In the car, Yan Qingyu turned his head and looked at Wen Jiujiu several times in disbelief, "You are actually a woman? And you are so young. The most important thing is that you seem to be an actor. I seem to have seen your interviews.
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"So?" Wen Jiujiu lowered her eyes, looked at her phone and sent a few messages, then raised her head and glanced at Yan Qingyu, "Xiao Hei, didn't you say you are a middle-aged man in his forties?
Are you a little brat pretending to be a middle-aged man with me?"
"Hey, after all, it's not real on the Internet!" Yan Qingyu said with a smile, "We're even. Well, boss, what should I call you?"
"My real name is Wen Jiujiu." Wen Jiujiu said, "Send me to Huo Mingyan. I want to talk to him about something."
"Huo Mingyan?" Yan Qingyu was startled, "The Huo family? Are you going to the Huo family at this time?"
"I'm in a bit of trouble. I went late and I'm afraid I won't be able to make it in time." Wen Jiujiu said thoughtfully.
"Okay. But I heard that Huo Mingyan has disabled legs and a terrible temper. What do you want to talk to him about?"
"Children should not ask questions about adults' matters."
"Sister Jiujiu, you're not much older than me, are you?"
"Drive your car..."
An hour later.
Wen Jiujiu stood at the door of the Huo family's old house. She asked Yan Qingyu to go first, "Xiao Hei, you go first. I'll treat you to dinner later."
"Sister Jiujiu, are you okay alone? The Huo family has a really bad temper. The two biggest devils in Qicheng are Fu Sichen and Huo Mingyan. Fu Sichen has only become particularly crazy in the past five years.
Yes, but Huo Mingyan is said to have had disabled legs since he was a child, so he has been a crazy critic since he was a child... I always feel that he is very scary, and talking to him is also very dangerous."
Yan Qingyu looked at Wen Jiujiu's frail body and still felt uneasy.
"It's late at night, in case anyone feels angry to get up..."
"No, I can treat his legs." Wen Jiujiu said, "You can go."
Wen Jiujiu came forward and looked at the gate, "I want to see Huo Mingyan. Please let me know. I can treat his legs."
"Who are you?" Mengang was confused and looked at Wen Jiujiu twice. She looked a little embarrassed because she had run away.
"Someone who can treat your husband's leg." Wen Jiujiu said with a slightly cold face, "Please let me know. If you miss the treatment for your husband's leg, what do you think will happen to your husband?"
Ten minutes later, Wen Jiujiu entered Huo's house.
In the bright hall, a handsome and sinister man is sitting in a wheelchair. His face is a bit sickly pale, and his hair is brown. Although he is obviously sitting in a wheelchair, it gives people the illusion that he is very tall.
When a person is born, he carries a strong oppressive force.
"Hello, Mr. Huo."
Wen Jiujiu spoke in a neither humble nor overbearing tone, and at the same time she glanced at the Huo family's house. It was indeed luxurious, and he was indeed a man on par with Fu Sichen.
"I want to ask you a favor." Wen Jiujiu said directly.
"I heard that you can heal my legs. Why did you ask for my help when you saw me?" Huo Mingyan chuckled, but his eyes were cold and murderous.
"I can indeed treat your legs." Wen Jiujiu said, "I can help you treat your legs, but I also need you to do me a favor."
"What are you busy with?" Huo Mingyan asked interestingly.
"I need your protection. You are the only one in the city who can compete with Fu Sichen. I have a grudge against Fu Sichen, and I would like to ask you to help protect a few people." Wen Jiujiu said, "If you don't mind, it's best.
I can pretend to be my boyfriend."
"Oh?" Huo Mingyan's eyes cooled down, and he looked at Wen Jiujiu interestingly, "I remembered, are you Wen Jiujiu? Fu Sichen's wife? You're not dead? Oh, Fu Sichen has been
Si Chen, this crazy guy, has done a lot of earth-shattering things, but I didn’t expect that you didn’t die.”