Coming out of Xiao Ye's office, the manager seemed to have just come out of a sauna, drenched in sweat, like a roasted wild boar that was greasy all over its body.

"You boy," as soon as he left the Xiao's mansion, the manager couldn't help but shuddered violently on Luther's head, "Do you fucking know who Mr. Xiao is? How dare you provoke him?"

Luther held his head and hid aside, and said sadly: "I don't care who he is! There is no evidence, and you still want to put the shit bowl on my head? Brother, you are too cowardly. Anyway, he can't kill him. I'm afraid of shit!"

The agent rolled his eyes: "Do you think Xiao is always the embodiment of justice? Do you think that in the procuratorate, you have to have sufficient and well-organized evidence to deal with it? Did you do it on purpose? Do you think people can't see it? They have plenty of means, and they still need it." Ass evidence, stupid!"

Luthor elbowed his brother, and said with a chuckle, "I want to vent my anger on you guys. Zhao Xianghai suppressed you and made you suffer. If I kick him, it will be considered cheap for him!"

The manager turned his head to Fu Zhouming, not wanting to talk to his idiot brother.

"Now, I regret that I didn't kick harder that day. Anyway, the perfect reason for the stampede caused by the chaos of the crowd was used as a cover." Luthor laughed flamboyantly, but said extremely vicious words on his mouth, "I should hit his head Kick him up, between his legs, anyway, he is also a man who gets fucked by a man, so that thing is useless, and it doesn’t hurt much if he is kicked, haha.”

The manager stopped in his tracks, and said to Luthor solemnly: "I tell you, tomorrow, even if you act for me, just kneel down and apologize honestly, and then cry and be pitiful again. He said that someone squeezed you first, and you accidentally stepped on Mr. Zhao, did you hear that?"

Luther clicked his tongue, and rolled his eyes in disbelief.

"Did you hear that!" The manager kicked him on the leg angrily, "If you keep being stubborn, I won't be able to protect you."

"I know, I know," Luther scratched his head, "It's so annoying..."

Looking at his thorny look, the agent sighed with a headache.

The three of them walked silently on the road until they reached the intersection.

They looked at the traffic lights, and when they were about to walk through, a black car stopped in front of them.

The car door opened, and a strong man came out, walked up to them, and said with a smile, "Are the three Fu Zhouming, Lu Yi and Luther?"

The agent glanced at him alertly: "Who are you?"

"I'm not important," the man smiled. "What's important is that someone wants to see you."

Fu Zhouming exchanged glances with his manager, then stepped back a little: "I don't know you, and we have something to do now, so we have to leave."

"Get in the car, our young master is already waiting for you," the man said with a smile, but there was a strong tone in his tone, "Please rest assured, I promise I won't hurt you."

Fu Zhouming was still a little scared: "Sorry, I really have something to do today, we..."

"The young master said, if you want to avoid Boss Xiao's punishment unscathed, and if you want to expose the matter of hurting Boss Zhao safely, then please get in the car."

Upon hearing the man's words, the manager's expression was shocked.

He widened his eyes, and after a long time, he asked in a low voice: "Excuse me, your young master...who is it?

"Our young master," the man smiled, "surnamed Guan."

After dealing with the matter at hand, Xiao Ye rushed to the hospital without stopping.

The doctor said that Zhao Xianghai's condition has stabilized, and today he can be accompanied by a nurse and try to get out of bed and move around.

Xiao Ye sent the nurse away without saying a word, and took on the task of accompanying Zhao Xianghai out of bed.

He helped Zhao Xianghai out of bed, took the elevator, and went for a walk in the small garden behind the hospital.

Zhao Xianghai's spine was still weak, so he walked very slowly.

Xiao Ye also slowed down, and the two of them strolled leisurely in the huge garden.

Zhao Xianghai raised his eyes and saw that the large square in the distance had been decorated with New Year's lanterns, and it was glowing red, which was very beautiful.

He smiled: "It's almost Chinese New Year..."

"Well," Xiao Ye lowered his head, paying attention to Zhao Xianghai's body all the time, "In a while, it will be the New Year."

"In the past, I used to take annual leave to make dumplings at home to accompany my daughter," Zhao Xianghai shook his head, "I'm afraid I have to rest this year."

"With me," Xiao Ye said calmly, "I won't make you tired. I will learn how to do it, and I will take care of everything, don't worry."

Zhao Xianghai turned his head to look at Xiao Ye's serious expression, and said with a broken smile, "You?"

Can a man like Xiao Ye who is a hands-off uncle at home be able to do it?

He doesn't know whether others believe it or not, but he doesn't believe it anyway.

Xiao Ye looked at Zhao Xianghai's completely disbelieving eyes, and smiled wryly: "You just give me a chance to show off, okay?"

Zhao Xianghai sighed: "Do what you like."

Xiao Ye gently embraced his shoulders, helping him to go forward: "I can learn everything, don't worry about it."

"Xiao Ye," Zhao Xianghai suddenly called softly, "Why are you so attentive now?"

Xiao Ye paused: "What?"

"I said, why are you being so industrious now?" Zhao Xianghai smiled softly, but there was regret and sigh in his eyes, "If you were half as industrious as you are now before our family was separated, that would be great. .”

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