Chapter 1347 3 Seconds

"How could he hurt Chuchu? He... is not like that." Yao Rong whispered.

She stood in the dark, thinking back to the time when Yao Shengba was in a coma, especially the sudden attack when he woke up last time. Could it be...

"Young Madam." At this time, a bodyguard saw her gesture and hurriedly appeared and walked out.

Yao Rong looked up, looked at him, and said in a low voice: "You don't have to follow me in the future. You are responsible for keeping an eye on him 24 hours a day."

"Is it Mr. Yao?" The bodyguard listened to him, looked at her turn her head, looked at the door, and asked in confusion.

"Yes, including his communication records and actions, can not be ignored." Yao Rong said, she was not feeling well and was ready to go back to her room.

Suddenly thinking of something, she stopped and said to him: "For the time being, don't let Zhuo Qi know."

"Yes." The bodyguard listened, then turned and walked towards the back window of Yao Shengba's bedroom, leaned against it and turned his head, looking at everything in the bedroom.

Yao Rong returned to the room, sweat on her forehead, she curled up in bed, but she didn't sleep all night.

"Ring." Yao Rong's phone vibrated, rang twice and then hung up.

She reached out and held the phone, looked through the records, and said in a daze: "Yao Shengming?"

Yao Rong was silent for a few seconds, called back, and found that the phone was turned off.

"Hiss." She covered her forehead and fell on the bed. Due to physical discomfort, she soon fell asleep.

Halfway up the mountain, a villa.

A luxurious Audi was parked on the side of the road. Zhuo Qi smoked five cigarettes before standing up, raising his foot to extinguish the cigarette butt, and turned to walk inside.

"What's the matter with you looking for me at 4 o'clock in the morning?" Wen Shui was angry, wearing casual white clothes, with the collar pulled casually.

He walked towards the sofa with an elegant ruffian air.

"Han, you talk." Wen Shui saw this and became anxious. He put his hand on Xiao Mohan's shoulder and hugged his shoulder, but Xiao Mohan reached out and moved his arm away.

Wen Shui was embarrassed, looked at him, touched the tip of his nose, and said: "Whose yin and yang are out of balance?"

"Me." Zhuo Qi raised his hand, his handsome face was a little gloomy, his hand pulled the black short hair, after a serious silence, he said: "Not very good, please help me take a look."

"No? What's wrong?" Wen Shui listened, confused, not understanding what was going on.

Zhuo Qi stood up and walked into the room. Xiao Mohan stood up, raised his chin, and said to Wen Shui: "Let him take a look."

"OK." Wen Shui responded, followed Zhuo Qi into the bedroom.

Half a minute later, Wen Shui screamed and rushed out.

"Han, he, he actually reacted to me." Wen Shui's fair face flushed, his shoulders shook a few times, and he pointed to the bedroom and said: "Zhuo Qi, he is shameless."

"Huh?" Xiao Mohan was making coffee, wearing a black casual home suit, looking tall and slender, and with a particularly strong aura. He poured a cup of coffee and handed it to Wen Shui.

"Bang" Zhuo Qi rushed out of the door, rushed over, and grabbed Wen Shui.

"Explain it to me clearly." Zhuo Qi said coldly, snatched the coffee from his hand, and threw Wen Shui on the sofa.

Zhuo Qi walked forward, pressed Wen Shui's shoulder with one hand, and said in a deep voice: "Can it be cured?"

"Nonsense." Wen Shui was extremely excited. He stared at Zhuo Qi with peach blossom eyes, sneered, pointed at Zhuo Qi angrily, and said to Xiao Mohan: "Han, he actually questioned this young master, can he be cured?"

"You actually questioned this young master's ability? You Zhuo Qi, that's enough." Wen Shui stamped his feet in anger, his evil face was full of disdain, and he put his hands behind his back and said: "You, this young master can't cure you."