"I'd like to compensate you and miss Ye Han first. I will certainly compensate you for your medical expenses and subsequent compensation in person. I'm here to apologize to you personally. You must not argue with me! If you don't dislike it, I'll take a seat in person when I have time, and I'll compensate you for it! "

Su Mo Han draws back his hand with some disgust. He just wants to take out a paper towel to wipe it, but he is worried about exposing his flaws, and he tries to resist the disgust in his heart.

For this sudden change, ye Fei was a little confused, and those who stood by watching the excitement also couldn't feel their heads. Only Su Mohan had no expression on her face. It seemed that she had expected this result for a long time.

Zuo Jiandong on one side is a bit silly. What is going on?

How can Dong Minghui bow to this man called song Yichen!

Is this photographer named song Yichen not ordinary?

No, absolutely not!

He had made a clear investigation before, but he was just a photographer from an ordinary family. He had a few small money, but in his eyes, that asset was really not money!

Intuition told him that Dong Minghui's bow did not mean a good thing, but he did not want to believe that song Yichen had something to fear!

"Brother song, Miss ye, I'm really sorry today. I'm very sorry! From now on, if you need any help in Boyu, please call me. If anyone asks for trouble, it will be against me, Dong Minghui! "

Dong Minghui still patted his chest to guarantee that the two words let the chairman's face slightly soften a little, hoping that the evil star could not remember the villain.

But the same, his words, Zuo Jiandong's face is to become particularly ugly!

Not waiting for Zuo Jiandong to open his mouth, the chairman of the board looked at his son and said, "don't roll to one side, it's still embarrassing!"

"Yes." Dong Ming Hui seems to be aware of something, suddenly become a lot more clever.

The chairman of the board looked at Zuo Jiandong, frowned and said: "I didn't expect that my son was injured in my place. It's really embarrassing for me to see him again!"

"Uncle Dong, it's no problem. You can't blame it on you. Some people don't have long eyes and dare to move on Tai Sui's head, and Ming Hui is hurt!" Zuo Jiandong's eyes still fall on Su Mohan's body, full of reluctance.

Hearing what he said, the chairman's brow was even tighter, and his son was smart enough to take him out. Zuo Jiandong tried to drag him in again. It was disgusting!

What's more, if it wasn't for Zuo Jiandong, how could he let his son provoke Su Mohan, the God of killing!

If he really gets angry, ten left families are not enough for him to pinch. If he doesn't want to live, don't implicate them in Dong's house!

"Good nephew, I think you are seriously injured today. If you don't go to the hospital to have an examination first, in case of any accident, uncle Dong will not be able to explain to your father!"

"Yes, thank you for your concern." Although Zuo Jiandong was unwilling, he still had to give Dong Minghui his father's face. He immediately looked at the black man behind him, and said angrily, "a bunch of rubbish, don't hurry away!"

Those who could get up got up and went out one after another. Those who couldn't get up were crying and struggling. It was only because the entrance was full of people that the flow of people moved slowly.