Chapter 133: I Trust Him: Helping You Is Helping Me
"What Yi Shao said is that he saw her alone on the rooftop and felt very pitiful, so she gave her a coat to put on. But she didn't expect that it would cause so many troubles."
Feng Xiaoyu looked at him, still smiling as softly as the spring breeze. He looked at You'er from the corner of his eye. It was because of her that Nangong Yi would help him! According to his temper, he would not hurt him even more.
I have to thank God, I never thought he would help him.
"But many people believe that seeing is believing. Look at them, they all seem to think it is the truth. Fengdian, you can be fooled by such a shoddy frame-up method. I used to think highly of you, but this matter is going to make people
Let’s investigate it carefully.”
Nangong Yi glanced at the crowd with his peripheral vision, his disgust undisguised. These fools, couldn't they see such a simple thing? And Feng Xiaoyu, such a shoddy crime method could also deceive him.
Treating him as his strongest opponent really disappoints him.
"What Yi Shao said is that I will definitely have people investigate this matter thoroughly."
As soon as Feng Xiaoyu finished speaking, dozens of bodyguards in black suits walked out from the front, walked respectfully to Feng Xiaoyu, and lined up neatly in two lines.
"Master——"
Feng Xiaoyu nodded slightly, indicating that she understood.
Soon, everything on the rooftop was tidied up, and the group of boring idiots were cleared away, and then they disappeared from sight under the escort of bodyguards.
There was a strong wind on the rooftop, and my son forgot to put on his coat when he came out. At this moment, the cold wind blew, and he shivered, and he shrank into Nangong Yi's arms.
"Is it cold?"
Nangong Yi's magnetic voice sounded above her head, and he gently took off his coat and put it on for her.
"Bingshan, thank you."
You'er said in a low voice, she knew that he had been helping Madman just now, was it because of herself? Does she have such a high influence on Bingshan?
"Yu Yishan, you are mine, and to help you is to help myself. Since I am helping myself, why not help me!"
Nangong Yi said coolly, thinking that he had found a good excuse, so he said it very confidently.
A gust of wind blew by, but the cold feeling just now disappeared. You'er didn't say anything. She buried her head deeply into his chest and hugged his waist tightly. She was moved from the bottom of her heart. He was always like this, never letting go of his care.
In words, he always tries to help her in different ways, and has to find all kinds of bad excuses to deny it, like an awkward child.