The posture of the underworld boss has not changed. He still has one hand in his trouser pocket and the other hand holding the little fat baby.
He is very tall, probably 1.9 meters tall.
Wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown, he looked very thin.
But the sleeves of the loose hospital gown naturally slide down the arm, revealing half of the forearm with particularly beautiful texture, giving it a sense of strength at first glance.
So even if he was holding the little chubby baby, it was not difficult at all to look at, and it even gave Bai Nanxi a very relaxed and casual feeling.
It seems that what he is holding is not a fat baby weighing several dozen pounds, but a very light and weightless rag doll.
When the other party raised his eyes and looked over, Bai Nannan suddenly turned away for some unknown reason.
But I kept thinking in my mind, who is this person?
An outsider from the Xuanmen family who no longer lives in the world?
However, he had never heard of the Ming family among the various Xuanmen families in China for hundreds of years.
The surname is Ming!
It was the first time he heard this surname.
Bai Nannan started to lose his mind while thinking about it, but it was his colleague who bumped his arm lightly that brought him back from his thoughts.
"Hey! What are you doing? Don't want multiple times your salary? Let's take pictures!"
Bai Nanxi clicked his tongue and quickly picked up the camera to take pictures of Mr. Mo.
And it was shot in the face.
A rare opportunity!
He would tell Mr. Mo this once in the future!
You can't beat him, but you can piss him off!
Mr. Mo: "..."
Bai Nanxi, this bastard!
If the Lord of the Underworld hadn't been right beside him, he would have had thousands of ways to keep Bai Nanxi from dying.
The underworld boss saw it, and his smile deepened.
His eyes fell on Mr. Mo who was kneeling on the ground again. His voice was not loud, but each one was like a huge stone hitting his heart.
"Mo Nanqi, don't have random relationships! Ben... I have always followed rules in my actions. After all, nothing can be done without rules. Don't think that you can change anything by calling me ancestor and Zaizai, sister-in-law."
The implication is very simple: ancestor, you shout! Sister-in-law, you have to shout too! But it does not prevent one lump sum from being settled, how to settle it after death, or how to settle it?
Mr. Mo's face turned visibly gray, and his chest was pressed by the invisible boulder. He was having difficulty breathing, and his old face was actually red from holding back.
The rich people watching: "..."
I wipe it!
This guy is so awesome
He could actually make Mr. Mo kneel in front of everyone, and even call him "ancestor". Who the hell is this person?
Just as frustrated as the rich are, there are journalists.
The actor's scandals don't seem that attractive anymore.
There are priorities!
If a movie star develops in the entertainment industry, he will definitely appear in the media's sight from time to time.
Mr. Mo is different. He is the rumored leader of the five major Xuanmen families and the helmsman of the Xuanmen family.
He actually knelt down to a young man and called him "ancestor". If this news is broadcast, the entire Chinese Xuanmen circle will explode!
It is estimated that not only Xuanmen, but also those famous families must take action, right?
The opportunity was so rare that some reporters had given up chasing the movie king's scandal and instead interviewed Mr. Mo. A few of them did not give up and quietly withdrew from the crowd and went to the other end of the corridor.
Stop talking about people.
I didn't even see the back of the actor's head.
The underworld boss raised his eyebrows at the reporters' little actions.
The reporters almost subconsciously held their breath when they passed by him, and no one dared to look at him.
For some reason, this man who looked very young and noble gave them an indescribable sense of mystery, and behind the mystery, there was also a sense of terror.
Although melons are delicious, life still comes first.
With an indifferent and distant smile on his lips, the underworld boss turned sideways and put Zaizai into Huo Sijin's arms.
"Si Jin, I have something to do. If you are finished with your work, you can take Zaizai home first."
Huo Sijin nodded, Zaizai was curious.
"Dad, where are you going?"
The underworld boss stroked his baby girl's little head and was always very gentle when talking to her.
"Don't worry about work, Zai Zai. Have a good rest when you get back. Go to bed early and get up early. Remember to go to kindergarten tomorrow."
Although Zaizai was curious, he still nodded obediently.
"Okay dad, Zai Zai understands."
When the underworld boss was about to turn around and leave, Zaizai suddenly stopped him.
"Dad, wait a minute, Uncle Wang is here."
After Zaizai finished speaking, he quickly looked towards the elevator.
When the underworld boss looked at them, the reporters surrounding them subconsciously moved aside, leaving a one-meter-wide aisle.
Wang Song just came out of the elevator, panting and looking exhausted.
However, when he saw Zaizai and the others, a warm smile appeared in his bloodshot eyes.
"Mr. Ming, Zaizai, Master Si Jin."
The underworld boss smiled lightly and nodded, looking away from him.
Wang Song was carrying two large bags of things and even a thermos box.
"Is Mr. Ming feeling better?"
The underworld boss nodded slightly: "Very good."
Wang Song's face was full of smiles, but he was a little nervous because of the dignified temperament of the underworld boss.
"That's good, this is... this is the black chicken soup stewed by my wife Hai Xiang. It's neither hot nor cold. It's just right to open it and drink it directly. I don't know what you like to eat, so I prepared some of various kinds. There are also towels. I also prepared some ointments, toothbrushes and other small things, I don’t know if they can be used.”
He remembered that Zaizai's father looked in bad health and had a sick look on his face.
It seems like I didn’t bring anything with me when I went to the hospital.
When he went back just now, he learned from Bai Mingxu that Mr. Ming had been admitted to the hospital, so he made all the preparations he could.
The underworld boss looked at the two oversized bags he was carrying and pinched his baby daughter's fleshy little cheeks.
"You're thoughtful, thank you."
Wang Song felt uneasy, after all, Mr. Ming looked like he was not short of money.
Unexpectedly, the other party agreed, and Wang Song breathed a sigh of relief.
After a few pleasantries, the underworld boss took the two oversized bags from Wang Song and turned back to the room.
As soon as the underworld boss left, the frightened Mr. Mo, who was kneeling on the ground, was exhausted and threw himself to the ground.
The driver was so frightened that he quickly supported him: "Old man! Old man!"
"Doctor! Call the doctor quickly!"
Doctors and nurses soon came over and carried the unconscious Mr. Mo onto the cart. The driver stood by and hurried into the elevator.
Reporters: "..."
The reporters took pictures again!
The rich people took the opportunity to surround Wang Song, Huo Sijin and Zaizai, and greeted them with a smile.
Journalists were not to be outdone.
After all, many people have met the eldest young master of the Huo family.
Especially that face, which is at least 70% similar to Mr. Huo.
Even the look on his face when he looked at them was almost the same as Mr. Huo's.
"It turns out to be Master Huo!"
"Is this the daughter adopted by Mr. Huo? She's so cute!"
Huo Sijin's expression was light and polite, neither cold nor hot, neither salty nor bland.
Zaizai had been responding very obediently, and would praise the other person from time to time, but the little guy hadn't had a good rest, and now his eyelids began to droop.
When Wang Song saw that Zaizai was obviously sleepy, he quickly spoke out.
"Zai Zai is sleepy, please give in and let the little guy go home and rest."
Who dares to stop this?
After all, this little chubby kid is someone who even the head of the Xuanmen family, Mr. Mo, would call out "little aunt".
Before leaving, Huo Sijing looked at everyone.
"Zai Zai is only three and a half years old, and she is an innocent and lively age. All of us in the Huo family hope that she will grow up carefree, happy, and peacefully, so if you can handle the video in your hands, you can handle it yourself. If If it can't be handled well, you can leave it to our Huo family."
The reporters all nodded: "Don't worry, Master Huo, we will definitely handle it well."
"Yeah!"
…
Huo Sijin carried Zaizai and Wang Song through the crowd and entered the elevator. The elevator door quickly closed.
The moment the elevator door closed, the elevator door next to it opened.
Chen Dong rushed out of the elevator sweating profusely.
"Where is Mr. Ming? Where is Mr. Ming?"
He guarded the opponent for a whole day that day, but fell short. It was rare to see him on TV today, and he had to come and arrest him.
