The only favorite at the tip of my heart: Mr. Huo, don't make trouble

Xia Nuanxin walked back and forth in the room uneasily, until Assistant Yang appeared at the door, Xia Nuanxin subconsciously ran over, and asked anxiously: "How is he, is he okay?"

Assistant Yang obviously left in a hurry. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked at Xia Nuanxin, calmed her emotions, and said, "Fourth Master is fine, he was injured a little. Now I will take you to see Fourth Master. Miss Xia, please follow me."

Assistant Yang explained the situation to Xia Nuanxin while leading the way. There was already a car waiting at the door, and a bodyguard in a black suit opened the door and waited for them.

After following Assistant Yang into the car, the driver quickly started the engine and finally stopped in a hospital.

Xia Nuanxin got out of the car and followed Assistant Yang without saying a word, but her hurried steps revealed her anxiety.

Then, I entered a VIP ward.

The decoration inside is gorgeous, and one must be rich or expensive to live in, which fully demonstrates the identity and status of this man.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Huo Beixiao sitting on the bed with his back against the head of the bed, looking at the notebook in his hand.

The focused and serious eyes made Xia Nuanxin slightly distracted. This man, even though he was injured, still had a charming charm.

Assistant Yang stepped forward respectfully, and reported softly, "Fourth Master, Miss Xia is here."

Huo Beixiao looked up and saw Xia Nuanxin standing at the door, he smiled and waved to her, "Come here."

Xia Nuanxin saw that his slightly pale face was caused by injury and bleeding, so he looked weak, right?

The plane exploded, but he survived. This man's vitality is really strong.

I was a little scared in my heart, and I was touched when I saw him still busy. What is the identity of this man?
Can't lift it, she walked to the bed, and subconsciously blurted out, "Fourth Master, you are injured, you should take a good rest."

"Too much work." Huo Beixiao looked at Xia Nuanxin who was frowning, and the corners of his mouth raised, "I'm always here, but some people are going to be disappointed."

Xia Nuanxin didn't speak, she didn't know what was hidden in his words, looked at his injured left arm, wrapped in thick gauze, and still seeping blood, the worry in his eyes couldn't be hidden, "Will it hurt? ?”

"It's okay." Huo Beixiao stretched out his uninjured hand, grabbed her, and easily pulled her to his eyes, his deep eyes changed a little, and his tone became ambiguous: "Are you worried about me? "

The shortened distance, coupled with what he said, made Xia Nuanxin sit beside him a little at a loss, not daring to move.

The man's breath almost sprayed on her face, and she could smell the faint fragrance of his body, mixed with the smell of medicine, which made her a little upset.

What's going on with her?

This man messed up her thoughts so easily.

Xia Nuanxin subconsciously wanted to push him away, but accidentally touched the wound on his left arm.

"Hiss!" Huo Beixiao gasped, feeling the burning pain from the wound, but it didn't show on his face.

Xia Nuanxin was taken aback. Seeing the white gauze in his hand was dripping with blood, her first reaction was to call Assistant Yang, but found that Assistant Yang had already left without knowing it.

"Sorry, I didn't do it on purpose..." Xia Nuanxin was flustered, "I'm going to call the doctor..."

Huo Beixiao looked at the guilt in her eyes, and his smile deepened. He reached out and brushed the broken hair by her ear, his movements were so gentle that it made one's heart beat, "Don't bother, I'm fine, don't worry."

He comforted her softly, with pampering in his tone.

Xia Nuan's heart skipped a beat, as if lost in his tolerance.

The TV is on, and the news is reporting current events...a high-ranking official has fallen, the political situation is in turmoil, and the plane crashed. Every piece of news contains some kind of information, as if they are related!
Xia Nuanxin looked over, and heard the host's report, her face turned pale, she glanced at the still indifferent man, her doubts deepened, and finally she couldn't help but ask, "Fourth Lord, is that box related to It's about..."

Huo Beixiao looked at her, did not speak, and narrowed his eyes, the arc of which was unpredictable made people unable to guess the deep meaning.

It's just his silence, is it a tacit consent?

Xia Nuanxin was panicked. Now that the political situation is turbulent, is it all related to this man in front of him?

Who is he?

Can a group president have such great influence?
Huo Beixiao didn't want her to know too much, he didn't answer her directly, but said lightly, "A lot of times, the less you know, the safer you are."