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Chapter 103 A False Alarm?
Qingyun Xiaozhu, whose name sounds small and fresh, is actually one of the best villa areas in Tiandu.

With the theme of nature, the environment is quiet, especially the Qingyun Lake with the same name is very famous even in the whole sky, and several popular urban dramas are shot here.

People who can live here are either rich or noble, and they are existences that ordinary people need to look up to all day long.

But at this moment, in a villa near the gate of the community in Qingyun Xiaozhu, a man and a woman are sitting in the living room on the first floor with frowning faces, sometimes sighing, sometimes looking up at a room on the second floor, as if they are worried about something .

Bang!
In the dignified living room, the middle-aged woman with coiled hair and full of jewels suddenly slapped the coffee table and shouted in a low voice:

"Fang Guixiong, have you thought of a way?"

The man named Fang Guixiong wiped off his bald head that was different in size from ordinary people, and stood up with his brows furrowed.

Seeing that his man was silent, the woman also stood up.

"What exactly do you mean? Is it because the bastard outside gave birth to another child for you, so they don't plan to care about Hang'er's life?"

Sun Ling stared at the man who had shared the same bed for decades with hatred, her teeth were almost gnawed.

Fang Guixiong stared at him, and said angrily:

"What nonsense are you talking about, Hang'er is my son, how can I ignore him?"

"Do you want to take care of it? Then tell me, have you thought of a way?" Sun Ling said coldly.

Fang Guixiong was about to speak when there was a sound of closing the door on the second floor.

Before the two could raise their heads, they heard their son's voice.

"Have you guys had enough quarrels? I'm not dead yet. You're going to quarrel until I'm dead."

Fang Hang, that is, Fang Datou, the owner of Wutong Garden, lay on the fence on the second floor, looking at his parents in the living room expressionlessly, very annoyed.

I am facing death all the time, these two parents are good, but they even quarreled, it's too busy to be upset enough, isn't it?
When the son spoke, Sun Ling naturally ignored her husband whose expression had also softened, looked up at him, and said with concern:
"Are you okay, do you feel any discomfort?"

Fang Guixiong also stared at Fang Hang nervously.

Fang Hang pressed his whole body against the fence, and said weakly:
"I can't die for a while."

The husband and wife in the living room looked at each other, walked up quickly, and dragged Fang Hang into his bedroom.

Pulling Fang Hang to sit on the edge of the bed, Sun Ling held Fang Hang's arm tightly, worried:
"Hang'er, are you sure you don't have any discomfort? I heard that many people who came out of Tianshui Street had accidents, you."

"To shut up!"

Fang Guixiong suddenly let out a low growl, interrupting Sun Ling's words.

Sun Ling was taken aback for a moment, and realized that what she said was inappropriate.

It's a good thing that his son doesn't feel uncomfortable, but it seems that he wants him to be uncomfortable by saying this.

Sun Ling apologized, glanced at Fang Hang, who had his head down and his face was gloomy, and secretly winked at Fang Guixiong.

Having been husband and wife for decades, Fang Guixiong nodded tacitly and said:

"Hang'er, in fact, this matter may not be as bad as you think. Think about it, after you stayed in Wutong Garden for so long, apart from meeting that monster, didn't other strange things happen?"

Fang Hang raised his head and gave a soft "hmm".

"now it's right."

Fang Guixiong slammed his fist into the palm of the other hand, and said in a firm tone:

"Since nothing strange happened, it means that there must be nothing wrong. Otherwise, there are so many people in Wutong Garden, how could there be no accident."

Fang Hang hesitated for a moment, thinking that what his father said made a little sense.

After leaving Tianshui Street yesterday, he returned home, thinking hard about how to rebuild Wutong Garden.

This is the foundation of one's life and must be restored as soon as possible.

But I never thought that after only one day, there was bad news-many people who came out of Tianshui Street died unexpectedly.

It is said that the deaths of these people are all related to Tianshui Street. There are even rumors that no one who has entered Tianshui Street and then exited will die.

Now, Fang Hang still has no mood to think about how to rebuild Wutong Garden, his mind is full of "my life is not long".

Knowing their son's situation, Fang Guixiong and his wife hurried home to discuss countermeasures.

But Fang Guixiong is just an ordinary businessman, and it is thanks to his son that he can live in this Qingyun Xiaozhu. How can he have the connections to solve this kind of problem.

With the news of death coming in one after another, Fang Hang's heart gradually fell to the bottom, and he only felt that the world was much darker.

No longer in the mood to discuss how to save himself, he went back to his room and waited to die.

But until the afternoon, that is, a few minutes ago, he didn't feel any discomfort, so he went out to tell his parents about his situation.

Immediately afterwards, what happened before happened.

After Fang Guixiong's reasoning, Fang Hang became much more stable in an instant. He took out his mobile phone and made many calls in a row. Either it was a nurse from Wutong Garden, or a customer from Wutong Garden. Without exception, they all said that they were fine. .

At this moment, Fang Hang finally breathed a sigh of relief, the gloom on his face was gone, and he showed a smile of the rest of his life.

The son laughed, and Sun Ling, the mother, also let out a sigh of relief and said:
"Since you're fine, then take a good rest. You've been frightened all day, and you've looked haggard."

Fang Hang did not refuse, he nodded his head exhausted, and lay down with his clothes on.

The couple closed the door and returned to the living room.

The worry was just a false alarm. Sun Ling finally had a smile on her face. She glanced at her stern-faced man, picked up an apple and peeled it, and said:

"Are you still angry? I was also confused just now. I thought you didn't want to control your son, so you said that kind of thing. Your lord has a lot, so don't bother with me."

Fang Guixiong squinted at Sun Ling, and said coldly:
"I'm not mad at you."

"Then who are you showing this expression to?" Sun Ling gave Fang Guixiong a flamboyant look.

However, in the next second, Fang Guixiong's words made Sun Ling stand on the spot in a daze, and she didn't even feel a knife cut her finger.

"I'm worried about Hang'er, he may not be out of danger yet." Fang Guixiong said worriedly.

thump.
Gollum.
The apple rolled from Sun Ling's hand and hit the floor, but she didn't care at all. She grabbed Fang Guixiong's clothes and said anxiously:

"What's going on? Didn't you just say that Hang'er will be fine if he doesn't encounter any strange things? Why has it changed now?"

"Didn't you see Hang'er's face at that time? I don't say that, he would go to rest? Even if he didn't die in the hands of those things, he would scare himself to death."

Fang Guixiong's face was very ugly, and his tone was very stiff.

Upon hearing this, Sun Ling was immediately at a loss for words.

Indeed, because of this incident, Fang Hang hadn't had any water or food for almost a whole day, and he was so haggard that he couldn't last long if it continued like this.

"However, just now Hang'er also called other people, and they didn't have any accidents. Could it be that our Hang'er is unlucky, and he is the only one who has something to do?"

Sun Ling was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, pacing back and forth in the living room.

"No, I have to go up and have a look, just in case"

Before Sun Ling finished speaking, there was a sudden bang on her head, as if something heavy fell to the ground.

And that voice came from Fang Hang's room.

(End of this chapter)