Chapter 252
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Seeing that he had turned on his phone, Han Feng sneered and walked to the side to make a phone call.
The call was picked up quickly, and Han Feng said in a low voice, "Master Lu, don't worry about this. I promise that he will be so tired every day that he won't be able to think about anything else!"
The man called Master Lu laughed. "Alright. Let him know that if he wants to be in the eSports industry, he needs my permission."
"Yes."
In the hotel.
After hanging up, Ning Meng went to take a shower and lay on the bed to give Han Meilin a call.
She picked up quickly and asked, "How is God?"
Ning Meng answered honestly, "He looks very tired. He doesn't seem to be well."
Han Meilin sighed. "This kid … He always calls me to tell me that he's safe. His mother passed away when he was very young. When I brought him here, he was already six years old. His whole body was covered in injuries, and he was not close to me. Sigh … "
Ning Meng was stunned and asked, "What about God's father?"
Han Meilin scolded, "Since he has a stepmother, he will have a stepfather! After my sister passed away, he brought his mistress and illegitimate son into the family. As for God, he either beat or scolded him. If I hadn't noticed the scars on his body, I wouldn't have known that I had severed ties with his family when I took God away … "
Ning Meng was shocked and angry. "How could he do that?!"
God was just a kid at that time!
Han Meilin sighed. "Not every father is like Ning Wentao."
Ning Meng nodded in agreement.
Han Meilin spoke again, "Meng Meng, can you go and have a look? I'm really worried."
Ning Meng was straightforward. "Sure. The director just called me and asked me to meet him tomorrow afternoon. I'll go and have a look in the morning."
After hanging up, Ning Meng lay on the bed. The more she thought about God, the more she felt sorry for him.
It was not pity, it was heartache.
He was always smiling and had his own pride. He did not need anyone's pity, and he never acted pitiful.
She fell asleep while thinking about this.
In the club.
It was six o 'clock in the morning. After staying up all night, God was dizzy and could not see the screen clearly.
It was probably hypoglycemia.
He stood up, intending to eat something, but his vision went black and he fainted in front of the computer desk.
When the team manager saw this, he called out to the team leader, Han Feng. "He's running a fever. I think it's around 39 degrees. Should we send him to the hospital?"
Han Feng's eyes were cold. After making a call, he asked, "Young Master Lu, what do we do now?"
The person on the other side sneered and said, "Isn't it good that your brain is fried? Send him back to his room first. Keep an eye on him and make sure he doesn't die. I'll go over and take a look at his miserable state. "
"Alright."
Ning Meng got up and had her breakfast. After saying goodbye to Li Shiyao, she headed to the club.
However, today was different from yesterday. After knocking on the door, the team manager refused to let her see anyone no matter what she said. "This is a club. Our team members have to train every day, understand? If you come here every day, it will affect them. "
Ning Meng frowned. "I just want to see him."
"I said I won't let you in, so I won't let you in!"
Ning Meng felt that something was amiss.
At the same time, the bodyguard, Stephen, reported Ning Meng's whereabouts to Huo Beichen. "The missus has been stopped outside. She looks very angry."
When Lord Chen heard that she had gone to look for God early in the morning, his voice turned cold. "Protect the missus and rush in!"
"Yes."
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