"Dad!?" He Jiao's eyes widened.
He Long didn't want to listen to his daughter anymore: "Take Miss back."
"Yes." Although the secretary didn't understand how things turned out like this, she always listened to what the husband said.
"I won't go! Dad! This person, she..."
"This person saved your dad. If it wasn't for her, your dad would have died outside!"
He Long yelled this sentence: "Didn't you always say that her hand is injured and she is not worthy of playing games? That is to save me, save us, and save all the borderlines..."
He Long paused at this point.
That's a top secret mission.
He wasn't sure if speaking out would have any bad influence on the person in front of him.
But just this passage made He Xiang's eyes tremble heavily.
He had heard from his father a long time ago about that one.
To He Xiang, that person was simply a legend.
Every boy has a heroic dream in his heart, wanting to put on a military uniform and protect the territory.
He couldn't do that, so when he listened to his father's experience about Yisi, he would always think about what kind of person he was, who could save everything by himself.
He Xiang couldn't help but look at Mo Bei, the person he wanted to meet in his dreams and whom he admired so much.
Her hand injury was because of... He Xiang also wanted to slap himself now, for the huge shame in his heart and the words he said.
I don't know the comprehensiveness, so I won't evaluate it.
He not only commented, but also became an accomplice.
He Xiang is standing here now, feeling much torment in his heart.
Only He Jiao didn't understand what her dad was talking about: "Brother! Dad, what are you talking about, he..."
"Let's go." He Xiang tugged his sister's hand, knowing that the secretary would not be cruel, so he did it himself: "I'm too used to you, what I said for you in front of Dad, shouldn't be said. "
"Brother." He Jiao shouted: "What's wrong with all of you! Just because of such a thick-skinned outsider, you treat me like this! I'm your sister, what should I say, where did I go wrong! She Her hand is injured, going to Milan will only drag everyone down, her virtue is not at all... "
"Her virtue deserves everything."
At the entrance of the banquet, a middle-aged man in his fifties walked in. He was wearing a scientific research uniform and looked a little dusty.
Walking behind him was a small figure, wearing a black Harley hat, with a milky white complexion, and an extremely noble temperament. After entering, he only glanced in Feng Nai's direction.
That means, you asked me to do something for you, and you have to find a way to pay me back.
"An'an, eat cake!"
Nailin had been waiting at the door for a long time. She was still wearing a mask just now, but now she was holding a small plate in one hand, and she was going to watch a play with An An who rushed over.
Little Demon Bo didn't refuse either, the two little people stood there, their eyes on He Jiao.
Not all the people present knew who came.
But one realization is enough to shock the audience.
"Professor Liang!"
"Professor Liang? You mean, this is that Professor Liang!"
"Besides him, who else can be, my God, why did he come here, he is our country..."
There were bursts of sounds from around.
Someone wants to come up and make friends.
"Professor Liang, I have watched your interview, thanks to you..."
"Sorry." Professor Liang has never been warm to people. After politely avoiding him, he went straight to Mo Bei: "Benefactor, we haven't seen each other for a long time."
Well, benefactor? !
(end of this chapter)