Huo Feng

This 'I'm just going to kill you' kind of aura was really intimidating.

Quietly's fans consoled themselves that this was not that person's style. At most, he would make people go bankrupt.

However, for some reason, there was a thought that lingered in everyone's mind.

They looked at the news nervously.

Yingluo's father, did you do it?

……

In the hospital.

Ming Siran sat on the bench with his legs crossed, his posture lazy and cold.

Huo Nanchuan's Special Assistant's face turned dark. "The car accident caused a slight fracture in President Huo's leg and a concussion. How are you going to take responsibility for this?"

In front of him were the person in charge of the insurance company and the elite lawyers of the Ming Corporation. As for the instigator, he didn't say a word from the beginning to the end.

It was impossible to tell how crazy he had been when the car had hit him.

In the face of Huo Nanchuan's Special Assistant's questioning, the elite Lawyer of Ming Corporation didn't even bat an eyelid. He said without a change in expression, " accidents are inevitable in this world. We will compensate you for your losses to the greatest extent.

"An accident? Didn't you guys crash into me on purpose?"

The other party pushed up his glasses and said,"Oh, you want to discuss this?" Then we'll also be willing to fight the lawsuit."

“…………”

Half an hour later, the special Assistant returned to the ward.

Huo Nanchuan had already woken up. He had heard the conversation outside the ward and his eyes were dark.

"President Huo, are you okay?"

The man did not answer him. The special Assistant knew that he was not in a good mood at the moment and did not ask further.

At this time, Huo Nanchuan's phone suddenly rang. The special Assistant had left his phone with him when he was doing the examination. When he saw the caller ID, he quickly said, " "President Huo, it's the chairman, Qianqian."

Huo Nanchuan's eyes flickered when he heard that. After a while, he picked up the phone and said in a tensed voice, " "Yingluo's father."

Far away in another country, the door of the study was tightly closed.

The documents in the room were scattered all over the floor, making the room look extremely messy.

The man was sitting on the sofa, his body shrouded in a layer of shadow. Not far away, a woman was kneeling on the ground. Her face was full of tears, her head was lowered, and her shoulders were trembling.

"I heard you went overseas?"

"Yingluo is."

In the study, the man looked at the woman and spoke calmly. He stood up, wearing a suit. Although he was middle-aged, the aura around him was like a long-brewed wine, sharper and deeper.

He walked up to the woman and looked down at her, asking, " "What did you do?"

Huo Nanchuan pursed his lips and said slowly, " "There are some personal matters."

The man did not say anything.

Huo Nanchuan's eyes flickered as he couldn't hear the man's words. He asked tentatively, " "Yingluo, is there anything I can help you with?"

nothing. Your mother misses you. She wants you to come back as soon as possible. She has something to tell you.

The moment he said this, the woman sitting on the ground suddenly raised her head and stared at him.

The man was unmoved. After getting Huo Nanchuan's answer, he hung up the phone.

"Everything has nothing to do with Nanchuan, ran ran. What are you trying to do?"

When the man heard her words, he sneered.

He was different from young men. Age became his charm. A man who stood at the peak of power had lived to this age, and he was full of danger, maturity, and fierceness.

"You're worried about him." Huo Feng reached out his hand to her ear as if he was caressing her. But the next second, he grabbed her soft hair and said, "