Zhou Xiaoyu smiled and pretended to be nothing.

Not long.

When the two left, Xia Fan followed quietly.

All the way to Fubo City.

When Zhou Xiaoyu and Dou Hongying walked hand in hand on the street to Xia Fan’s residential courtyard, a gentle voice suddenly rang in their ears.

"Uncle Asheng!"

Zhou Xiaoyu reacted very quickly and immediately looked in the sound.

When she saw Xia Fan's familiar figure with white hair, she immediately rushed over.

"Okay, I'm so big, so pay attention in public."

Xia Fan rubbed Zhou Xiaoyu's hair.

"The little woman Dou Hongying has met her uncle."

At this time.

Dou Hongying came to him with a tribute and greeted him.

"Hello, I heard Xiaoyu talk about you before."

Xia Fan nodded at her with a smile, and then turned his gaze back to Zhou Xiaoyu.

"Xiaoyu, this is not a place to talk, let's change the place."

"Okay uncle!"

Zhou Xiaoyu responded with a mouthful, then pulled Dou Hongying's hand.

"Don't be restrained by Hongying, Uncle Asheng is a very good person."

"Um."

Dou Hongying said softly with a soft and quiet look.

But her eyes often kept quietly observing Xia Fan without any trace.

How could he be here?!

Didn’t the contact person say that he was suspected to have died at Zang Tao’s hands?
Chapter completed!