Chapter 303: Qin Lan's Sick Prisoner
Chapter 303
Because the website that publishes this message also has its own voice in the circle, it is generally eight that break out. Nine is not far from ten.
The point is that people just refer to it as suspicious and small flowers.
But soon, someone picked up Song porcelain.
- No, I don't believe it, it won't be Sister Porcelain, my Sister Porcelain is so handsome, it must not be her.
- I don't admit it, God wouldn't be so cruel and take away such a beautiful face.
- Enough upstairs, everyone is dead, you just care about that face.
- Heh, is this a death of strength? It's good to die.
As soon as these words came out, they were overwhelmed by the tide of the Internet.
There was a lot of uproar on the Internet, but there was no official news.
Su Yichuan was about to go crazy, he was Song Ci's agent.
But now there is a lot of uproar on the Internet, but he can't even find anyone from Song Ci.
Three hours have passed, and Song Ci's phone can't get through at all.
In desperation, he had to drive to Song Ci's house.
But after knocking on the door for a long time, only a meowing cat popped out.
"Song porcelain, Song porcelain."
He shouted twice in his voice, but instead of calling Song Ci, he called a vehicle that braked sharply.
Thorn -
As soon as the car stopped, a somewhat flustered middle-aged woman got out of the car, and Su Yichuan recognized it at a glance, this woman was Qin Lan.
Qin Lan, who was still glamorous yesterday, was a little embarrassed at the moment, and behind Qin Lan was Luo Jinsheng.
When Qin Lan saw Su Yichuan, she rushed over and grabbed his arm.
"Have you seen Xiao Porcelain?"
Su Yichuan was a little stunned.
"Qin, Ms. Qin......"
Qin Lan suddenly shouted sharply: "What about the little porcelain, let me ask you what about my little porcelain, what about my little porcelain." ”
Luo Jinsheng stepped forward to stop Qin Lan: "Mom, don't worry, Xiao Ci is fine, I'll knock on the door, I'll knock on the door." ”
Su Yichuan raised his hand: "That, I knocked on the door." ”
Qin Lan instantly fell into madness: "She's at home, she's definitely at home, sure." ”
Qin Lan saw the news in the morning, others may not recognize the car, but she recognized it, she specially went to identify Leng Hanyi's car before Song Ci left, and the car was the one that burned on the viaduct.
Stimulated by the photo, Qin Lan's illness, which had been stable for a long time, relapsed again.
She definitely can't accept losing Song Ci again, and the whole person is crazy and irrational.
Su Yichuan felt that his arm was about to be removed by Qin Lan, and he sighed and howled, even if Luo Jinsheng came forward to consol him, it would have no effect.
Qin Lan didn't believe it, and finally let go of Su Yichuan, "I don't believe it, Xiao Ci clearly said that she was going home yesterday, she won't lie to me, she will definitely not lie to her mother." ”
In the end, the door did not open, leaving such an unremarkable alley unobtrusive with rare people.
Didi –
An army green jeep stopped at the mouth of the alley, and the photo was white, and two men wearing armed police uniforms got down from it, and the two quickly walked to Qin Lan and Luo Jinsheng.
"Luo Shao."
Luo Jinsheng looked at the two of them, and then glanced at the car in the distance, and there were still a few people in the car.
Luo Yi frowned, looking at Qin Lan's eyes a little distressed, but he secretly gritted his teeth.
"Leng Hanyi, you rabbit cub, see how I'm going to clean you up later."
With the help of the two brothers, Qin Lan and Luo Jinsheng were easily sent to the military jeep in front.
As soon as she got into the car, Qin Lan was still struggling, but she was stopped and hugged by someone.
"Let go of me, I'm going to find my little porcelain, let go of me."
Luo Yi hugged Qin Lan, and when Luo Jinsheng got into the car, he spoke.
"Drive."
Then he stretched out his hand to comfort Qin Lan: "Don't worry, I'll take you to her now, she's fine, our child is fine." ”
In this case, the only one who can stabilize Qin Lan is Luo Yi.