Madam is a rebel, please surrender quickly

"We just got back to the car when I received your call, so I turned around..." Qiao Yichen didn't understand the situation and told the truth.

What he said was both true and false.

The fact is, he left in anger, feeling sadder than ever before.

For a moment, he wanted to tie up the disobedient girl with a rope and even locked her up.

But reason told him that he was not a madman, let alone a paranoid person, and he should not treat her as his own possession.

Just when he was feeling extremely depressed, Su Zhixing called him.

He picked up the phone happily, like a child who had found candy.

But Su Zhixing obviously didn't come to make peace.

On the phone, she just said a few words, "Hurry up, help me report..." and then there was no further movement.

Immediately afterwards, only rustling noises could be heard coming from the phone.

Qiao Yichen took off his gold-rimmed glasses and pinched his brows.

"Su Zhixing, you called me. I heard some strange noises, so of course I had to come over to take a look."

Once he said those nice words, they became dull and more like a work report.

"..."

Su Zhixing's heart, which had just been somewhat sweet, immediately turned cold.

In short, he is a pure hero who saves people.

She understood him. A doctor is kind-hearted and he would not stand by and watch someone die.

Su Zhixing laughed to herself, fortunately he was not the kind of person who spoke sweet words.

If he took advantage of this situation and lied to her, saying that he was worried about her and that he turned back on purpose to coax her.

She might fall easily again.

"Strange, the call for help was clearly not made to my brother." Su Zhixing looked at her phone unwillingly.

Sure enough, when she made the last call for help, she thought she was calling Zhang Mengzhou.

Because Zhang Mengzhou’s number had just been used, it was pinned to the top.

So she made the call without thinking.

Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, she subconsciously dialed Qiao Yichen's shortcut number.

Qiao Yichen's handsome face darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Su Zhixing, at this critical moment, you never thought of asking me for help? Do you think your so-called friend is more reliable than me?"

Su Zhixing's long eyelashes trembled, and she explained weakly,

"When I found out I was being followed, I was so panicked that my legs and feet went limp. I had just talked to that friend on the phone, so naturally the number that came to my mind was that friend's..."

Her voice got lower and lower.

Indeed, if it were in the past, she would never have called for help to anyone other than Qiao Yichen.

This time, perhaps because he was too confused, he thought he was calling Zhang Mengzhou, but actually he was calling Qiao Yichen.

"Su Zhixing, that means that as soon as you and I separated, you immediately called that friend? It seems that you couldn't wait to share with him that you had successfully pissed me off to death!"

"No - I didn't say I was going to piss you off to death, I just said I was liberated -"

Su Zhixing hung her head to her chest like a child who had done something wrong.

Qiao Yichen almost choked, "So, is there any difference between pissing me off to death and liberating you?"

Su Zhixing, "..."

Just then, Zhang Mengzhou called.

"Miss Xingxing, why haven't you come back yet?"

Zhang Mengzhou promised to leave the door open for Su Zhixing, but when she didn't come back, he started to worry again.

"Miss Xingxing, is it that your fierce husband has changed his mind again and is pestering you to get back together? Don't be soft-hearted."

"No, no, I'm not asking for reconciliation, but I can't go back today. Go to bed first, and don't leave the door open for me. I'll tell you in detail tomorrow."

It would have been fine if Qiao Yichen didn't listen, but once he heard what she was saying, what was she saying? !

What are these “no need to leave the door open”, “no request for reconciliation”, “you go to sleep first”, “I’ll tell you in detail tomorrow”? ! !

The smell of blood permeated strongly in the night.

Qiao Yichen felt as if the blood was about to burst out of his lungs.

Su Zhixing hung up the phone and looked up, only to see Qiao Yichen's five fingers clenched into fists, with veins bulging on the back of his hands.

He has the words "forbearance" and "restraint" written all over him!

The wound on his arm began to bleed again as his muscles tensed up.

Su Zhixing found that Qiao Yichen was bleeding more and more, and his shirt was stuck to the wound.

The injury was serious.

"Brother, your wound hasn't stopped bleeding. Let's go to the hospital to treat the wound immediately."

"Ah."

Qiao Yichen was afraid that if he said one more word, the anger that he had suppressed would burst out again and burn her to ashes.

Maybe women are like sand. The tighter he holds on to them, the faster they run away.

But, if he were to truly let go, could he still face life with a smile?

Qiao Yichen closed his scarlet black eyes.

Make up your mind and let her go! Set her free...