C10 (2/2)

”What did you say?” Han Ziyu stepped forward and grabbed Chen Zhong, ”When did this happen?”

”Huo Qingfeng sealed off the news. Actually, Miss Mo was in a car accident a long time ago.” Chen Zhong swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty. ”It was said that when Miss Mo was on the verge of death, she personally signed a request for the obstetrician to save the child. Unfortunately, the doctor was unable to save the child.”

”Impossible, how is this possible!” Han Ziyu mumbled to himself, ”He suddenly turned around and strode out. Chen Zhong hurriedly chased him and stopped Han Ziyu in the corridor.” Director Han, where are you going? ”

”I'm going to watch late.”

”Director Han, calm down!” Chen Zhong stopped Han Ziyu.

”How can I be calm!?” How am I supposed to calm down?! ” Han Ziyu's eyes were blood-red, without a trace of elegance.

”With Haotian's current relationship with the Han Family, Huo Qingfeng won't let you go.”

”What else does he want? ”She was taken over by him when she was alive tonight, don't tell me that even if she died, I wouldn't let her have a chance to see me?” Han Ziyu was already angered to the extreme. I'm going to ask the Huo fellow. Didn't he promise to take good care of the late? Is this how he takes good care of me? ”

”Director Han, you can't go!” Chen Zhong tightly held onto Han Zi Yu's hand, ”You should know Huo Qingfeng's methods. We can't go head to head with him.”

”What are you afraid of? Could he have eaten me!? ” Han Ziyu roared in a low voice, ”I already have the ability to fight those with the Huo surname, why would I still have to swallow my anger!”

”But Huo Qingfeng is not alone! We're not going to face him alone. ” Chen Zhong said something in a low voice to Han Ziyu. Han Ziyu's expression stiffened as he unwillingly muttered to himself, ”I've been suppressed by him for so many years!”

”If we can keep it alive, we won't have to worry about not having enough firewood to burn.” Chen Zhong consoled.

”Leave the green mountain here without worrying about burning firewood!” Han Ziyu murmured to himself for a few times, but the dejected look on his face immediately disappeared. With a ruthless expression, he said, ”I must remember this debt. In the future, I must get it back from him.”