Mr. He’s Daily Affections

No, impossible. He Yirong quickly dismissed the idea.

However, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that, except for Jingyao, no one had such a big hatred against Zhuo Yuwei... And this kind of method of removing salary from the bottom of the cauldron was indeed Jingyao's style!

He Yirong felt his heart beating wildly. He immediately took out his cell phone and subconsciously wanted to dial He Jingyao's number.

However, the next second, he realized that Jingyao was no longer his son.

He Yirong's heart twitched, he sighed melancholy, and put down the phone again. Now, he doesn't even know what attitude to use to face Jingyao.

He Yirong rubbed his eyebrows. Just as he was feeling melancholy, his cell phone suddenly rang. He picked up the phone and took a look, unable to believe his eyes for a moment.

Jingyao?

He took a deep breath and calmed down before picking up the phone and saying hello.

Have you gotten off the plane? He Jingyao's voice was deep on the phone.

He Yirong was stunned: Yes.

On the way to Lingfeng? He Jingyao asked again.

He Yirong glanced at the scenery outside: Yes, on the road around the mountain.

Return as soon as possible, the sooner the better. He Jingyao said loudly, with a bit of urgency in his tone.

What's wrong? He Yirong was confused, Jingyao, what do you know?

He Yizheng may intend to kill you. He Jingyao said calmly.

He Yirong's pupils suddenly dilated! He felt his heart tighten and his head was buzzing.

Lao Yu, turn around! he told the driver.

Dong He, this is on a winding mountain road. It's too dangerous to make a U-turn. I have to drive to the top of the mountain and then go down the other way. Old Yu said in a troubled tone.

Then park the car on the side of the road first. You get out of the car and wait. I'll be there in a moment. He Jingyao also heard the driver's words on the phone, and he gave the order immediately.

...It's too late. He Yirong suddenly said softly.

He looked up and saw another car suddenly driving down from the top of the mountain at an extremely fast speed and hitting them directly.

…

He Jingyao heard a harsh crashing sound on the phone, and then the call ended abruptly.

He closed his eyes and clenched the hand holding the phone tightly, with veins popping out on the back of his hand.

In the driver's seat, Feng Qian stepped on the accelerator and drove up the mountainside without his instructions. About ten minutes later, He Jingyao finally saw an off-road vehicle on the side of the road. Most of the vehicle was hanging outside. Fortunately, It was blocked by two big trees on the edge of the cliff and did not fall, but it was still teetering.

He Jingyao quickly got out of the car, and Feng Qian and his bodyguards quickly followed.

He Yirong was still sitting in the back seat, firmly grasping a branch extending through the window, but did not dare to move.

...He's still alive.

He Jingyao breathed out slowly, walked over slowly, and said softly: Father, it's okay. I'll rescue you right away.

In the car, He Yirong heard his voice, and his eyes suddenly became wet.

His name for him remained unchanged. This fact made He Yirong feel happy and bitter at the same time.

Okay... He didn't dare to speak loudly, You should also be careful.

Feng Qian took his bodyguards and used tools to fix the rear wheels of the car to prevent it from sliding forward. Then he started to tow the car. However, the car went too far forward. With the strength of the few of them, it took more than ten years to pass. It only takes a few minutes to drag the car up about ten centimeters.