Chapter Forty-Nine: Follow the Mao
Ying Hanche outside the door had his hands pinned behind him by the bodyguards, and he could only watch the closed door.
The blood on his face faded clean, and the whole person trembled slightly.
Ying Yao...... Ying Yao......
He called her name countless times in his heart, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something, so that he could not make a sound.
He gritted his teeth, his face was distorted unwillingly, his eyes were on fire, and his emotions were like a crater about to erupt, ready to burn everything at any time.
His hands clenched into fists, feeling the torment of time every minute.
But in just a moment, the door of the ward was suddenly opened, and Leng Mochen was surrounded by cold air, "Drive him away for me." ”
"As for the one inside, I'll send it back to Nianxi Villa later."
"Yes." Qin Jianchu replied respectfully.
Waiting for Leng Mochen's figure to go away, Qin Jianchu let go of Ying Hanche, "Mr. Ying, please." ”
Ying Hanche rubbed his wrist and was about to return to the ward.
There was a stiff arm in front of him, and Qin Jianchu kindly reminded: "Mr. Ying, you should have seen it, Leng Shao didn't bully Miss Ying just now." At this time, if you go in again, I'm afraid it will be unpleasant. ”
Ying Hanche glared at Qin Jianchu.
"Even if Mr. Ying is not afraid, please consider it for Miss Ying from Miss Ying's point of view." Qin Jian's first point is here.
Ying Hanche understood what he meant, he was not Leng Mochen's opponent now, and if he went in to find Ying Yao again, even if he was concerned, he would inevitably attract Leng Mochen's dissatisfaction.
His hand clenched into a fist, but it was still released.
Ying Hanche glanced at the door again and left unwillingly.
Lin Xiaoxi in the room curled up in the corner, carefully arranging her clothes.
It didn't take long for the door to be knocked on by Qin Jianchu, "Miss Ying, are you ready?" ”
Lin Xiaoxi's hair was scattered in front of her eyes, blocking her vision.
She hung her head slightly, her body and mind chilled, as if she was trapped in an endless ice cellar.
Unable to wait for her response, Qin Jianchu called two nurses, and when the two went in and saw that Lin Xiaoxi was dressed, they helped her pack her things.
"Miss Ying, please come back to the villa with me." Qin Jianchu used a consultative tone.
Lin Xiaoxi glanced at him lightly and walked forward silently.
When she arrived at the villa, Lin Xiaoxi looked blankly at the empty villa being filled with anti-theft windows, and even the corners of the table were protected by protective measures.
Lin Xiaoxi suddenly felt funny, Leng Mochen was afraid that she would commit suicide again.
She sat down on the couch to herself.
Qin Jian Chu stood for a long time and did not leave, "Miss Ying, some words, from me, may not be appropriate, but Leng Shao still cares about you very much." ”
Lin Xiaoxi snorted coldly, full of mockery.
Qin Jianchu sighed, "Has Miss Ying ever raised small animals?" ”
Lin Xiaoxi frowned, not understanding what Qin Jianchu meant by not being in the village and not in the back of the store.
"Just follow the hair." Qin Jianchu prompted, "In this way, Miss Ying's life will be better." ”
Lin Xiaoxi's apricot eyes widened and blinked dryly.
Is he asking her to curry favor with Leng Mochen?
And then he'll be open to himself?
The words have been said clearly enough, Qin Jianchu no longer lingered and left.
Lin Xiaoxi sat on the sofa blankly.
Since he asked her to come to the villa, he wouldn't let her leave.
Lin Xiaoxi turned on the TV, and it didn't matter what was being screened.
At night, there was a sound of brakes outside the house, Leng Mochen came back, as soon as he entered the house, he took Lin Xiaoxi as air and went straight to the study.