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"Will it be dangerous?"

Knowing what Fu Tingchen meant, Shi Wan nodded and turned her bright eyes to his.

"Don't lie to me."

"No,"

Fu Tingchen's expression was gentle, but his brows and eyes were still a bit sharp.

"With you here, I won't put myself in danger."

"And the baby,"

Shi Wan put Fu Tingchen's slender and fair hand on his lower abdomen, and said seriously.

"Don't lie to us."

"Won't,"

Fu Tingchen lightened his movements and stroked the tenderness of his hands, and his clear and handsome eyebrows became softer.

"never."

"That's about the same,"

Only then did Shi Wan feel relieved, and kissed Fu Tingchen's lips.

It was too late for Fu Tingchen to hug Yang Yi again before leaving with Yang Yi.

When Shi Wan waited for Fu Tingchen's car to drive away, he went to the backyard to find the old man who was chatting with Uncle Yang.

After chatting with her for a while, she answered the phone.

Later, he said that he was going to Huo's house.

Of course, the Huo family refers to the place where Huo Suian is.

Regarding Huo Suian's leg, continuous acupuncture treatment is still needed.

Mr. Shi was very interested in this case and Shi Wan's current method, so he wanted to follow along.

It's too late, of course.

It can relieve the old man's boredom, and let him give advice to himself. Maybe there is a better and faster treatment method.

Zheng Hao led people and secretly escorted Mr. Shi and Shi Wan towards Huo's house.

-

In Luwei City, in the presidential suite of a top hotel built near the sea.

Outside the huge and luxurious floor-to-ceiling windows, there is a boundless blue sea view.

The sun shines on it, smudged with a layer of aperture, making the sea view in front of you more magnificent and beautiful.

Many people can understand the luxury of this hotel just by looking at this scene.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, stood a dignified and elegant man in a dark suit.

He held the burning cigar between his slender fingers, and the gray-white smoke was exhaled from his mouth and nose, and then gently curled away.

All that handsome face was enveloped in it.

Those bottomless eyes were looking down at the window.

It seems to be enjoying the scenery, but it seems not.

The air around him was suffocatingly cold.

"what--"

The tragic wailing sound was intertwined with the sound of the waves outside the window, like a unique and weird symphony.

But Fu Tingchen seemed to be pleased, and Cen Bo's lips curled up in an almost imperceptible light arc.

"Ask you one last time,"

Yang Yi punched the man hard in the abdomen, speaking fluent English with suppressed anger.

"Where is Xu Haoming?"

The man looked pained, and the blood froth from his mouth and nose could not be stopped at all.

"I, I don't know, I really don't know..."

Yang Yi noticed the flickering dodge in the man's eyes, and knew that he was deliberately concealing himself.

"In this case, it's useless to keep you,"

He kicked the man down, stepped heavily on his neck, and gradually exerted force.

"Uh uh...uh uh..."

The man felt fatally suffocated all the time, and stretched out his hand to grab Xu Haoming's leg tightly, trying to pull it away but in vain.

Soon, he stopped struggling.

"Drag on,"

Yang Yi retracted his feet and said coldly.

"another."

Immediately, two mercenaries stepped forward and acted separately.

One person dragged the man who had just died away from the ground as if he were disposing of garbage, and a young man with dark brown hair dragged in, with an unhealed scar on the bridge of his nose.

Just as Yang Yi was about to interrogate, the man's cold and indifferent voice sounded.

"too slow."