Billionaire’s Reborn Baby

Billionaire’s Reborn Baby Chapter 117

“Ouch…” Noah pulled back his arm. “Be gentle, Christy.”

Christy pressed the disinfectant cotton ball on his forearm, “You deserve it! What were you thinking? You think you’re a Superman? You jumped out of the car! The person in the car didn’t hurt you, why did you jump out of the car?”

“Weren’t I worried that he fell in love with me and took me home?” Noah blew his arm, because when he jumped out of the car, his arm acted as a cushion, but was hurt by a rock and a large piece of skin was rubbed off.

“I’m so worried, but you still have the mood to joke!” Christy patted him angrily.

“Alright, alright. Didn’t I come back safe and sound?” Noah opened his arms to her. His other forearm was injured, so he just raised it up and said, “Come here, and give me a hug.”

Christy avoided his injured forearm and hugged his neck. “We did it.”

Noah was silent for a moment and he said, “No, one person died.”

“What I’m talking about is this.” Christy let go of him and took out her mobile phone. On the front page of the news, there was a breaking news-Shocking! People in a Party in City Y Were Arrested! What Happened?

After clicking on it, one could see that this news was only a gossip. The author did not know the real situation and listed all the reasons for his suspicion of them being arrested. However, in the comments, there was a revelation: There was******. One had to pay to watch it.

Almost every minute, three to five people clicked on it. Christy also paid for it. She indifferently looked at it. “This is the second time. Can the police dig out where they live?”

“Who knows?” Noah took a puff of his cigarette and lay on the sofa. He stared at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling and thought absentmindedly.

“Don’t think too much. If we hadn’t gone, none of them would have been saved.” Christy continued to pick up ointment and apply it on his forearm. Then, she took out a bandage and wrapped it around his forearm gently.

“I was just thinking that that person might interfere.” Noah exhaled white smoke, his broken eyebrows were twisted, and Ferne’s face appeared in his mind.

“You mean the owner of the Dalton Hotel?” Christy looked at him unhappily, “So, why are you taking off your mask?”

Noah flicked his cigarette butt and said, “I am thinking that if I go to his hotel next time, I will get a free treat.”

“Get lost.” Christy left.

in this thing, even though she was already a

knew that he was afraid what happened ten years ago would

uninjured arm. “I know you want to catch all of them in one go. Don’t worry, I’m just

looked at him in

his fingers, “Ferne, our next

stuck to the wall and hidden under the curtains. If one looked carefully, one could tell that it was not a leaf, but

of the pavilion because it had turned on the phone with Emily earlier. As

raised his head from the blanket and felt at a loss when he heard a familiar name. He

stunned for a moment, and then he turned up the female voice he

seemed to have

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had been punched-Marquise was in the hospital. Someone had lured away the bodyguard at the entrance and punched Marquise who was

the surveillance

recorded the entire process of Eliot getting off the car and being beaten. Of

History repeated itself.

black-clothed man, so he

evening two days later when Emily saw

old men came in, they forgot to teach their students. Instead, they were immersed

remembered all the words the three old men had argued about. Regardless of whether they were useful or not, she remembered them first. She would think about them at

for a picture to be

men was jealous of him in

good at

table! He’s not afraid that his blood sugar gets

“He doesn’t have diabetes…”

so angry! Look at him in the picture,

in your painting. Is his skin so

he is indeed aging best among three

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