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Chapter 450 Gunpowder Smoke (3)

Chapter 450 Gunpowder Smoke (3)

"Brother Tingjian, you don't need to come here. It's getting late. I'm fine."

Zhang Tingjian was worried, and shouted loudly, "If you don't tell me the exact location, I'll wait at the gate of Xingfu Community until you tell me."

Zhao Wanqing couldn't bear him like this, so she had to say in pain, "Brother Ting Jian, I have a bad cold, and I'm getting an IV at Kanghua Hospital, but you don't have to come here..."

Before she could finish speaking, Zhang Tingjian had already hung up the phone, and Zhao Wanqing knew that he would definitely come.

Seeing her put down the phone, Wu Shanshan asked her with wide eyes, "Wanwan, who is brother Tingjian?"

Zhao Wanqing smiled bitterly, "He is a very good friend."

"Is it a man?"

Zhao Wanqing nodded.

Wu Shanshan was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at He Ziqian, only to find that his eyes were already burning with raging anger.

She knew that a war was brewing between the two of them, so she said goodbye wisely, "Wanwan, it's getting late, I'm going home. Take care of yourself."

Zhao Wanqing nodded numbly, there was no brilliance in her clear eyes.

Wu Shanshan couldn't wait to leave, the moment she stepped out of the room, she felt like she was alive after a catastrophe.

She prayed secretly in her heart, hoping that Wanqing would not be injured in this battle.
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After Wu Shanshan left, He Ziqian walked to the bed, pointed at the phone and sneered.

"Aren't you afraid that your family will worry, but Zhang Tingjian?"

Zhao Wanqing stared at him and said fearlessly, "So what?"

He Ziqian's face changed abruptly due to the choking, and his fingers trembled.

He roared excitedly, "Zhao Wanqing, you really don't love me at all, and you don't care about my feelings at all, right? Right?!"

Zhao Wanqing glared at him, her gaze never dodging, "That's it! You're right!"

He Ziqian was so mad that he lost his mind.

He stared into his scarlet eyes, stretched out his hand to grab Zhao Wanqing's neck, and tightened his hands tighter and tighter.

Due to the force, the blue veins on the hands were straight out.

"Zhao Wanqing, you are really hated...I can't help strangling you to death..."

Zhao Wanqing showed no fear on her face.Even though it was difficult to breathe, she still gritted her teeth and said, "Even if you... strangle me to death, I won't...stay...by your side..."

Hearing these words, the crimson in He Ziqian's eyes gradually faded, and a sense of frustration seized his furious face.

He let go of her neck and staggered out.That embarrassed appearance was like that of a general who had been killed in a fierce battle.

He leaned weakly against the wall outside the ward, his hands trembling, he took out a Yellow Crane Tower and lit it, and took a deep breath.

Wisps of green smoke rose from his fingertips, blurring his desperate and depressed handsome face.

He smoked three cigarettes in a row, and when he calmed down a little, he walked into the ward.

Zhao Wanqing was lying on the hospital bed, her eyes were wet, as if she had just cried.

He Ziqian froze for a moment, thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind.

He approached, sighed for a long time, and said patiently, "Wanwan, if you have anything, you can tell me, and I will agree to you. Just like just now, you wanted to increase the temperature of the air conditioner, and you wanted to change the clothes. You can tell me if you want underwear, even a mobile phone, and you don’t need to ask Wu Shanshan to do it. We once gave birth to a child together, and the relationship is so close... You should trust me, accept me, and entrust your body and mind to me "Wanwan, I keep you by my side because I really want to treat you well."

(Welcome to click into Reminiscence's Crazy Love of the Rich Family: Belated Love, Black-bellied Chief: Dominating the Orphan Girl of the Rich Family)

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