After the groom escaped from the marriage, I was doted on by billionaires every day

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When Mo Chen received the call, he was shocked: "Okay, what now? I'll be there soon!"

The quiet night was disturbed. Three cars drove out of the villa one after another. Two of them were Mo Chen's low-key black Maybach, and the other two black business cars were filled with bodyguards.

In the entire convoy, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was depressing.

One of their companions was on board the blue Bentley that took Bai Wanchen home. It was he who dialed the emergency number immediately after the car accident. He then fell unconscious and did not know whether he was alive or dead.

There were three people sitting in the blue Bentley: the driver in the driver's seat, the bodyguard in the passenger seat, and Bai Wanchen sitting behind the driver's seat, which was the safest position in the entire car.

The motorcade was traveling at a fast speed and stopped at the entrance of a private hospital in which Mo's Group had shares.

The emergency number the bodyguard dialed was this hospital.

Mo Chen didn't believe a word about the out-of-control dump truck!

It was obvious that the other party wanted his life, and the target was the blue Bentley.

When Bai Wanchen left, he was wearing his coat.

My vision was limited at night, so when I saw the special car Mo Chen was riding in, plus Bai Wanchen's similar height to him, and the coat, I recognized the wrong person.

He mistakenly thought that the person in the car was Mo Chen.

Mo Chen walked as fast as he could with a cold face, but his tightly clenched fists were covered in cold sweat.

If Lin Dongyu hadn't sent Ren Song home temporarily, if Bai Wanchen hadn't given him his coat when he saw Ren Song's thin clothes, if Mo Lexi hadn't given his unworn coat to Bai Wanchen, if it hadn't been for Bai Wanchen I wore a coat when I got in the car because I was afraid of the cold...

If it weren't for this series of coincidences, sooner or later it would be him who was lying in the hospital.

The doctor came up to him with a heavy expression on his face.

"Mr. Mo, we tried our best to rescue..." Looking at Mo Chen's face, he didn't dare to say any more.

"Say!"

Veins popped up on Mo Chen's forehead.

If Bai Wanchen died because of his negligence, he would never be able to forgive himself in this life.

Seeing his displeasure, the doctor hurriedly said: "Three people were sent to the hospital. The driver was seriously injured. One of the other two died after resuscitation failed, and the other was in a coma."

He couldn't tell the identities of the three people, so he tried his best to describe them.

Mo Chen took a breath and quickened his pace.

No matter who it was, someone paid with their life.

When I walked to the rescue room, the driver and the unconscious person were still being treated inside.

A nurse came out and handed a passport to the doctor. The doctor opened it, took a look, and handed it to Mo Chen.

A corner of the passport was soaked in blood, and in the ID photo, Bai Wanchen looked at him with a melancholy expression.

Mo Chen held his passport with mixed feelings in his heart.

Since Bai Wanchen was still rescuing him, the one who died was the bodyguard following him.

Who would have thought that a simple task of escorting a guest home would lead to a fatal disaster?

He even made a life-saving call before the emergency.

Seeing Bai Wanchen's passport, the bodyguard captain also understood. With a sad expression on his face, he took a step forward and said, "Boss, I'll send someone to take care of his funeral."

Mo Chen nodded and said, "I'm sorry."

The captain closed his eyes and said, "This is our life."

China's social security is good, but being a bodyguard for rich people is not a stable career.

They earn high salaries that are enviable by ordinary people. Although most of the time, they only need to give their employers a grand appearance and drive away some people who approach them with their own purposes. But when the real danger comes, the price they pay is their lives.

Anyone who works as a bodyguard knows this.

Mo Chenxi moved his lips twice, really not knowing what to say.

All words of comfort seem so feeble in the face of death.

"The solatium will be doubled as stipulated in the contract."

There's only so much he can do.

The rest is not that he is heartless, he does not dare to know more.

Does the dead bodyguard’s family have any children or siblings? What should the parents do? Where is your lover?

The more you know, the more you carry.

Mo Chen has already shouldered the fate of the entire Mo family, as well as countless employees who depend on Mo family for their lives, as well as the people he loves.

To the bodyguard, he could only fulfill his employer's obligations and was unable to show his feelings.

"Thank you boss."

The captain's eyes showed gratitude.

"Tell Uncle Tian that I will be on a business trip for a day or two because of an urgent matter in the company, and don't show off in front of Xiao Xi and Dong'er," Mo Chen ordered.

They left late at night, and before everything was arranged, Mo Chen would not let them worry together.

"Yes!" the captain agreed.

Half an hour later, Gao Baiming arrived in a hurry. He had just arrived from the scene of the accident.

Just as he was about to speak, the lights in the emergency room went out, and doctors and nurses filed out of it, pushing a medical cart behind them.

Mo Chen's heart tightened and he asked, "How are they?"