Chapter 733

Name:Dear Mr.Shi Author:Beauty Jiang
When the old man then said: "no, what he attaches most importance to is not himself, but his commitment to his parents. He promises to take good care of Shi Annuo. As long as he lives, he will not let Shi Annuo have anything to do, so Shi Annuo is the best person who can verify his life."

The housekeeper suddenly realized: "master, please rest assured that as soon as Ann Nuo leaves the airport, we will stop him!"

The old man hooked his lips with satisfaction, and then solemnly ordered: "one month, only one more month, Shiguo and Hans will only belong to me, so in any case, we must ensure the smooth financing of Shiguo."

"Don't worry, old man. It's just a matter of time for Bi Yuntao to go on smoothly." The housekeeper returned.

"Bi Yuntao, do you think we have found a treasure?" When xiuren said with a smile, then waved his hand and motioned the housekeeper to go out.

The housekeeper nodded and then backed out.

When the old man is still standing at the window, turned to look out of the window, calm eyes, do not know what to think.

His study is on the second floor, hanging up and down. The straight glass wall is like a cliff, which prevents anyone from approaching, but it does not mean that no one can approach.

After standing for a moment, the old man may feel a little tired, turn around and step forward, as if ready to leave the study.

But when I got to the desk, there was a click of the window behind me.

With a cool wind with rain blowing in, the old man subconsciously turned his head and saw a tall figure squatting on the windowsill like a black hawk.

It was a man, he was wearing a hat, under the brim of which wine red hair could be seen faintly. A pair of eyes looked at him coldly through the blindfold hair on his forehead, with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth.

There is an alarm in the study, and it is installed on the desk. As soon as the old man raises his hand and presses it, the bodyguard outside will rush in.

But before his hand touched the alarm, the dagger came out of its sheath and flew to him, stopping the hand he was about to press.

"It's useless if you press it. All the people in the National Hospital have been controlled by us." The visitor sat on the window with a smile, looking at the old man with a ruffian face.

The old man saw clearly the appearance of the comer and suddenly drank: "Xia Yang, it's you! You are too presumptuous

Xia Yang took out his ear: "I thought you would want to say that you didn't die? It turns out that you are not surprised at all? You know, I'm on the plane, too! "

Xia Yang didn't die, so it must be that he didn't die in the cold, and he must have done something secretly, otherwise he wouldn't come here in the middle of the night.

The old man's face is extremely ugly. He didn't expect that he would dare to come here to protect himself from the cold.

He asked angrily, "summer sun, when is it cold? When you go to Korea with him, you have nothing to do, so you must have nothing to do, right? "

Just at this time, the room was pushed away, and there was a breath of killing in the cold.

Shi Yuhan walked in gracefully and calmly. Today, he is wearing a black T-shirt, and his lower body is dark black leisure field military pants, as if he had come back from a long journey.

Cold eyes, straight at the old man, deep degree can instantly penetrate people's heart, step by step, as if stepping on the soul order.