Help!The big guy is in my heart again

Ruan Zhaozhao rushed to the studio and told Wen Ling about the situation.

Wen Ling looked her up and down: "Can I trust you?"

She has calmed down a lot, but her face is still not good, and it is very scary when she is cold.

Wen Yuan stomped her feet anxiously: "Oh, brother, what are you talking about? How could Sister Zhao Zhao make fun of this matter? She doesn't know anyone in New York, so she came to us."

"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not, now, drive and follow me to a place."

Wen Ling was dubious: "Do you know that in New York, trespassing on other people's houses is illegal."

Ruan Zhaozhao can't control so much now.

"Are you going?"

What Wen Ling feared most in his life was being pestered by women, so he had no choice but to agree.

"Brother, then I."

Wen Ling patted Wen Yuan's shoulder.

"You stay here."

"Well, okay, call me if you need anything."

Wen Ling drove and walked on this road, so she felt a little more at ease.

Ruan Zhaozhao touched his face, only to find that it was dripping with sweat.

She was really going crazy.

Why didn't she expect it? She knew that Cen Shuo's family must have no good intentions, and she thought they would attack in the capital.

Unexpectedly, the call came to New York.

Wen Ling also believed in this woman to a certain extent, after all, if something happened to Mr. Cen, she would definitely get nothing.

It's not easy to drive in snowy weather.

Wen Ling coughed twice: "Miss Ruan, I can drive very well."

"Yeah." It's quite ordinary.

"When you get there, what are you going to do?"

"Ox ghosts and snake spirits." At worst, they will fight to the death.

But she always wanted him to be fine.

Half an hour later, Ruan Zhaozhao arrived at Fu's house.

Could it be that in New York you can see such an antique-designed building.

She's not in the mood to appreciate it now.

The snow came in such a hurry that the road under our feet had not been cleared.

The wind picked up, her ears were blown red, and her feet creaked.

This manor is so big that you can't see the end at a glance.

There are security guards at the gate who also look Asian.

Wen Ling: "Is Mr. Cen Shuo in there?"

Security: "Go, go, go! It's none of your business!"

Wen Ling frowned, these people.

Ruan Zhaozhao stood directly in front of them: "Call your master out, I am Cen Shuo's fiancée."

The security guard hesitated.

"What should we do about this?"

"Go and tell the butler."

After a while, an old man in his forties walked out, quite majestic.

Looking straight at Ruan Zhaozhao, he said to the security guard: "Since there are guests, how can we turn them away in the cold weather? Why don't you invite them in."

Ruan Zhaozhao followed the butler into the main hall.

"Where's Cen Shuo?"

The butler frowned: "Miss, you—"

"I'm Cen Shuo's wife. I want to see him now. He came here in the end. I have the right to suspect that something happened to him here."

"It's illegal to trespass on someone's home."

Ruan Zhaozhao: "Really, I'm going to see Cen Shuo now!"

"Who is acting wild?!"

A white-haired old man walked down the stairs with displeasure in his eyes.

"You girl doll is not very old, why are you so rude."

Ruan Zhaozhao: "I think you are Mr. Fu. I'm Ruan Zhaozhao and Cen Shuo's fiancée, but I can't get in touch with him until now, so I can only come to you. Please give me an accurate answer."

"How bold!" How could Fu Jing tolerate someone being so presumptuous in his home. "What kind of identity do you have to suspect me?! How could I do anything to my nominal grandson?"

"Just because you don't intend to, doesn't mean someone won't."

Fu Jing waved his hand: "If it weren't for the fact that you are also from the capital and a young girl, I would have kicked you out a long time ago!"

Cen Shuo left a long time ago, and this woman didn't know who Cen Shuo belonged to, so she dared to come here to ask him for someone.

Ruan Zhaozhao's temples twitched: "Old man, it's about Cen Shuo's safety, why can't you check it?!"

"What's there to check, he's already out of my place!"

Her heart turned cold little by little, and then a huge sense of powerlessness was woven into a giant net, densely packed, making her almost out of breath.

How can this be.

"What about Cen Qin?"

Faced with a young woman's aggressive questioning, it was obvious that Fu Jing had no patience.

"send out."

"Yes."

But she was willing to leave, "If I don't see Cen Shuo today, even if I die here, I won't leave."

Fu Jing was so angry with this woman, "Get out!"

"Why are you so noisy tonight?"

A lazy male voice appeared on the stairs.

Cen Fan walked over step by step, wearing house slippers, with no one in his eyes.

"Anyone dares to come here and think they are something!"

Ruan Zhaozhao: "Where is Cen Shuo?"

Cen Qin smiled, "Why should I tell you?"

Ruan Zhaozhao grasped the pain point, "Mr. Fu, you heard this sentence too, can you just sit back and ignore it?"

Fu Jing's face darkened: "Xiao Qin, what did you do?"

Cen Wan said leisurely, "I didn't do anything."

Ruan Zhaozhao clenched his fists tightly, and the veins on his head bulged: "Mr. Cen, as the only biological son of the Cen family, even if you intend to target Cen Shuo, you won't deny what you did."

Cen Fan laughed twice, this woman really has a lot of skills.

No wonder Cen Shuo was so focused on this woman.

It's true, he is the real son, and he should be more tolerant.

"I didn't do anything." He was always easy to talk in front of girls, Cen Chen smiled: "Today our brother was riding a horse together. Not only did he fall off the horse and broke his arm, but he also had a high fever. Hey, he's passed out now In the servant's room, it doesn't matter. Tsk tsk, how pitiful."

"What did you say?!"

Ruan Zhaozhao was trembling all over.

Fu Jing frowned: "Xiao Qin, don't go too far."

"I didn't do anything, I just didn't like his acting like a gentleman and just ignored him." Cen Chen frowned, "He's still so young, why are you so nervous."

Fu Jing: "Hurry up, go to the servant's building and order someone to find a doctor for the second young master."

"No need," she said, trusting no one, "I won't bother you about his affairs, I will take him to the hospital."

Ruan Zhaozhao ran to the servant building and pushed open the first room on the first floor.

Light came in through the door, and Ruan Zhaozhao saw the man half lying on the ground.

Her heart skipped a beat.

Fu Jing glanced at the calm-faced Cen Yuan, "You've gone too far this time, even if you're not from our family, you can't kill anyone."

Cen Fan spread his hands: "I didn't want to kill him."

Fu Jing sighed.

He knew in his heart what this grandson was thinking. Cen Wan had to be strong, so he didn't want to win the competition.