Chapter 23: Malicious Thoughts

Gong Qiao, who was standing on the side with a gloomy face, lowered his eyes and walked towards Su Yu, who was covered in blood.

"No, I didn't ......" Su Yu's face was bloodless, and he stumbled back to the window, "I didn't do anything to her!" ”

"Isn't that called?" Gong Qiao's clean and slender fingers gently lifted Miaoyu's little face, and the slightly feminine handsome face approached, and the pity in his eyes flashed.

I can't bear to let a girl look dirty and embarrassed, not to mention the person on the tip of her heart!

"Yes...... She made me do it! Su Yu pointed to Song Yunwen behind Gong Qiao.

Compared with Chi Beiyan, who has an unfathomable background, she seems to be more afraid of Gong Qiao, who was gentle and elegant in the past, but is cold-blooded and violent at the moment.

"......" Song Yunwen was stunned, looked at Chi Beiyan in a panic with teary eyes, and shook her head helplessly, "No, Brother Beiyan, it's not me ......"

"You made the call, you made an appointment, my sister and I made it like this in order to help you solve the trouble, you can't die without help!" Su Yu, who was bleeding nonstop, was close to collapse physically and mentally, shaking and kneeling limply.

"I didn't, I didn't......" Song Yunwen's little hand was cold, and she timidly grabbed Chi Beiyan's arm, "You believe me, it's really not ......"

"Let it go." Chi Beiyan glanced at her coldly, and his voice was indifferent.

"......" Song Yunwen looked at him, tears gushing out silently, but she couldn't say a word.

"Take everyone away." Chi Beiyan was cold, unwilling to look at her again, and strode around with Miaoyu in his arms.

In the huge factory, dozens of sturdy and straight black-clothed people brushed their chins together, "Yes, young master." ”

"I really don't know what's going on, I'm just an errand runner to fill the scene, please raise your noble hand......" Huang Mao trembled and begged for mercy, and when he looked up, the muzzle of the black hole was against his head, and he instantly broke out in a cold sweat, and obediently shut up.

"Big brother, do you think we're going to die?" Huangmao, who had never seen this scene, couldn't walk with trembling legs, and was dragged out by his neck.

"Damn, it's planted." The bald face was like ashes, and he glared at Su Yu, "You're dead." ”

Su Yu, who was covered in blood, opened his mouth, "Sister, didn't you say that it would be fine......"

Seven or eight people were pushed and kicked into a business, only Song Yunwen followed behind Chi Beiyan helplessly, silently crying, watching him gently and lovingly put Miaoyu into the car, and then walked away, raising a piece of dust and soil, staining her white dress.

At that moment, she suddenly regretted her stupid request for help, and even began to hope that Lan Miaoyu really had an accident in her heart. She was taken aback by her own vicious thoughts.

Song Yunwen, what's wrong with you, how did you become like this?

"Miss, let's go." On a hot day, the meticulous driver pulled the car door and looked at her with a somewhat complicated look.

"It's really not me." She sobbed, struggled to speak, and was nailed stiffly in place, unable to take a step.

Chi Beiyan and they left, and her brother also left, dozens of cars whizzed past her, and the dust raised almost buried her.

"Miss, let's talk about it later." The driver owed slightly, and was courteous.

"Do you believe me?" Under the scorching sun, she felt cold all over.

"Those who are clear are self-purifying." The driver was very patient but did not make any judgment on the matter itself, paused, and seemed a little unbearable, "Don't mind too much, I will find out the truth." ”