Chapter 54: The Conspiracy of the Flying Eagle, the Foolishness of the White Bones (14)

Gently shake your head and turn around, take a few steps forward and put your hand on the doorknob, open the door, go out, close the door.

As soon as Chen Chao closed the door, the flying eagle, who had been cold and tough just now, suddenly softened, and he covered his face with both hands, feeling a little decadent and dilapidated.

The fingertips covering his eyes came from the warmth, although it was summer, but at this time, it also made the flying eagle want to try to absorb the little warmth brought by his fingertips.

All that Feiying could think of was Bai Gu curled up on the sofa, and the floor lamp next to him emitted a warm haze, hitting Bai Gu's white and small cheeks, tranquil and satisfied.

At no time had he ever seen dissatisfaction on his bonely face, never seen her wrinkled forehead lines in her delicate eyebrows, and never heard her dissatisfaction with him from her mouth.

A few years ago, he remembered the scene when Bai Gu was ten years old, when he picked her up, and remembered the stubbornness when she forcibly changed her name to Bai Gu, and then it was accompanied by the nightmare that he had been lingering on.

At the age of 16, what kind of death he had experienced, fighting against the Presbyterians and his so-called uncles.

Now ten years later, he still remembers that year, blood stained his world red, and in order to fight for power, he even almost died in that torture hall, at the hands of his dearest uncle.

He still has scars from several bullets and sharp blades on his body, and if it weren't for that nightmare, he would still be JF's young master now, as well as his parents who love him and his brother who loves him the most.

If his all-powerful brother was still around, he wouldn't have to suffer this qiē prematurely at the age of 16.

In the first few years of power, the overwhelming pressure of public opinion and negative information, the bitterness, made him almost unable to survive, but fortunately he gritted his teeth and survived.

And this qiē made him, who was only a teenager at the time, unable not to hate Bai Gu, and he even hated her so much that he wanted to ask her why the person who died was not her, but he couldn't help but abide by the mother's deathbed confession he promised.

Bai Gu, I have been taking good care of you according to the agreement, so as not to be shocked, not to disturb you, not to be displaced, and not to have no branches to rely on.

I don't want your love, I don't want to admit your love, your decisions have nothing to do with me, I have never opened my mouth, this is your own business, it has nothing to do with me.

Your white bones have nothing to do with my Jin Difan......

Your white bones have nothing to do with my Jin Difan......

In the afternoon, Feiying went to the hospital to accompany Bai Gu to rebuild, but Bai Gu did not mention to him about Mo Langlan, and Feiying did not say anything to tell Bai Gu not to agree.

The two of them, like dozens of days in the past, Feiying accompanied Bai Gu to rebuild, and then wiped Bai Gu's arms and face, and then left.

When the negative news was overwhelming, as if JF was going to go out of business in the next second, Bai Gu finally picked up the phone with a heavy heart.

Bai Gu endured the soreness in her heart, and her slender and boneless fingers pressed the mobile phone number that she hated but had to remember.

As soon as the phone was connected, "Your deal/trade with Feiying, I agreed on behalf of Feiying." As soon as she finished saying this, without waiting for the person on the phone to respond, Bai Gu hung up the phone, her eyes instantly turned red, and tears flowed down.

The white bones bent their legs, and the whole person fell on his knees, whimpering silently.