On that day, Huo Qixiu went to the company early to deal with the backlog in the past half a month.

In the room, Huo Mianmian and Huo Xiaoyi are surrounded by her. Huo Mianmian excitedly picked up the storybook and told her stories. Huo Xiaoyi sat beside her, shaking his head and listening with relish.

At this time, the nanny gently knocked on the door, came in and said respectfully, "Miss Zuo, there is a Mr. Zheng outside the door who wants to see you."

"Zheng? Is it a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties? "

There was a flash of light in his left deep eyes, and his face also showed joy.

After getting a positive response from the nanny, she waved to the other side and said, "please come in quickly!"

After a while, Zheng Xiong, who was carrying large and small bags of nutriment, came in behind the nanny.

When the two children heard the news, they turned their heads and looked at the people.

Huo Mianmian was the first to respond. Crispy, he yelled, "grandfather Zheng is good."

Zheng Xiong's tired face suddenly appeared a few smiles, and quickly answered, "hello."

He said, then put the nutrition aside, eyes fell on the left deep body, see her face pale, eyebrows can't help but wrinkle, concern asked.

"Deep, are you better?"

The left deeply squeezed out a smile, forced to nod, busily asked Zheng Xiong to sit down.

Then, left deep slightly droop head, a little embarrassed looking at the two children beside.

She originally wanted the two children to play with her aunt for a while, but before she spoke, Huo Xiaoyi took the lead to say it like a little adult.

"Sister, mother is going to entertain guests. Let's go out first."

Huo Mianmian listened and nodded cleverly. Then he picked up his story book and took his brother's hand and went out.

Zheng Xiong looked at the back of the two children, and soft light appeared in his turbid eyes.

"These two children are really sensible. It's good. In this way, I won't worry about you being bullied."

He sighed heartily, the left side of the deep but red face.

Now, the outside world does not know that these two villains are actually her children. Zheng Xiong probably treats himself as the stepmother of these two children.

Thinking of this, she pursed her mouth slightly and explained with some embarrassment, "Uncle Zheng, in fact, those two children are the children of Huo Qixiu and me."

"Really?"

Zheng Xiong was a little surprised.

Left deeply embarrassed nodded, way, "this matter has said a long story."

"By the way, uncle Zheng, how do you know I'm here?"

She quickly changed the subject.

Zheng Xiong suddenly found here, but Zuo Shen was a little surprised.

Zheng Xiong listened, turned around, with a happy smile on his face and explained.

"The relationship between you and Mr. Huo has spread in the whole circle. He picked you up on the day you left hospital, so I guess you must be at Mr. Huo's house."

"How are you, Mr. Huo?"

Left deeply hear this problem, Zheng for a moment, she slowly looked up, eyes fell on Zheng Xiong.

He was staring at himself with concern.

For a moment, Zuo deeply thought of his father. If he was alive, would he ask such a question.

The world only knows whether she is worthy of Huo Qixiu, and only those close to her will care about her life.

Left deeply thought of here, eyes also followed wet for a while, she slightly lowered her eyelids, forced to nod, voice some choking.

"He is very kind to me!"

"Good! That's good! "

Zheng Xiong was relieved to smile, the color of guilt appeared on his face again.

He sighed and whispered, "deeply, your car accident is probably related to Zuotang."

"Is it?"

Left deep tightly pursed his lips, squeezed two cold words from his teeth.

In fact, she had guessed that this matter was related to Zuo Tang, but there was no evidence.

Zheng Xiong frowned tightly, nodded and sighed deeply, "that day, when I went to Zuotang, there was a quarrel. I vaguely heard the words of the truck driver."

"Then Xiang Shaozhen came out of the office full of anger."

Sure enough, these two people are a group from the beginning to the end!

There was a cold light in the deep left eye, and the pain came from the wound.

She sneered and said in a cold voice, "these two people are probably afraid of what I find out, so they can't wait to make me shut up forever!"

"I'm sorry..."

Zheng Xiong on one side slightly lowered his head, full of guilt.

"It's uncle Zheng who has been in Zuo's family for so long, but he can't find any evidence to prove Zuo Tang's conspiracy. Otherwise, you don't have to suffer from this kind of disaster."After listening deeply, Zuo comforted Zheng Xiong, "Uncle Zheng, don't say that. You've helped me a lot."

"By the way, uncle Zheng, did Xiang Shaozhen see you?"

If she saw him, she would talk to Zuotang again. With Zuotang's suspicious character and cruel means, Zheng Xiong was also very dangerous.

Zheng Xiong shook his head, "deeply, don't worry, she didn't see me."

Feel left deep concern, Zheng xiongman is guilty face also more a trace of smile.

He raised his head, seriously looked at the left deep, word by word said, "deep ah! During this period of time, you can take a good rest at home. Don't think about anything. I've already figured out a way to do it in the left hall. "

"How? Uncle Zheng, what can you do? "

Left deeply listened to, sat up in a hurry, worried looking at him.

Playing with Zuotang is like playing with a tiger.

Although she also wanted to find out the truth as soon as possible and not let her father die in vain, she didn't want to implicate irrelevant people.

Seeing Zuo's deep nervousness, Zheng Xiong quickly comforted her

"deep, don't be afraid. I've been around Zuo Tang for more than ten years. I know his temperament."

"This time, uncle Zheng must get justice for you."

Zheng Xiong's face is never had a firm look, looking at such Zheng Xiong, left deeply Leng for a while.

"Well, my uncle won't disturb you any more. I'll go first."

With these words, Zheng Xiong got up, waved his hand to his left and went outside.

"Uncle Zheng..."

Left deep urgent shout a sentence.

Zheng Xiong stopped walking, turned back, a flash of light flashed in his turbid eyes. He raised his hand slightly, waved to his left deeply, and asked.

"Don't be afraid. It's going to be OK."

Left deep see such Zheng Xiong, her eyes slightly red, eyes dense out of light water vapor, said to the middle-aged man.

"Uncle Zheng, no matter what, you have to protect yourself. Please."

Zheng Xiong saw this scene, also moved, solemnly nodded, Fang stepped out of the room.

Looking at Zheng Xiong's figure gradually away, until the disappearance of the back, left deep heart but emerged a faint uneasiness.