Mr. He’s Daily Affections

It's Uncle Li.

He Yirong saw it and frowned: You are a patient now. If you have anything, we will deal with it later.

He Jingyao turned a deaf ear and picked up the call with a hoarse hello.

When Uncle Li heard his voice, he seemed to be stunned for a moment: Master?

He just tried to call He Jingyao out of habit, but he didn't expect the call to be answered all of a sudden.

Well, it's me. He Jingyao said in a deep voice, How is Zhixi?

Master, I was just about to tell you... Uncle Li didn't notice He Jingyao's strange behavior and immediately told him what happened last night.

Every time he said something, He Jingyao's face became gloomier.

Fortunately, nothing happened to the young lady. I called the doctor to come to the house. Li Bo finally said, It's just... I'm worried that the man named Zhuo will come to harass the young lady today.

I'll be there right away. He Jingyao hung up the phone with a snap, his face already clouded.

He Yirong was close to him. He had a rough idea of ​​what Li Bo said and knew what happened.

No! If you are burned like this now, do you want to die if you keep struggling? He Yirong's face turned dark.

Not to mention He Jingyao's health did not allow it, even if he was in good health, He Yirong would still stop him.

Zhuo Yuwei even asked his own nephew to take action. With such a clear attitude, if Jingyao confronted him for that woman, it would undoubtedly greatly intensify the conflict!

No matter what, it is an extremely unwise approach!

Father, Zhixi is pregnant. He Jingyao looked at him, his voice was calm and hoarse, but it revealed an irresistible power.

He Yirong was speechless for a moment.

When you have time, you might as well check why the midnight snack you gave me last night was drugged. He Jingyao smiled faintly, Why do I have a fever? Because I took a cold shower all night.

After he finished speaking, He Yirong still had no reaction, but the girl standing there in the distance suddenly raised her head!

It turns out that the way he looked last night was because he was drugged... But even so, he refused to touch her...

It took He Yirong a while to react, and his face was full of surprise: How could it be? I didn't tell you...

After saying that, he looked at He Bing, who also shook his head nervously: Dong He, Master, it's not me!

He Jingyao was not surprised by this. Since He Yirong said he would not drug him, he would not break his promise. After all, he was his father, and He Jingyao still had this trust.

He Bing has always been loyal and is unlikely to betray He Yirong.

I hope you can give me an explanation as soon as possible. He Jingyao said lightly, turned around and walked out, dialing Feng Qian's phone number as he walked.

His steps were steady, and he still looked like a patient.

He Yirong was still thinking about He Jingyao being drugged. He looked up and saw that He Jingyao had walked far away. He frowned and told He Bing to investigate the midnight snack incident last night, and then looked at the girl. : He didn't touch you last night?

The girl blushed and shook her head slightly.

He Yirong pondered without speaking.

…

Outside the old house, a Bentley was parked there.

When He Jingyao walked over, Feng Qian immediately opened the car door for him: Sir, I asked the doctor to wait for you at the airport.

He Jingyao nodded, bent down to get in the car, and took the laptop handed over by Feng Qian.

He quickly browsed the headlines and saw the photo of the man named Zhuo and Zhixi having dinner at the same table, his eyes were terrifyingly dark.