

A middle-aged man with meticulous hair combed and neat clothes as if he had just come out of the window.

Standing there coldly.

Fan Xuhui's heart tightened.

This person...

The man glanced at him indifferently, and his tone was impatient with coldness.

"Rub it off, I'm busy, hurry up."

I'm very busy, and Fan Xuhui frowned fiercely.

It's all too familiar.

Two days ago, I called Mio's father, which means that he is very busy.

And told him not to fight again.

Thinking of this, Fan Xuhui couldn't help but laugh.

"It stands to reason that I should call you uncle, but I can't do it."

"Since you're busy, there's no need for you to waste time here, I can take care of Mio."

The man's gaze fell on Fan Xuhui again.

There was no fluctuation in his tone: "Too weak." ”

Fan Xuhui's hands clenched into fists.

Pursed lips.

The expression is ugly.

He's right.

I am indeed too weak.

So weak that you can't even protect the person you like.

Lower your eyes to hide the whirlpool inside.

"I made an appointment with a doctor abroad, and you can see him at any time."

The man ignored Fan Xuhui and turned around after speaking.

After walking out of the doorway, he stopped.

"If you think you can protect him."

The wheels gurgle on the ground.

It's like Fan Xuhui's heart at this moment.

I can't calm down.

I could only watch the man disappear from sight.

I don't know how long it took, and I stepped stiffly.

Mio, wait for me.

I'll be going to see you soon.

When Mu Chuqing came, what he saw was an empty ward.

After talking to the attending doctor.

Angry and worried.

It turned out that Lingxiao's hand was also seriously injured.

If you don't recover well, you may not be able to use it for a long time in the future.

Although I have now been transferred to a foreign country for treatment, no one knows the results.

I couldn't help it, and I said it in the group.

When everyone heard this, they were immediately furious.

The rest of the reader was scolded before and couldn't hold his head up.

Now they are all gone.

Even the other authors were terrified when they found out about it.

Follow along with the rest of his life and his fans.

Yu Qi couldn't have imagined it.

He came out of detention and what awaited him was not a fresh start.

Nor is it gentle comfort.

Rather, it has a bad reputation.

Like rats crossing the street, everyone shouts and fights.

Especially online.

Once a somewhat similar name is found, it will be repulsed.

His identity has become a cancer.

Even if you keep changing vests, you can mix small stations.

It won't be long before it is discovered.

In the end, I can only continue to disappear.

Slowly, don't dare to take the lead.

Completely disappeared from the part of literature.

Three years can change a lot.

It can also make a relatively immature and weak person grow into a towering tree.

Fan Xuhui stood in the noisy airport.

Dressed in a black suit, his face is handsome and majestic.

The breathtaking atmosphere of the whole body makes people can't help but look at it frequently.

But because of that powerful aura, I didn't dare to look at it.

"Mr. Fan, the special plane is ready, please move to the No. 1 channel."

The head of the airport, bowed respectfully.

The atmosphere did not dare to gasp.

In front of him, in a short period of time, from a gentleman. It has become a shopping mall Yama that everyone fears.

The cruelty is terrifying.

Fan Xuhui nodded.

The cold and stiff face drew a shallow arc.

Mio.

I'm coming for you.