Encountered Uncle Se's ex-husband came to find fault

Han Yixing nodded, and already saw that it was Fei Xiluo who called.

"Hey,"

"Young Mistress?" Fishero's voice was a little uncertain, but also a little relieved.

Han Yixing pursed his lips, glanced at Meng Beichen, and said, "I'm Han Yixing, he, he's injured, come here quickly."

Fei Xiluo didn't say much, he immediately said hello, and hung up the phone. [

Han Yixing put the phone on the coffee table, turned around and saw Meng Beichen staring at her, a little uncomfortable, Han Xiaorou brought a medicine box with her small body, and asked worriedly: "Mummy , do you really not want to send daddy to the hospital?"

"Is there anything I can do if he doesn't go?" Han Yixing frowned, not realizing that he had unintentionally admitted that Meng Beichen was Xiaorou's father, and half helped him up, and said, "Let me see Your other injuries."

Meng Beichen and Han Xiaorou looked at each other, smiled slightly, and he took off his coat cooperatively. The chest and arms of the black shirt seemed to have been cut with a knife, and the clothes were already rotten.

When Han Yixing saw this, his hands couldn't help trembling, and he turned around and ordered: "Xiao Rou, go to the room and sleep."

She didn't want her to see such a bloody scene.

"But I'm worried about Daddy!" Han Xiaorou's face was a little pale at this moment, tears also fell, her small body refused to leave on the edge of the sofa.

Meng Beichen knew Han Yixing's intentions, and immediately smiled at her and said, "Xiao Rou, Daddy will be fine, your mommy will help me bandage the wound."

He said, looking at Han Yixing's reaction, she was carefully helping him unbutton his shirt, all her attention was on him, he sighed, really wanted to hold her in his arms and tell her how much he misses.

Xiao Rou obediently went to the room, Han Yixing took off his shirt, and saw that not only did he have two new wounds on his chest and arms, but also many old wounds all over other places.

She stood there in a daze for a long while, then stretched out her hand to caress her, and asked in a trembling voice, "These, how did you suffer so many injuries?"

"Would you like to hear it? Xing'er, many things have happened to me, but I just want to take a good look at you now. You don't know how much I miss you."

There are so few updates in the past two days, and I feel guilty, but when people are tired of coding, I will try my best to restore myself to the previous speed.