Chapter 33 (2/2)

The assistant sighed,

”Car burning is nothing. I think the fans are amazing now. The girl who was hugged by brother Hua at the last concert was almost not killed by the fans today...”

Zhao energetically winked at the female assistant, but what she said had already been exported, and it was in Su Nianhua's ears word for word.

He stood up straight and glanced at the assistant and the agent. ”What are you talking about?”

The female assistant took a look at Zhao Dali, who was trying to wink. She didn't know why.

”What did they do to ye Huanyan?” Su Nianhua's voice cooled down.

”...” Zhao Dali frowned to avoid Su Nianhua's eyes, ”it's late, you have a rest early, and you still keep a certain distance from the fans...”

Before he finished speaking, his chest suddenly tightened. Su Nianhua grabbed his shirt collar and almost touched the ground with his toes. His eyes were burning with anger. In addition, his eyes, which had been burning red all night in the concert, were no different from those of hell,

”You know all about it?” He roared.

”Brother Hua...” the assistant screamed, ”it has nothing to do with us... It has nothing to do with brother Li, really.”

Zhao Dali was choked out of breath and said intermittently, ”it's the spontaneous human flesh of the fans... I found her work place and found that she was ambiguous with her boss.”

But they were in a high school, and ye Huanyan pursued Su Nianhua in those years. This vague news was released by Zhao Dali. He didn't dare to say that.

Su Nianhua loosened his hand and released Zhao Dali.

”Cough... Cough...” Zhao vigorously covered his chest and coughed for a long time, but he couldn't drive away the chill just in front of him.

”It's all fans themselves, brother Hua...” the female assistant seemed to want to say something, but as soon as she touched Su Nianhua's evil eyes, she immediately closed her mouth and choked on her throat.

Su Nianhua caught a glimpse of the guitar in the black box from the corner of his eye. He didn't know where the anger came from. He grabbed the guitar and threw it to the tea table. The sound of ”Hua la la” accompanied by the sound of the broken guitar string made everyone in the room frown.

The glass tea table and the guitar are both defeated. There is a broken guitar between the broken glass and the broken glass. The master's handwriting is ruined. Zhao Dali's Distressed corners of his mouth were twitching. He couldn't help saying, ”for a woman, you...” Su Nianhua glanced over. Everywhere the cold light went, it was quiet. Zhao Dali opened his mouth and finally didn't dare to say anything more“ Tomorrow's schedule is cancelled. ” He dropped that sentence before he went into the bedroom. The female assistant had never seen such an arbitrary Su Nianhua. She was stunned for a long time before she asked her bedroom, ”brother Hua, do you have any temporary arrangements?”“ Go to find ye Huanyan. ” There was a sullen voice in the bedroom, full of guilt and uneasiness. The female assistant took a look at the agent next to her, ”what's sacred about ye Huanyan? Wasn't he rescued by brother Hua at the concert and sent to the infirmary? Why does it look like brother Hua and he have known each other for a long time? ” Zhao Da Li glared at her. ”Take care of your mouth. You'd better not see or hear anything today.” Assistant Leng for a while, hesitated, ”then... How to do this thing, there will be a concert tomorrow night.” Zhao Dali first touched his chin and frowned, then turned his eyes flexibly, ”don't worry, I have a way.” He can't handle all these things well, and he can't support Su Nianhua, an Asian superstar's gold broker. After the hotel cleaning aunt came to clean the room, he knocked on the bedroom door, ”brother Hua... Open the door, I have something to tell you.” ” There was no movement in it. It was like I was asleep. Zhao Da Li frowned and said, ”Lu Shen, if you want ye Huanyan to retreat from the attack of your crazy fans, you'd better open the door for me.” Lu Shen, the original name of Su Nianhua. Ten years ago, Lu Shen belonged to ye Huanyan. This novel has been translated byand if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.