After a moment, he threw a tissue to her, and his voice had regained its composure: "Do you have a grudge against him?" Do you have to kill him like this? ”

Tang Wanwan raised her eyes to look at him.

Zhou Yanhui sneered again: "Who do you think you can hide from your little care?" Didn't you just borrow my hand to make the surname Zhao not turn over? ”

He took a tissue and wiped his bloodstained hands, and then threw it at her, his tone was very light: "Tang Wanwan, do you need such trouble?" ”

She was silent.

Zhou Yanhui lowered his head and stared at her, and then his eyes fell on her arm.

The blood had dried up completely, and half of his arm was covered in blood.

His eyes darkened, and his voice was hoarse when he spoke again: "What are you still sitting for?" ”

She raised her eyes and looked at him a little distractedly.

Zhou Yanhui took her coat and threw it to her: "Go to the hospital." ”

She still didn't move.

Zhou Yan was angry: "After doing such an earth-shattering thing, do you still expect me to hug you?" ”

She blinked, and suddenly regained that shameless energy: "Yes, I was just counting on you to hug me." ”

Zhou Yan was in a trance, but he didn't expect that she was not only bold and cheeky, but also so thick-skinned, he sneered and leaned over: "I don't really know you." ”

After saying that, he really suppressed the anger and hugged her.

Tang Wanwan was so spoiled that he dared to wrap his bloody arm around his neck.

Zhou Yan replied with a look of disgust: "Soiled my clothes." ”

"That's dirty!" She stared into his eyes: "You usually don't feel dirty when you hold me!" ”

"What is this?" He still sneered: "To please or to flatter?" Tang Wanwan is really enough to have you. ”

In a few big steps, he had already carried Tang Wanwan out of the box.

In the parking lot downstairs, a sports car was already parked there, Zhou Yanhui opened the car door and bent down to carry the person into the car, closed the door and went around to the other side to get into the car.

The car drove away slowly.

No one knew that there was still a person downstairs in the hotel who did not leave.

This person is Director Liang.

Director Liang watched dumbfounded, watching Yan Shao take Tang Wanwan out.

It was brought out!

What kind of relationship will it hold?

The top of Director Liang's head was like a thunderbolt, splitting him into six gods.

Could it be that Tang Wanwan was raised by Yan Shao, right?

If others still don't believe it, Yan Shao's vision is extremely high and he has never been involved with women, but this Xiao Tang is really good-looking, and he is not afraid that Yan Shao will dare to hug him.

If it doesn't matter, can Yan Shao hug her?

Director Liang decided not to do anything tonight, so he followed them.

*

In the car, Tang Wanwan had something in her heart, Zhou Yanhui was angry in her heart, and no one spoke.

Zhou Yanhui originally wanted to take her to Dr. Gao, but considering that she was really unsightly, she called Secretary Yin and asked her to arrange a doctor.

Secretary Yin arranged a doctor on the spot to make a secret consultation, so that no one else would see it.

Zhou Yan returned to the car and arrived at the hospital, Secretary Yin came over, opened the car door directly for Tang Wanwan, and said to Zhou Yan on the other side: "It's all taken care of over there." ”

Zhou Yanhui put his finger on the car door, paused and asked, "Zhao Bingyu is still there, right?" ”

"In! Wang Producers is also there. Secretary Yin helped Tang Wanwan out and smiled lightly: "I don't dare to go, waiting for Yan Shao's meaning." ”

After she finished speaking, her eyes fell on Yan Shao's body.

Alas, the white shirt was covered with blood, and it was terrible to see.

Looking at Tang Wanwan again, weak and weak, her face was pale-

She sighed in her heart: The power of this little ancestor is really great! Hearing that something had happened, Yan Shao even put down the entertainment of the central line and rushed over, which showed the weight in his heart.

Just when Secretary Yin guessed the degree, Zhou Yan replied and ordered lightly: "You take her to treat the wound, and wait for me in the car when you get it." ”

Secretary Yin nodded, and then helped Tang Wanwan to leave.

Tang Wanwan turned around: "Zhou Yan returned." ”

Zhou Yanhui stood in the dark night, the night wind blew the hair on his forehead, and he whispered: "Tang Wanwan, now is not the time for you to bargain." ”

With that, he turned to leave.

Tang Wanwan was stunned.

Secretary Yin couldn't help but say more: "You really Yan Shao off this time." Yan Shao has always been overjoyed, I have never seen him get so angry. ”

"I know." Tang Wanwan pursed her lips.

Secretary Yin's accident: Do you have to do an accident?

*

Tonight's hospital is very lively.

In the emergency room, Zhao Bingyu finished stitching on his forehead and found a temporary ward to rest, Wang Producer was also there, and Ning Nuan sneaked to Ye Chen's ward.

Zhao Bingyu lit a cigarette and took a hard puff: "Lao Wang, what do you mean by Yan Shao?" Why am I so upset? ”

Producer Wang stood by the window playing with the blinds, and smiled when he heard this: "What are you afraid of, didn't Yan Shao say that he will give you justice!" Don't worry, a little girl can't fly to the sky. ”

The surnamed Zhao touched his head and said, "I didn't look at Yan Shao's eyes looking at that girl, it's not right." ”

Probably he is also a fellow practitioner, so he is extra sensitive, and he can see what others can't see.

- Since Yan Shao came in, he hasn't looked at others directly.

When he said this, Producer Wang soothed: "I think too much about Brother Zhao!" Yan Shao looks like he is single, and how can he be so busy to deal with a little girl? ”

This Mr. Zhao thought about it carefully, it was such a reason.

Just as I was relieved, the door opened.

When Mr. Zhao saw it, his soul was scattered.

Two black-clothed bodyguards guarded the door, and Zhou Yan came in expressionlessly.

Not only Mr. Zhao, but even Producer Wang was stunned: "Yan Shao." ”

Zhou Yanhui's voice was very faint: "Uncle Wang, wait for me outside." ”

Producer Wang was stunned, how many years has Yan Shao not called him Uncle Wang?

When he was angry, the two bodyguards had already caught him out, and then closed the door.

Outside the door, Producer Wang's mouth moved, but he didn't say a word.

Inside the door, Zhou Yan pulled a chair and sat down, staring at Mr. Zhao.

The surnamed Zhao was frightened, and moved over to probe: "Yan Shao, I think I'll forget it, it's not a big deal." ”

"How can you forget it?" Zhou Yanhui lowered his head and fiddled with his slender fingers, and his voice was careless: "Mr. Zhao, you even took a fancy to my Zhou Yanhui's wife, do you think I can forget it for you?" ”