Xiao Bailu was shocked.

It's over.

I just focused on talking to Jing Jiajia and the staff, but for a moment I forgot that there was a dog man behind me.

Did he hear what Jing Jiajia said, there was a little girl?

Did you hear yourself asking “Where is my child?”

Because I didn't know how much Huo Tingzun heard, Xiao Bailu didn't dare to answer his question rashly, so she pursed her lips and said vaguely: "Whose child is of course Jing Jiajia's child. Adults and children are safe, there is nothing to do here, let's go."

Huo Tingzun walked up and stared at her deeply.

"What are you doing so nervous about Jing Jiajia's child?"

Xiao Bailu turned her face uneasy: "They are my clients, I am their lawyer, and I have the responsibility to care for them. At the beginning, I finally tried my best to get a divorce lawsuit for them and took back the custody of Jing Jiajia's son. Of course, I am of course concerned about whether their future life will be good. If the child was killed by a Wu surnamed, wouldn't I help Jing Jiajia win the lawsuit in vain? In the end, it was a tragedy. I don't want to see it. I also want face."

She reluctantly made up a reason to make a pretext for Huo Tingzun.

Obviously, with Huo Tingzun's IQ, it is impossible to believe it all.

The man brows were deeply locked: "For the sake of face, you will run away all the soles of your feet with wounds? Don't you cherish your skin and image the most? Will you be very proud of your feet if you hurt your feet?"

It hits the pain point.

Xiao Bailu complained about the dog man’s IQ ten thousand times in her heart, but she still stuck her neck and insisted: “Tsk, where is the life important when the foot is injured? Do you still need to ask? Don’t you see my sense of justice?”

Huo Tingzun: "I really didn't see it."

I stay in bars every day, make friends with messy friends, and love money as my life. Where can I feel justice?

Xiao Bailu twitched the corners of his lips and limped down the stairs: "If you believe it or not, you can do whatever you want."

She saw it clearly, and no matter how much the man explained, she would not believe it. She only prayed that the two guys, Xiaomili and Xiao Xibao, could leave the building quickly and not be caught by Huo Tingzun's people.

Therefore, it is more important to hold Huo Tingzun away from the scene of the incident immediately.

Who knows.

Just took two steps.

The man grabbed her from behind and grabbed her little arm, easily catching her in his arms again.

"Where to go? This is the tenth floor. It's important to go back to the office to treat the wound first." Huo Tingzun said in a deep voice.

Xiao Bailu: “…”

Staff: "…"

These two gods are simply... Why can we fight with each other and make a bowl of honey? Considering the mood of our melon-eating people?

Xiao Bailu was taken back to the office by Huo Tingzun.

Although the road from the fire escape to the president's office is not long, it is only about ten meters.

There are not many desks for colleagues passing by, just seven or eight.

But Xiao Bailu was so embarrassed that she almost buried her little head in Huo Tingzun's chest.

Oh my God.

The gossiping eyes of colleagues were about to pierce her.

People like her who never mind the eyes of others can hardly stand it.

But before Huo Tingzun opened the door of the president's office, he turned to his colleagues seriously and explained to his colleagues: "Don't think too much, Secretary Xiao's foot is injured, I'm just humanitarian help."

Ahhh, dog man, I'm going to kill you.

If you don’t say the word Secretary Xiao, others are just guessing.

You said it, just confirm that it was me?

I also said that humanitarianism should not be too much. Is this better you say, "The more you draw, the darker you get?"
Chapter completed!