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"…"
Lu Yiyao crossed his ten fingers to support his lower jaw. His double pupils constricted as a cold light flashed past the corners of his eyes. Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw Zhong Wei's name on the casualty list.
"As for why Zhong Wei changed his path at such a short time, no one knows. It's because he has already died on the spot."
Ding Mo nodded slightly and said in a low voice.
"Where's the other one?"
Lu Yiyao asked coldly.
"The other car's owner is a building glass merchant from Yunshan named Yu Wen. CEO, he has a niece who previously worked at Marketing Department Group, called … "
"Yu Fei?"
Before Ding Mo could finish his sentence, Lu Yiyao interrupted him coldly.
"Yes, that's her."
"…"
Lu Yiyao's eyes were heavy, and the gloom in the bottom of his eyes made people shiver. The unfathomable Mo Tong instantly froze.
In such a large office, the air conditioning was unrestrained.
This was absolutely not an 'accident'?
"Gu Anhe?!"
After being silent for two minutes, Lu Yiyao's thin lips slightly opened as he coldly said a name.
"CEO, I haven't found out anything related to him …"
"If it's that easy to find, then he's not Gu Anhe."
Lu Yiyao smiled coldly.
"Yes."
Ding Mo nodded.
What Lu Yiyao said was absolutely correct.
Not only was Gu Anhe despicable, he had a lot of methods.
"Go, let's go to Qingning Hospital."
Lu Yiyao glanced at the paused scene and suddenly thought of something. He loosened his hands and stood up.
"Yes, CEO."
Ding Mo immediately followed.
"..."
At the villa by the lake.
Lin Ange was fidgety. Her delicate face was tense as she kept looking anxiously at her phone.
The screen remained dark.
"Why is it at the West River Crossroads again?"
His heart thumped in his throat as he thought in his heart.
This place was like a nightmare to her.
Lin Yanyan obediently drank the soup. Then, he wiped his mouth with a tissue and stood up.
"Mei Gege, the soup's already cold, hurry and drink it?"
At this time, Lin Ange found it difficult to even swallow saliva, much less to eat soup.
"Have you finished?"
Lin Ange raised her brows and asked softly.
"Yes."
Lin Yanyan nodded. His slightly curled hair was like a cloud in the sky, gently fluttering up and down.
"That's good …"
Lin Ange pursed her lips and tried her best to smile at him.
"You want some?"
Lin Yanyan blinked his obsidian eyes and asked in concern.
"I can't drink …"
"Mei Gege, don't worry, Elder Sister Mengmeng will definitely be fine."
Lin Yanyan comforted her.
"Mm …"
Lin Ange softly replied as she stroked his slightly curled hair.
"Go and play …"
"Alright …"
Lin Yanyan sat on the carpet again and started to enjoy himself quietly.
Time silently walked, the bowl of 'Spiritual Calming Elixir' that was placed on the Small Round Table beside the sofa slowly cooled down.
The faint scent of Chinese medicine in the air was gone.
While waiting anxiously, Lin Ange almost stood up and prepared to head to the scene of the accident.
The crisp sound of a cell phone ringing pierced the anxious air.
Lin Ange lowered her head and took a glance.
Ye Zichen quickly opened the screen with his fingers, while his voice was filled with anxiety.
"Hubby, Mengmeng, she …"
"She's fine."
Lu Yiyao was sitting in the back seat of the black Maybach and his tone was extremely calm.
"What car?"
Lin Ange pursed her pale lips, unable to ease the worry in her heart.
"She's only a little bruised. It's nothing serious."
Lu Yiyao knew she was worried and explained in more detail.
"Where's Mengmeng now?"
Lin Ange stood up.
"She's at the Qingning Hospital …"
"I'll be right over."
"An An, you can stay at home. Don't come out. "I suspect that you are the culprit of the accident."
Lu Yiyao's heartstrings were taut, and the arc under his chin became increasingly cold and proud.
"Against me?"
Lin Ange was stunned and a layer of cold sweat quickly covered her back.
"An An, I can assure you that Gu Mengmeng is fine, don't worry."
As the car drove into the Jiangnan Road, the evening sun shining through the gaps in the reinforced forest would occasionally hit the black Maybach. However, the temperature inside the car didn't rise at all. Instead, it became colder. The piercing cold even made Ding Mo want to adjust the air conditioning inside the car.
Lu Yiyao knew Lin Ange was worried about Gu Mengmeng, but he was worried about her.
At any moment, even if it was just a small danger, he didn't want it to happen to Lin Ange.
"How can she be fine when the Porsche is already like that?"
The scene on the television flashed before Lin Ange's eyes.
The fragments of glass were stained with blood.
How could Gu Mengmeng be fine after losing so much blood?
Lu Yiyao said that the accident might be against her, and she became more and more worried.
"An An, trust me."
Lu Yiyao tilted his head and looked out the window. On the sidewalk, the tall parasol tree had lush foliage. The passersby all had different expressions on their faces.
His profile was solid and handsome, like a painter's most perfect work. It was just that her straight, sword-like eyebrows were like swords.
"It's not that I don't believe you, I'm just worried …"
"An An, An Xin is home, don't make me worry."
Lu Yiyao emphasized on the word 'worried'.
Lin Ange's throat tightened as a hint of bitterness rose up in her chest. She lowered her head and looked at her toes.
Anxious, she stood barefoot on the floor.
"I …"
"An An, don't worry. I'll take care of everything."
"Mm …"
Lin Ange was stunned for two seconds before replying in a low voice.
She retracted the thread, completely soaked her back, and slowly sat down on the sofa.
Complicated emotions rolled in his eyes.
She really wanted to go to the hospital to see Gu Mengmeng, but Lu Yiyao's words made sense.
She didn't want to worry him.
After sitting on the sofa for a while, her wet clothes stuck to her back, making her feel very uncomfortable. He got up and went upstairs to change his clothes.
"..."
Yunjing.
Qingning Hospital.
A silver-gray Mercedes-Benz slowly pulled into the first-aid center's parking lot.
The door opened and two old men with white hair walked out. One of them was even holding a walking stick.
Although the wrinkles on their faces were deep, their cheeks were still red.
They looked around without making a sound.
Man in black, who was hiding in the dark, quietly entered his vision.
Ye Xiaochen twitched the corner of his mouth imperceptibly as a cold glint flashed across his eyes.
"Young Master, don't these people look like Jun Linchuan's men?"
A Zuo supported him and whispered.
"Heh …"
The corner of Ye Xiaochen's mouth curled up into a sneer.
"Let's go."
"Yes."
The two of them slowly walked towards the emergency clinic.
Entering the lobby on the first floor, he found that there were twice as many patients and their families as usual.
"Give way … "Quick, give way …"
A hasty voice came from the left gate.