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Chapter 87 Something Happened to Your Woman

"My dear father! What happened to your woman? You still ask me what's wrong? That's your woman, not mine! Do you have a conscience? She gave you her beauty, how can you So don't care about it!" Rong Xiaoyan suddenly turned into a playwright again, and said with a heartbroken expression.

Rong Zhiyan suddenly asked: "Rong Xiaoyan, why do you care about her so much?"

He really found that this son's concern for Jing Huanyan was extraordinary.

"Why?" Rong Xiaoyan rolled his dark eyes, as if he had never thought about such a question before, so his eyes were very puzzled. After thinking about it seriously, he replied very firmly: "Because she looks so beautiful. looks good!"

Rong Zhiyan: "..."

"Father, are you going to help her?" Rong Xiaoyan was worried about something happening to Yan Yan, so she couldn't help but urge her again.

"She's fine." Rong Zhiyan said lightly.

Rong Xiaoyan didn't believe this, he said worriedly: "How do you know she's okay? I called her more than a dozen times, but she didn't answer!"

"She is alone at home now, how could something happen to her?" Rong Zhiyan said in a slightly unhappy tone.

"Are you alone at home?" Rong Xiaoyan said suddenly when he heard what his father said, "Could you be overwhelmed..."

When Rong Zhiyan, who was still very calm at first, heard what his son said, he stood up suddenly, picked up his coat and went out.

Rong Xiaoyan, who was following behind, had a flash of joy in his eyes, he knew that his father was still worried about Yanyan!

So the short legs hurriedly followed up.

When the two arrived at Jing Huanyan's door, Rong Zhiyan knocked on the door.

I knocked for 1 minute, but there was no movement in the room.

Rong Zhiyan became more and more uneasy, and winked at the bodyguards behind him, and one of the bodyguards locked it with a universal lock, and opened the door directly.

As soon as he opened the door and walked in, he could smell the strong smell of alcohol in the room.

Rong Zhiyan frowned, and saw empty beer bottles all over the floor, and Jing Huanyan lying on the ground.

"Yanyan." Rong Xiaoyan rushed over nervously on his short legs, tested Yanyan's nostrils with his little finger, and then turned his head very seriously, with an old-fashioned voice: "Don't worry, you're still angry!"

Rong Zhiyan: "..."

Rong Xiaoyan looked at Yanyan on the ground distressedly: "Father, Yanyan must be very sad to drink so much."

Suddenly he stood up and ran towards the bathroom.

Rong Zhiyan thought that the little guy was going to urinate, so he walked to Jing Huanyan's side, squatted down, gently stroked her cheek with one hand, and pulled out the messy hair.

Her face was slightly flushed from drinking.

At this moment, Jing Huanyan opened her eyes in a daze, a pair of bloodshot eyes stared at him, and asked mutteringly, "Who are you?"

Thin lips parted slightly: "I am Rong Zhiyan."

"Rong Zhiyan... oh..." A pair of apricot eyes suddenly widened, and she stared at Rong Zhiyan very hard. After a while, she seemed to be sure that it was him, and then she lay back down again.

Rong Zhiyan pursed his lips and looked at her: "Since you are so sad, why don't you ask me for help?"

He originally thought that she would definitely look for him, but he was stared at and waited, but in the end he just waited for the news that this woman just went home with a beer! !

(End of this chapter)