The night is getting deeper and deeper.

In a VIP presidential suite on royal one.

Luxurious decoration, bright lights and the aroma of Earl tea.

When the bathroom door opened, Hua Zi stared at Anxin who came out after a shower. Drops of water were dripping on his messy hair, wiped it casually with a dry towel, wrapped in a white bath towel and sat down opposite.

Anxin didn't look at him. He took a sip of Earl tea. His face was light, alienated, quiet and distant.

"Things have a high reputation, so there is no psychological burden at all." Hua Zi also took a sip of Earl tea, "Ou Yi is to die by himself. If he really dies, it can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people. Among all the rich CHILDES, only his reputation is the most smelly."

Anxin squeezed the water cup tightly, his thin lips closed tightly, and his fundus was a little empty.

He is not worried about responsibility, but if ou Mengru commits suicide and Ou Yi is really dead.

Then the Ou family broke up completely

After all, once a family, this situation is not what Anxin wants to see.

"Do you blame yourself?" Huazi looked at him and expressed his point of view, "in fact, it's really unnecessary. It's obvious that the European family's tutor is not hard to teach such children. The end is long doomed, but you're just unlucky."

Anxin didn't say anything. After drinking the Earl tea in his cup, he got up and walked to the bedroom, "good night."

Looking at his back, "good night." Huazi's eyes were dim.

As a brother, seeing that he was so hurt and couldn't help, huazi felt very uncomfortable.

In the first hospital.

In a coma, Ou Yi, whose blood was running dry, was pushed into the rescue room!

Diya was still in her daughter's ward. She didn't know that her son had such an accident, but she was very upset.

Ou Mengru hasn't awakened yet. It seems that he is determined to die.

The next morning.

All morning newspapers in Jiangcheng reported fighting outside a water music bar.

The focus is undoubtedly high reputation. The man who generally exists in Jiangcheng myth fired a gun!!

Open!! It's over!! Gun!!

Various forum post bars have exploded, the whole Internet was paralyzed, and various microblog topics around this matter began to flood.

All netizens praised Mr. Sheng as handsome! elegant indifference! Fan!

Are fascinated by the famous side face.

The truth of the matter has not been reported, and the media dare not speculate without authorization.

Anxin and huazi also appeared in the mirror, but the limelight was robbed by the reputation, and the photos secretly taken when the reputation led Su Xiaoxiao to leave were also reprinted by various media.

As long as it has something to do with reputation, it must be the headlines.

Even everyone ignored the identity of the shot, but also ignored his life and death.

A few people in the comment area will ask who the man who was shot was, dead or alive?

But they were brushed down by those praise and handsome comments, and then the stone sank into the sea.

early morning.

In a ward of the first hospital, Diya's cell phone rang. It was a servant at home.

"Madam! How's it going, young master? I read the news that Mr. Sheng shot the young master in the chest last night! The young master fell into a pool of blood on the spot! "

Diya was shocked. "What? Are you sure it's Ouyi? "

"I also saw it in the newspaper. The picture is a bit like a young master... And an uncle... My uncle was also present."

Diya didn't have time to hang up. She rushed out of the ward. She panicked and lost her direction.

She rushed to the operating room and grabbed people in white coats when she met them, "doctor! Did you receive a shot wound? It came in last night! How is he? "

"In operating room 8."

No. 8, No. 8... Diya had no time to say thank you and ran to operating room No. 8!