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Chapter 52 Can You Help Me Keep It Secret?

The most fear of the sudden quiet air.

The 'bata' water cup fell on the cabinet table. Su Yimo still looked at him, and a bright smile slowly appeared on his fair outline, "I know I can't hide it from the Third Master, but can I help me keep it a secret?"

"The youngest son of the Liao family, the richest man in S City, was hidden in his name and was invited to be a private doctor. What is the reason?" Ji Fang asked back.

Actually, Ji Fang has already found out about Su Yimo's true identity.

For some reasons, such rich families, such as children running away from home, are endless and irrelevant, but the problem lies in that they are the child of the Liao family.

And between the Liao family and the Xu family...

Therefore, Ji Fang had to pay attention to this issue.

Su Yimo obviously didn't care about his inquiry, but just smiled indifferently, "Third Master, I know what you are doubting. I don't want to explain this, I just want to remind you, what is the background of the Liao family? Do you know it?"

The background of the Liao family.

Ji Fang sneered, but a cold light shone in his eyes, "Young Master Liao is threatening me?"

"Keep me secret in front of her." Su Yimo raised her chin lightly and signaled to the bedroom upstairs where she made a wish, "Our Liao family never threatens people, they only know... do what they say, do what they say!"

The words are quite gentle, but the deterrence beyond words has increased.

But Ji Fang was not scared. He smiled, and his face showed a hint of relief. He thought that this young master Liao, who was incognito, was just a rebellious child, but now it seems that it is not simple.

"Child, when you were at the Liao family, Director Liao never reminded you, who should be the one you shouldn't mess with?"

Ji Fang shook his head disdainfully, and turned around and looked out while tidying up his suit.

Outside, when getting in the car, he ordered his assistant, "I'll keep an eye on this little bastard and let him go back to S City with me next week."

The affairs of Xu Liao and the other families have been delayed for several years. This time, I will not handle it clearly. Ji Fang will change his surname from then on!

Su Yimo rubbed his eyebrows impatiently and called him a child? He was twenty years old, and he was twelve years younger than Ji Fang, and he was still a child...

However, he looked at the bedroom upstairs again, and it would be even more difficult for him to explain to her!

...

And the other side of the city.

In the secret private residence, as the door opened and closed, the harsh screams inside were also isolated.

Rui Chen lowered his head and walked to the living room while dealing with the broken skin on his hand. He looked at the noble man on the sofa and nodded, "Mr. Zuo, I have used all the methods I should use. These people have told me that it was Miss Li who hired them to kidnap him."

"Are you sure?"

Zuo Zhan leaned his head down on the sofa, his beautiful peach blossom eyes were closed, as if he was sleeping, and he was playing with a goblet on one hand, and the wine was constantly scattered.

Rui Chen nodded, "These are only half of their lives left. Those who dare not lie can be sure."

Zuo Zhan is an expert in punishing others, and Rui Chen was brought out by him, so how could he argue for those people about lying?

"Ha." Zuo Zhan gently moved his lower lip, and in a flash, with a "click" sound, the goblet in his hand broke.

The bright red liquid was winding down one drop after another.

It's hard to tell whether it's red wine or blood.

Rui Chen wanted to step forward, but he raised his hand to stop him.

He led everyone away, Zuo Zhan sat alone for a while, and the smooth light lines were dazzling, so that he narrowed his eyes with some discomfort.

Something flashed through my mind.

‘Azhan, Azhan, you must not have something to do. Keep it up. Doctor, he has mild hemophilia A, rh gold blood type, the same blood type as my blood type, not enough, I will give him a blood transfusion, he has a history of allergic disease...’

In the haze, the woman's voice lingered in her ears, holding his hand, tightly, so tight that she was afraid that he would run away if she let go.

It was almost two years ago, she was so desperate that she gave him a large dose of blood transfusion again and again, regardless of her own life or death...
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