Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

  Chapter 1051 Fate is from heaven to man, nothing is false

  Looking at her with clear apricot eyes, looking at him!

   "Uncle." Gu Chuyan's little hand, clutching his arm, whispered.

  Xiao Mohan hugged her, ran upstairs, kicked open the bedroom door, put her on the bed, admiring her, his lips couldn't close.

   "At the beginning, was there any discomfort? Are you hungry, do you want to eat? Or take a bath?" Xiao Mohan was like a hairy boy, because he was too happy, he didn't know what to do.

  Seeing Gu Chuyan sober, he was almost crazy with joy.

   "Uncle, you are so good-looking." Gu Chuyan said in a low voice, reaching out and touching his face, admiring her.

  Before Xiao Mohan, he was overjoyed, and he didn't notice her strangeness.

  Gu Chuyan was in his arms and heard his words.

  Her small face, buried in his arms, flushed in her beautiful eyes, choked up and said, "Well, no more."

  It is said that fate depends on the heavens and others, and nothing is false.

  Night, deep.

  Luxury clubhouse, Wenshui received a call from Xiao Mohan and hurried over.

   Pushed open the door of the box, it was completely dark inside.

   "Cold." Asking the water to make a deep voice, stretched out his hand to turn on the light.

  At one end of the sofa, a long leg was exposed, and the pants were torn. I asked the water to touch my nose and walked a few steps forward.

   "It doesn't need to be like this, right? Ben Shao is not good at this." Wenshui said.

  He raised his leg and kicked forward, but unfortunately, the opponent did not move.

   Hearing the smell of blood faintly, he asked before the water and took a look. Zhuo Li lay on the ground, motionless, there was a pool of blood on the ground.

  "What's the situation?" Asking the water rushed forward, reaching out to lift Zhuo Li.

   Seeing Zhuo Li’s mouth, blood oozes.

  Wen Shui’s beautiful peach blossom eyes, staring at Zhuo Li’s face, stretched out his fingertips, and touched his nose, almost wanting to swear, and said in a deep voice, "The surname is Zhuo, don’t scare Ben Shao like that."

  He lifted Zhuo Li and pushed him down on the sofa.

   Stretched out his hand and tore Zhuo Li's clothes apart, and saw a mark on his chest.

   "Bell." Wenshui's cell phone rang. He answered the call, but before he spoke, Xiao Mohan's voice came from that end and asked, "How about Zhuo Zi?"

  When I came before, I felt something was wrong with Zhuo Li.

  But the situation was urgent, Xiao Mohan could only leave and asked Wenshui to come.

   "Oops." Wenshui said, and the phone was hung up.

   Xiao Mohan drove the car, stopped downstairs, entered the elevator and went straight to the top floor, opened the door of the box, rushed in, and asked violently, "What's the situation now?"

  Wen Shui stood by the sofa, touched his chin with his fingertips, and said, "Serious internal injuries."

  Xiao Mohan stepped forward and watched Zhuo Li's clothes be torn apart, and there was a mark on his chest, which was obviously the scar left by being hit by a heavy object.

   "Help him." Xiao Mohan turned around, clasping Wenshui's arm and said.

Asking Shui back, holding a fruit bite, and said: "He is the best dead. I will share his property with you. As for Yao Rong, if he sells it to Thailand, he may still make a fortune. Ben Shao has been a little tight lately. , Just lack this little money."

   Xiao Mohan listened, his silent black eyes were taken aback, and he lowered his eyes to look at Zhuo Li.

   "Puff." Zhuo Zhi moved, coughing a few times, and a mouthful of blood came out.

  He stretched out his hand to clasp the edge of the sofa, propped up his body, looked at the water with cold eyes, and said: "I am ungrateful, you wait for it."

   asked the water to listen, cocked his legs and said, "Look, isn’t this all right?"

  Zuo Lin stretched out his hand, clutching his chest, his face was pale, he glanced at Wenshui, struggling to get up, but Xiao Mohan clasped his shoulders and sat down with him.

  (End of this chapter)