After marrying a sick CEO, I cured him

Han Zhuo just glanced at the manager lightly, but the pressure brought by that glance made the manager shut his mouth instantly and looked at Sang Mo with some worry.

Is this kid really in trouble?

The agent knew about the recent events on the Internet, and also knew that there was news that Sang Mo was related to this matter, so the agent specifically asked Sang Mo about this.

But Sang Mo said no, it was all rumors, and he felt relieved.

But now someone has come to the door, and the agent is starting to feel a little uneasy no matter what he says.

Approaching Sang Mo, the manager asked him in a low voice: "Are you hiding something from me?"

Sang Mo raised his eyes and glanced at his manager, his twinkling eyes said everything.

The manager was speechless on the spot, frowning and wanting to say something else, when Sang Mo said, "You go out first, I'll talk to him alone."

Finally, the manager looked at Han Zhuo and walked out worriedly.

In an instant, only Sang Mo and Han Zhuo were left in the room. Han Zhuo poured himself a glass of water. Sang Mo swallowed and looked at him: "How did you find this place?"

He thought he was careful enough, but he didn't expect someone to know his whereabouts and be able to accurately identify the house number.

Han Zhuo smiled slightly: "This entire territory belongs to me. It's not difficult to find someone."

Hearing this, Sang Mo was a little surprised.

It seems that Han Zhuo's identity is not simple.

He frowned and asked tentatively: "Did you contact me before?"

The first time someone contacted him and asked him to meet Fangran, he was given conditions, which were quite attractive to him.

But if he takes the initiative to admit his love, his future will be affected, and he may never be able to turn around. After thinking about it again and again, Sang Mo is still unwilling to take the risk.

But he didn't expect that since he could find himself once, he could find himself a second time.

Han Zhuo put down the cup and shook his head slightly, "No, but my purpose is the same."

Sang Mo just breathed a sigh of relief, and then he picked it up again.

He frowned and looked at Han Zhuo in confusion, "I want to know, what is your relationship with that blogger named Fang Ran?"

Even though everything is like this, I still don't give up and want to find him. It's obvious that this matter has already been like that among the public.

Hearing this, Han Zhuo hesitated.

What is their relationship?

Han Zhuo also wanted to find an opportunity to ask Fangran this question.

"This is not a problem you should worry about. Tell me, what will it take for you to explain this matter?"

Sang Mo was a little nervous. He didn't know how to answer Han Zhuo's question.

After thinking about it, he said: "You also know that my fans don't want to know that I am in love. If I take the initiative to admit it, I may not be able to survive in the entertainment industry in the future."

Once his personality collapses and fans don't buy it, he has no chance.

So Sang Mo couldn't admit that this was related to his future.

Han Zhuo's eyes narrowed slightly, and a mocking smile hung on his lips.

Then he tilted his head slightly, with a sneer in his eyes, "I'm not here to listen to your complaints. I don't care at all how you think about it. What I care about is whether I can explain this matter clearly."

Sang Mo lowered his head and gritted his teeth, "I can't say."

Han Zhuo clenched his hands slightly and said patiently, "I'll make conditions."

Sang Mo stared at him and pursed his lips: "This is not a conditional matter. I really can't say it. If I say it, my future will be ruined."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound of something breaking.

Sang Mo looked at the teacup on the ground and was a little scared.

Han Zhuo's expression was ugly, his voice was low, and his eyes were like saws: "Your future is important, isn't Fangran's reputation important? You did it, so don't act like a victim to me again. "

If it had been before, Han Zhuo would have just gone up and beat this guy up to vent his anger.

But he is here to solve the problem now, and he needs to be calm enough.

Sang Mo was silent for a moment, thought about it, and finally stood up and said to Han Zhuo: "It is true that we did something wrong in this matter, but who made it happen to her? I can't help you in this matter... What do you want to do!"

Before Sang Mo finished speaking, Han Zhuo couldn't hold back the anger in his heart when he heard the words "bad luck". He went up and grabbed Sang Mo's collar, startling him.

The agent heard the commotion inside and hurriedly opened the door and came in. When he saw the situation in front of him, he was so frightened that he could not speak.

The next second he called for someone. After Han Zhuo heard the voice, he turned around and looked at him coldly and ignored him.

He held up Sang Mo's collar and punched him in the corner of the mouth, causing Sang Mo to scream in pain.

Han Zhuo was not going to let go, so he kicked him hard in the stomach again, "Say it again, do you admit it or not?"

Sang Mo didn't expect that Han Zhuo, who seemed harmless to humans and animals, would actually take action. He frowned and did not answer Han Zhuo's words.

Seeing this, Han Zhuo punched him again, causing stars to pop out of his eyes.

After the manager called someone, he saw Sang Mo being beaten like this and hurriedly went to stop him, "If there is anything we need to discuss, please don't do anything."

Sang Mo has filming to do in two days, so it's definitely not okay to do it like this.

Han Zhuo pretended not to hear and punched him again, "If you don't admit it, I will hit you until you think you can stop."

Sang Mo was about to cry and said to the manager next to him: "Why are you still standing here? Call the police!"

The manager was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. Seeing Han Zhuo's situation, it was too late to call the police, so he had to stabilize him first, "What do you want him to recognize?"

The agent knew nothing about Sang Mo and Liang Ke's relationship.

Han Zhuo raised an eyebrow and looked at him, "Is it useful to tell you?"

Agent: "I am his agent, so telling me is of course useful. I don't care about him. Let's stop talking first?"

Hearing this, Han Zhuo glanced at Sang Mo. His handsome face was now injured and his hair was messed up. He looked embarrassed and funny.

Han Zhuo let go of him and threw him to the sofa beside him like he was discarding an object.

Reaching out to straighten his cuffs, Han Zhuo looked at his manager: "Ask him to send a letter of apology and admit his relationship with Liang Ke."

The manager immediately went to check on Sang Mo and was heartbroken to see his face beaten like this.

After hearing what Han Zhuo said, he felt a little dull.

He looked at Sang Mo, who felt guilty when she looked at him.

The manager felt that something was wrong and asked in a trembling voice: "Really the recent events have something to do with you? You and Liang Ke?"

His head suddenly felt as if it had been exploded, and the agent felt a buzzing in his ears.

Seeing that the matter could no longer be concealed, Sang Mo nodded.

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Isn't this true? He must be dreaming?

Han Zhuo sat down and said quietly: "It seems that you were also deceived. He didn't even tell you such an important thing."

The agent felt that he was just like those melon-eating netizens who were jumping up and down in the melon fields a few days ago. After a brief shock, he regained his senses.

If this matter is true, then if Sang Mo takes the initiative to admit it, it will be a pit of fire for him.

He single-handedly brought Sang Mo out, and now he has a good career. No matter what his manager said, he would not let Sang Mo admit the matter.