Mengbao came to the door: Dad is uglier than you

Huo Sang looked at Xing Chenyou, met his eyes, and was attracted by the depth inside for a moment, and she could not help but walk towards him.

Sheng Rong stretched out his hand, grabbed Huo Sang's arm, and restrained her by his side. His hand was a little hard, and Huo Sang's grip hurt a little.

It was this kind of pain that brought Hawsang back to his senses all of a sudden, and he turned his head to look at Sheng Rong.

She had never seen Sheng Rong like this before, there was no smile in his eyes that were always smiling at the moment, but a look of rage and gloomy, full of blood, which looked very strange.

Huo Sang was frightened by Sheng Rong's appearance, she reached out and grabbed Sheng Rong's hand, "Sheng Rong, you hurt me."

She frowned, her voice a little soft.

Sheng Rong didn't look at her, but held her firmly by his side.

No matter what means Xing Chenyou used today, even if he brought little Xingxing by his side to show his pity, he could think of it, but he just didn't expect Xing Chenyou to mention Sheng Wen.

Who is Sheng Wen?

Hahahaha, who is Sheng Wen?
Sheng Wen is his biological father!
Xing Chenyou was too lazy to look at Sheng Rong, he didn't even give Sheng Rong a look, his eyes kept on Huo Sang, as if he was the only one in his world.

"Sangsang, come here."

He stretched out his hand to Hawthorne, only waiting for Hawthorne to pass her hand over.

Little Xingxing also worked hard on the side, "Mommy, come."

He grabbed Huo Sang's hand and wanted to put it in Xing Chenyou's.

There is obviously no smell of fighting in this living room, nor is there any quarrel, and even apart from some changes in Sheng Rong's face, Xing Chenyou's face is very calm, but the living room is still like gunpowder smoke, and the flames of war are on the verge of breaking out. .

Sheng Rong waved away Little Xingxing's hand, "She won't go!"

Xing Chenyou didn't look at Sheng Rong, but still stretched out his hand to Huo Sang, "Don't think about memory, ask your own heart."

Hawsang looked at the outstretched hand, and then at the anxious, angry and gloomy eyes of Sheng Rong beside her. She took a deep breath, the mist in her eyes began to thicken again, and her head began to ache again.

Ask your heart... ask your heart...

What is her heart thinking?

"Xing Chenyou, don't bother, Sangsang won't go with you, Sangsang is mine." Sheng Rong likes to play with everyone and everything, but he has never been with Xing Chenyou for a woman. Against such an opponent.

Although people who have reached such a high position like them don't have to be afraid of opponents at all, but it is always better to have one more friend than one more enemy.

For Xing Chenyou to become his enemy, it was definitely a lot of trouble for Sheng Rong.

But Sheng Rong didn't want to let go, there was no reason, just unwilling to let go.

Xing Chenyou stared at Huo Sang for a few seconds, then turned his gaze to Sheng Rong, "Sheng Wen is still alive."

He only said a simple sentence, and Sheng Rong's arrogance burst out.

Hawthorne, who was closest to him, could clearly feel the strength and tyranny emanating from Sheng Rong's body, like a gust of wind and flying sand, making people extremely uncomfortable.

"Impossible!" Sheng Rong's expression was distorted, that handsome and gentle face was completely different from usual at the moment, and the pain in his eyes was fully revealed.

Xing Chenyou sneered, with a cold expression, "Nothing is impossible."

Sheng Rong didn't believe Xing Chenyou's words, Sheng Wen was killed by his own hands, he did it himself, watching him die, Sheng Wen couldn't possibly be alive.

Thinking of this, Sheng Rong's aura that was messed up by Xing Chenyou gradually calmed down, and even more calmed down, the distortion on his face dissipated, and his previous gentleness returned to his face, but the smile couldn't be smiled at all. .

It was only then that Sheng Rong noticed that he was holding on to Huo Sang tightly. He looked down and saw that there were bloodstains on Huo Sang's arms. He immediately let go, "Sang Sang, I'm sorry, I lost control."

He apologized to himself gently and apologetically.

Huo Sang pursed her lips, the mist in her eyes still did not dissipate, she did not speak, but stretched out her hand and rubbed the place that Sheng Rong had grabbed just now.

Sheng Rong looked at Xing Chenyou.

"Sheng Wen is dead. I know better than you and anyone else how he died." Sheng Rong regained his composure, and was much calmer when he spoke to Xing Chenyou, "Don't try to use him to mess with me. mood."

"Lake." Xing Chenyou stopped talking nonsense, took out his mobile phone and shouted at Lake.

Then he hung up the phone, and it seemed that Lake knew what to do.

Seeing this scene, Sheng Rong squinted his eyes, although he didn't admit it in his heart, but at this moment, he was a little flustered.

How long has it been since you felt flustered?
Sheng Rong's face turned cold unconsciously, and all the muscles in his body were tense.

Hawsang was still confused, she looked at the paternity test, and then at Sheng Rong at the side, thinking of Sheng Rong's kindness to her recently, she was speechless.

It took 15 minutes for Lake to come over.

And the distance from the helicopter to here is about 15 minutes.

When he came over, he also brought a person with him, that person was sitting in a wheelchair, very thin, sitting in that wheelchair, a small ball.

The distance was still a little far, and Sheng Rong couldn't see the person in the wheelchair.

And when the wheelchair got closer and closer, Sheng Rong finally saw the person in the wheelchair clearly.

It was a man, a very miserable man, his hands and feet were gone, his arms were gone from the heels, his legs were severed from the thighs, and he was like a stick Same, and a skinny stick.

He was very old, the muscles on his face were shrunk and wrinkled, and he didn't look handsome at all when he was young.

Hawthorne also saw the man, and when he saw the man's cloudy eyes meet Sheng Rong, fear immediately surged in his eyes, and his whole body began to tremble.

She felt that although the man was a bit old and the skin on his face was wrinkled, she still felt that the man looked familiar at that moment.

Hawsang stared at the man for several seconds before he recognized that this man looked like Sheng Rong.

"Sheng Rong, is he...?"

The confusion in Hawthorne's eyes deepened. At this moment, she suddenly felt that she didn't know anything about Sheng Rong.

When Sheng Rong saw the man in the wheelchair, the hatred and disgust in his eyes surged with anger. He looked at the man, wishing he could cut him into pieces.

"You're not dead!" Sheng Rong gritted his teeth and said each word from between his teeth.

"Ah~~baa~~~ah~~" The man in the wheelchair was terrified when he saw Sheng Rong. Tick ​​tock flowed down the wheelchair to the ground.

Sheng Rong stared at him like this, and suddenly burst out laughing, his crazy appearance didn't look like him at all.

At least, that's not how Hawthorne knew him.