Chapter Twenty-Seven: Anger
"Yaoyao, I'm ......"
Gao Fanmu opened his lips, and the words came to his mouth, but he didn't know how to speak.
Holding back the pain, Luo Jingyao pretended to be angry, "You hurry up." ”
"I ......"
Standing stubbornly in place, Gao Fan wanted to step forward, but he was a little hesitant.
He didn't mean to hurt her.
It was definitely an accident.
"Get out!"
Lin Yu took Luo Jingyao into his arms with a gloomy face, and the waves in his heart could not calm down until now.
“……”
Gao Fan's hands clenched into fists, and finally gritted his teeth and left.
Looking at the back that was getting farther and farther away, Luo Jingyao exhaled relaxedly.
Fortunately, Lin Yu didn't do anything to him.
"Take it away."
Not perceiving her rich inner activities, Lin Yu only cared about the little woman's injuries at the moment.
"It's okay." Luo Jingyao smiled indifferently at him, her eyes a little evasive, "Although I don't know where you want to go today, I definitely won't be able to go today." ”
"Come back with me."
Lin Yu didn't seem to hear what she said, but grabbed her slender wrist domineeringly.
“……”
The eyelashes like butterfly wings trembled slightly, and Luo Jingyao just wanted to speak, but after seeing the sharp gaze cast by the man, she could only obediently close her mouth.
……
The Luo family.
Luo Keren stood silently in front of the desk, even if she didn't show any displeasure, but the uneasiness on her face betrayed her impetuous heart at the moment.
"What's going on?"
Turning suddenly, her brightly colored nail polish fingers pointed hard at the photo on the table.
She didn't think about how to solve Lin Yu's matter.
This is another Gao Fan who appeared out of thin air?
"Heh......"
The Rocco clasped his hands over his chest, his facial expression distorted with anger.
"After my investigation, Gao Fan seems to be Luo Jingyao's senior in college."
“……”
"As for why the two of them have been so close during this time......
"I paid you to give me information." Luo Keren's tone suddenly increased, and the coldness emanating from his body was really chilling, "Are you asking me a question now?" ”
“……”
The smile on the corner of the man's lips gradually became awkward, and his hands were cramped together.
Taking a deep breath, Roco tried to calm his mood as much as possible.
"It can't go on like this."
A fine light flashed through her eyes, and the corners of her mouth suddenly hooked up with an evil smile.
"Go and call the director of the funeral home and ask him to clean up the urns of Luo Jingyao's parents now."
"Yes, ma'am."
……
Huge room.
Luo Jingyao lay quietly on the soft big bed, with a pair of big eyes looking at the man in front of her from time to time.
"Young Master."
Just as the air in the room was solidifying, a man who looked like a doctor recklessly barged in.
"Where are the people?"
Lin Yu stood up from the chair, and his whole person was like Satan who had just returned from hell.
“……”
Nodding at the man, the doctor didn't even have time to wipe the sweat on his forehead, so he came to Luo Jingyao in a panic.
"This ......" scrutinized her injuries, and the doctor's smile became extremely far-fetched, "Her injuries are not serious, just ......"