The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

This is really terrible.

She remembered that she had slept next to her brother countless times, and every time after sleeping, her brother looked disgusted. In the next few years, he would not even allow her to do that...

Could it be...

Gu Weimian walked to a test tube in a daze, and suddenly raised his hand to cover his face.

This is too shocking.

Gu Weimian finally calmed down, wiped his face, raised his head and patrolled for a week but did not see Huo Yan.

That's okay, it would probably be more embarrassing if a man were here.

Although she was thinking this way, her heart tightened when she thought of the man's face that was not in a good mood when he got out of the car.

Could it be that after being disliked by her brother, she was disliked by Huo Yan? …

…

Lin Zhiyun looked at the closed bedroom door, feeling tangled in his heart. ‘6’ ‘9’ ‘s’ ‘h’ ‘u’ ‘x’ ‘.’ ‘c’ ‘o’ ‘m’

For several hours, the room was silent, and not a single sound came out.

Lin Zhiyun gritted his teeth, went downstairs, brought up a cup of coffee, and knocked on the man's bedroom door.

Knocked several times but got no response.

Lin Zhiyun looked at the coffee in his hand, encouraged himself, and opened the door directly and went in.

The man was sitting motionless in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, his eyebrows were heavy and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The atmosphere in the room was so dull that it was suffocating.

Lin Zhiyun frowned. Could it be that the man had sat motionless like this for several hours?

He put down his coffee and looked at the man carefully, "Mr. Huo?"

Huo Yan glanced at him lightly.

Lin Zhiyun gave up after seeing him like this, but when he thought of Gu Weimian crying almost desperately in the car today, he still mustered up the courage, "Mr. Huo, what do you think Miss Gu said in the car today?" What do you mean?”

Huo Yanfeng's eyes suddenly narrowed, and a sharp edge flashed under his eyes, as if he was going to cut Lin Zhiyun's entire body open.

Lin Zhiyun's calves were trembling.

He was almost crying.

But I heard the man's deep voice, "It must have been the explosion of that screen store two years ago."

Lin Zhiyun felt relieved and his eyes were bright, "I think so too. Miss Gu is so pitiful...it was clearly not her fault, but she was misunderstood as the murderer who set the fire."

He said, looking expectantly in the direction of Huo Yan, "Do you think it would be great if there was evidence to prove Miss Gu's innocence?"

Huo Yan glanced at him coldly, his eyes fell on a huge brown paper bag not far in front of him, but his brows furrowed tightly.

He should be happy to see what Ao Qijun did.

The truth of the past will never be discovered, and Gu Weimian will never know that Ao Qijun was lying in the hospital because he saved her.

His hands tightened on the handle of the wheelchair, but the sight of Gu Weimian crying kept flashing before his eyes.

Was what he did right or wrong?

He frowned, pushed the wheelchair, opened the door and went downstairs.

…

Gu Weimian walked outside the villa with her cell phone. Mu Tan's hoarse voice came from the cell phone: "Mianmian, you, why don't you let us go?"

His voice was a little anxious and a little confused.

They had originally made an appointment to meet Ao Qijun today, but Mianmian called and told them not to go.

Mianmian said she couldn't go, so they naturally chose not to go.

Gu Weimian smiled and said softly, "You have decided to work with me, why are you still thinking about meeting him?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone, except for Mutan's breathing.