The president blushes when he flirts

On the way to the hospital, Gong Yao yelled cold over and over in a low voice, but his body and forehead were scalding unbearably hot.

The two who found Xiang Wan had no choice but to watch the doctor desperately hold down the restless Gong Yao, trying to relieve his physical condition.

Because there was almost a fatality, the police who arrived later blocked Sanbaozhai urgently, but apart from soot and footprints, they didn't even collect a useful fingerprint.

After being sent to the hospital, after several hours of rescue, Gong Yao finally recovered his life.

Because of the attempted murder and kidnapping of children involved, Xiang Wan and Yu Wen decided to provide relevant evidence to the police, and it would be best if relevant parties could count on Xiang Yi from the whole society.

But this decision was overruled by Gong Yao.

Gong Yao grabbed Xiang Wan immediately after waking up, and a hoarse voice came out of his throat: "We can't call the police..."

"Why can't you call the police? Your affairs and production capacity are the management responsibility of Sanbaozhai. If kidnapping is involved..."

"But he kidnapped Cheng Qian!"

"..."

"Listen to Xiang Wan, Xiang Yi is definitely a lunatic, look here!" Gong Yao forced himself to sit up, and pulled back his collar to reveal the back of his neck, which was covered with five or six cigarette butt burn scars.

"Xiang Wan, you can't call the police. This is just a warning. Who can guarantee what Xiang Yi will do if we call the police?"

"You... are right, you are right."

Xiang Wan's shoulders drooped slightly, and his disappointed expression was hard to hide.

It wasn't that he couldn't provide information to the police, but that Yu Xiaoyu involved Cheng Qian and even his good buddies.

"If I didn't ask you to help me, wouldn't Xiang Yi not attack you or Cheng Qian? Do you hate me?"

Xiang Wan turned her back to Gong Yao, she didn't want to face her buddies, or she didn't know how to face them.

Xiang Wan's stiff shoulders shrugged slightly, for fear that Gong Yao would hate him in response to that sound.

"What are you talking about?" Gong Yao wanted to grin, but if his dry lips were pulled, his mouth would crack, "Xiang Yi partly emptied out so many people, this problem has already been formed, if you don't let me ask, I will I'll also take care of him."

Xiang Wan paused, his shoulders visibly relaxed, but he still didn't turn around: "You have a good rest, Cheng Qian, we're here to find you."

After speaking, Xiang Wan left as if fleeing, and went straight to the outside of the hospital.

In the printing shop, Xiang Wan sent the copied email to the shopkeeper, waiting patiently for the shopkeeper to agree to the drafted will.

While waiting, the phone rang.

When Xiang Wan picked it up, she heard Yu Wen's anxious voice: "What happened?"

"I received a message, or a video..."

Weeping was heard suddenly over there, and Natasha was sobbing over there.

Xiang Wan took the documents and paid the money, and hurried back to the hospital.

Xiang Wan had never seen Natasha cry, nor had Yu Wen, or in other words, no one had ever seen Natasha like this.

In everyone's memory this woman was so powerful that only she could control her own emotions.

Natasha huddled in Yu Ting's arms, and Yu Ting's anger could be seen from Yu Ting's livid face, but reason was telling him that there was no need to get angry.

Yu Wen didn't say a word, and dragged someone to the door, and showed the video to Xiang Wan.

In a temporary room built with soundproof panels where the location is completely invisible, there is a hospital bed in the middle, surrounded by various instruments, and lying on the bed is Cheng Qian who is connected to a respirator.

Cheng Qian's eyes were tightly closed, and he showed no sign of waking up, but fortunately, his face was rosy and he looked healthy.

Immediately afterwards, Xiang Yi came out from the end, wearing a dark wine red suit, with a half-burned cigarette held between his fingertips, glanced at the camera and walked straight to Cheng Qian's side.

"What is he going to do!" Xiang Wan's heart blared, and he stared at the screen trying to do something, but he could only watch.

Xiang Yi pulled a chair and sat down, raised Cheng Qian's hand, and carefully observed this man in his thirties, as if wondering why a person of this age could have such a young face.

Just when Xiang Wan was wondering what Xiang Yi was going to do next, Yu Wen's expression turned pale next to O,

Immediately afterwards, under Xiang Wan's horrified gaze, Xiang Yi showed a cruel smile towards the camera, and the burning cigarette crushed Cheng Qian's hands fiercely, scalding ugly scars one after another.

Looking at Cheng Qian's slightly furrowed brows and moist eyes, Xiang Yi seemed dissatisfied, but he didn't do anything more, but got up again and took the camera.

"My dear nephew, why are you disobedient? If you have been obedient to me and died in an accident, maybe no one will suffer because of you."