Chapter 877 (1/2)

When he approached, Han Beicheng raised his hand to slap him, decisively knocking Nan Feng unconscious… …

“Hiss, why did you hit me? ” After being slapped on the neck by him, Nan Feng caressed his neck and looked at him coldly with dissatisfaction, saying, “are you sick? ”

Nan Feng was angry and prepared to go out and go crazy.

Han Beicheng retracted his hand, gritted his teeth and shook it, saying, “It really hurts. ”

He never knew that Nan Feng could not be knocked unconscious He even used so much force to make him unconscious, but now it was great After hitting someone, Nan Feng still did not know that he wanted to knock him out?

“woof, woof, woof. ” Not long after, the dog rushed in from outside and hid in Han Beicheng’s coat.

The dog’s claws grabbed his leather belt, wanting to drill into it, causing him to stand on the spot.

“Did you see that dog? ” Nan Feng was anxious. He had clearly seen him from outside.

Han Beicheng lowered his eyes and looked at the dog with its mouth open, making a pose as if it wanted to bite him. Thinking of being bitten and needing an injection, he said decisively, “I didn’t see it. ”

“where did this dog go? Could it have gone to complain to the old master? ” Said Nan Feng. He lifted his feet and walked out, driving away.

The next second, it jumped down, patted its butt and left.

Han Beicheng rubbed his temples, took off his coat and put it aside. He went upstairs and entered the study.

“master. ” Han Beicheng walked in. He wanted to make a cup of coffee for him, but he saw Qiao Hanye’s expression was not good. He covered his chest and groaned.

“Master, is it a stomachache? ” He was frightened and went forward to get the medicine and handed it over.

Qiao Hanye took the medicine and swallowed it. He leaned against the wall and closed his eyes to rest. Han Beicheng stood there nervously until his expression eased up a little. Then he asked, “do you want to invite Shangguan over? ”

“But, ” Qiao Hanye said.

He sat there and stretched out his hand to take the information and handed it over. In a low voice, he said, “take a look. ”

“Yes, ” Han Beicheng answered. He flipped through it and looked at him silently.