divorce?Think beautifully!

Zhuang Zihao regretted it immediately, bringing Chu Heng here hastily, it can be said that he was brought into the fire pit together, which really makes people feel guilty.

The old woman came towards them step by step, with a gloomy expression on her scarred face, Chu Heng looked terrified, and couldn't stop backing away.

When she got closer, the old woman leaned over and extended her hand like a dead branch to Chu Heng.

At this moment, a gunshot exploded in his ear.

Everyone was stunned. Chu Heng glanced at the net with a hole in it, turned his head quickly, and followed the prestige.

The gate had already been kicked open, the man was sitting in a wheelchair, his face was pale, his expression could not hide his tiredness, he was holding a gun in his hand, surrounded by several tall and well-trained bodyguards in black, distributed on both sides of the gate .

"Fang Banquet!"

When Chu Heng saw this person, tears welled up in his eyes, as if seeing a savior.

He dared to swear that in his life, he had never looked so pleasing to the eyes of a person. Even though he had been in danger and was on the verge of death several times due to expeditions, he had never longed for anything so much.

"You've gone too far."

The man frowned, his face was ugly, the hand holding the gun trembled slightly, and he relaxed a little, resting on the armrest of the wheelchair, staring at the old woman, "He's wearing my things, didn't you see that?" ?”

"I……"

Seeing Fang Yan, the old woman was very surprised at first, and then calmed down, "I know, so I didn't intend to hurt him, but—"

"It's just to sleep him for a few days, give him some medicine, and throw it out when the time comes, how many years his memory can go back, it's all up to him?"

The man interrupted him, took the words, sneered, his eyes were cold.

The surrounding bodyguards stepped forward, untied the big net, and released Zhuang Zihao and Chu Heng.

Chu Heng patted the dust off his body, and hurriedly ran to Fang Yan's side, blinked, and glanced at the gun in the man's hand, "Why are you here?"

It is very common to use guns in foreign countries, but there is a clear ban on guns in China, and only special organizations can hold them with permission. If you want to come to the banquet, there is indeed a special way, and you have obtained permission to hold guns.

"I see you're not here when I wake up," the man frowned, his face pale as snow, he glanced at this uneasy guy, and snorted coldly, "It's agreed to stay in the hospital honestly, and I will After a little more sleep, the person disappeared."

Chu Heng felt ashamed, shrunk his neck, and lowered his head like a quail, "I... I just watched you fall asleep and sneaked out to get some air."

Who knew this would happen.

The old woman stood not far away, looking at the two with complicated expressions. After a long time, she sighed, "I heard from the radio that you are married, so..."

"It's him," Fang Yan handed the gun to the bodyguard, raised his hand and grabbed Chu Heng's arm, full of possessiveness, "Look carefully, see clearly, my person is not something you can touch!"

The last sentence was already very cold and severe.

The old woman moved her lips, as if she wanted to say something, but she hesitated, but she swallowed it anyway.

Fang Yan lost the patience to continue talking with her, pinched Chu Heng with her pale and slender wrist, coughed a few times, "Come back with me."

Chu Xiaoheng nodded hastily, with a cute face, but the man said again: "I prepared durian for you, go back and kneel down."

Chu Xiaoheng was immediately dumbfounded, "What? Durian... Durian?"