Temporary Bodyguard
Chapter 93, Snow (17)
Gao Zhaizhen breathed and hysterested, and it didn't seem to think that Gao Yu will say so. Outlook for a few steps, came back, like a lion in the cage, anger and angry: "When the thing, I have explained all the informed people, I don't want to tell you. Which Wang Ba is doing, I am I found out that his skin! "
Gao Yusheng asked: "Why don't you tell me?"
Gao Father stopped: "You are in this year, it is hard to be good, then tell you that I have to be sick."
Gao Yuxi looked at the father who had a rough gas, and if there was a sister next to him: "People who send photos, probably I want me to make a disease. But I am early, just curious ...... "
"Dad will find clear," Gao Zheze interrupted the words of high rain, "You have a sick, don't control these." Said, glanced at the babbleman standing on the bedside.
Yan Chen was seen inexplicably, and he was half-talented. His "employee" is present, and it is not good.
"He is not outsiders," Gao Yuzhen suddenly understood the father's meaning, pursued, "I want to know how my mother is dead."
For the pair of calm eyes, I saw the high Zhuze who used the usipe wind and waves, and I sighed back to the sofa and sighed: "It's all the things that the workers die, and now investigate It doesn't matter. The mine there is early in the mine there. You can't find something. "
"Have you participated?" Gao Yuyi as if he didn't hear this persuade, staring at his father.
I didn't think of this! When they accident, they were already couples, why Ye Rong was dead, but the Gao is safe? For so many years, I can don't mention the words of Gao Yujun. In order to protect the child, still losses?
However, the high Zhenze did not reveal any freckles, and did not hesitate: "I will have been involved. I tried to save your mother, selling the old house in my home, giving those people lost money."
"No, in order to give your mother, I can't afford it." Gao Wen listened, cold voice inserted.
At that time, her legs had not recovered, and every day in hell-like rehabilitation training, it was full of hatred. When people have fierce feelings, memories are particularly good. She is clear about what happened at the time. I clearly remember that my father sold her house, I also clearly remember that the money took it to the woman.
Gao Yusheng did not believe, there was no expression: "You just haven't recovered, you can't wear a property."
This is also true, but the high home is not poor enough to buy the prosthetic. At that time, he returned to the high home, and his family was still a luxury home, and it was also several times better than him in the Mining Bureau.
Gao Zheze originally thought that her daughter helped him testify, and they did not stop it, and they were so unreliable. With the explanation of pig teammates, he made a discount when he had a crisis, and it would be doubtful.
I have to say a few words, so I have proved my own innocent: "I have lost a few million people, I have already sailed it, but those people have returned, and they will come to the money. Even threatening to kidnap you. I am afraid that you will hide you. "
There is no culture in the miners, they are listening to the lead. Millions of millions of fifteen years ago, it is very valuable, enough to seal the mouth of the trouble. It is natural to take the lead to buy it. Who knows those people collect money, only a few days, then appear.
It's not easy to say that it is not flat, and endless entanglement will make Ye Rong collapsed.
The high rain is silent, and it seems to judge the true and false father's words.
Take millions ... Leading miners ...
Qi Chen suddenly remembered the two unlucky eggs that were robbed by them.
The young boy robbed the tiger brother, and the robbery was a bus car from the provincial city back to Wutong County. These two people have a big bag of drums, and they are nervous, and they are very different from other passengers. They directly dragged the car. There are hundreds of thousands of cash in the backpack, as well as two snow gold ore.
I have been guessing, and the scorpions they might be a gambling person. Now it seems that they may be a worker who takes the lead. After all, the merchants of gambling stone are very rich, and they will not be life for this money. And if it is the compensation given by Gao Zhenze, the two people fight against the dead.
It's low to look at the high rain, and it is more than a mouthful of "scorpion".
Gao Yuyi is a slight, obviously, I have already thought of this: "So my mother jumped out?"
Gao Zhenze sighed: "She has always been such a stubborn woman, eight horses are not coming back, Dad can't help you."
For this father's pair of filial piety in front of me, the high feelings, the high smells can see the fast vomiting: "It seems that the heroes are generous to die. Earn a bad money, it will be retribution."
Yan Chen ranked: "Miss Gao, pay attention to your words."
"Hey!" I haven't waited for the high rain, and the high Zoom is already slapped, and I directly hit the high-level face. A high-quality sister who has exquisite makeup, and it is red in his face, and it is unbelievable to see his father.
Gao Zheze is cold and open-eyed daughter: "The mother of the rain is also your mother, is you talking about people?"
It is more than 30 years old, but also in the face of other people, this is a high proud big lady how to get it. Gao Wen Zheng raised his hand and covered his face and his eyes were red, widened his eyes: "But it's a small three, what mother! I don't admit it!"
I heard the "small three" remarks, Gao Yusheng suddenly tightened the body, and was held by Qi Chen, and did not let him mess. It is difficult to use the pain in pain, you can't make trouble. I feel that the body is slightly shaking, slipping to him on the back.
"You shut up!" Gao Zheze is full of red.
"I am wrong? If you are hooked with Ye Rong, can my mother get a serious illness?" Gao Wenzheng seems to be played, the mouth is not covered.
"Gao Wen Zheng!" Gao Father called her surname, and she was relieved.
Gao Wen Zheng will not stand in the same place, etc. It is your best son, and how it is dead! "