Billionaire's Reborn Baby
Chapter 1021 Guard D (3)

The female host said quickly, "Let us replay it in slow motion."

There were two big screens on the stage, one real-time, and one for slow playback.

At this moment, everyone was focused on the big screen that was playing back in slow motion. They saw Guard D sneak into the enemy's creep field alone and was chased by five enemy heroes. As a result, he turned back to fight while running. When there was no blood, he would kill the creep. Soon, several enemy heroes were beaten by him half-dead. The five enemy heroes did not expect him to dare to fight alone.

When Guard D suddenly turned back, the five almost had no time to escape and died in succession.

That shocked everyone present, including several teammates next to him.

When the yellow-haired boy saw this scene, he directly turned to Guard D and shouted, "Awesome, my brother! You are candy in the future!"

Guard D said, "Thank you. My master's dog is also called Candy."

Yellow hair, "Damn it! You will be my father in the future!"

Guard D was speechless.

"What the fuck are you talking about! Stealing the turret!" The fat boy shouted, and the others rushed. When the enemy hero was resurrected, the game was over.

Emily was shocked. In the end, she saw everyone standing up and shouting something. She even grabbed the arm of the Lord Top and asked, "Who won?"

The Lord Top smiled and said, "Your bodyguard won."

"Really?" Emily was still in disbelief.

When Guard D went on stage, he was still playing with his keyboard. No one expected that he would actually win.

Randy was also surprised. After all, Guard D's team was against professional players.

The host gave the award to Guard D and the other five. He also gave Guard D an MVP gift bag. When Guard D was about to leave, the blonde-haired man and the other three surrounded him, wanting to add his game friend.

When Emily told Stephanie about it, Stephanie could not help but laugh.

"Where about Randy and the others? Did they win?" Stephanie asked with a smile.

"First place." Emily lay on the bed. The collar of the bathrobe loosened, revealing her neck inside. Stephanie suddenly leaned in front of the camera and took a look.

Emily lowered her head. She coughed lightly and wrapped the bathrobe tightly.

"You haven't gone back yet?" Emily asked.

Stephanie stood up and began to clean up the office. "I'll go right away."

At the end of December, although it had not snowed yet, it was as cold as hail.

There was still a heater in the room, but the outside was so cold.

Stephanie wrapped her scarf around her neck in three layers. Then she put on her gloves and greeted the front desk. She stepped on her Martin boots and walked out. Recently, she did not wear high heels. It was cold recently. When she saw someone fall at the door with a bloody head, she did not dare to wear high heels anymore.

The Martin boots were the ones she liked recently. They could keep her warm.

Harold was standing under a tree at the door. As long as Stephanie came out, she could see him. Stephanie walked over and was about to greet him when she saw a man standing at the door.

She saw the man's face.

John.

How long had passed?

From the month that they broke up, about half a year had passed.

She had spent an entire half-year forgetting him, and she thought that she would never feel sad, but she still could not control herself.

"It's been a while," John spoke. He was still a gentleman, with a hint of fatigue on his face.

When he rushed back from abroad overnight, he was in such a state before.

That would make one's heartache.

It was John who lied to her, but why did she feel heartache?

Stephanie thought that she was insane. She pinched her palm hard and walked around John. She could not stay any longer. She might pounce into his arms.

John reached out and pulled her, "Stephanie..."

Stephanie suddenly shook him off and staggered towards where Harold was. When Harold heard the noise, he turned around and was immediately pounced on by Stephanie. "Take me away..."

He heard Stephanie's trembling voice.

Harold looked up and saw John, who was sizing him up.