The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

After paying the bill, they just walked to the door of the hotel.

Two figures hurried over.

"Yingbao!"

When Rong Liyuan received the news that Mu Changying had been assassinated at the Dihao Hotel, he immediately postponed the meeting and rushed all the way here.

"Yingbao, where is the injury? Is it serious? Does it hurt?"

He dropped his demeanor, ran forward quickly, put his hands on her shoulders carefully, and looked at her.

"..."

Bai Mo, who was following behind, saw with his own eyes that the second master, who was less talkative and indifferent in the company, had turned into an old mother, and kept babbling.

"It's okay, it's just a small injury." Mu Changying pursed her lips, but comforted Rong Liyuan instead.

His eyes fell on her arm, and when he saw the cloth strips stained red with blood, murderous intent emerged in his dark and deep eyes.

"Small injury?" His face was gloomy, and there was an icy aura lingering around him.

Rong Liyuan gritted his teeth, "You call this a minor injury?"

Thinking of the person who hurt her, he wished he could tear him into pieces and feed them to the dogs.

"Forehead……"

Mu Changying raised her hand and touched her nose, but she didn't know how to calm the angry man.

Standing aside, Li Nanfeng frowned and said in a bad tone, "Yiyi is seriously injured and needs to go to the hospital immediately."

Why don't you hurry up and send his sister to the hospital if you have this time to grind and chirp?

A word to wake up the dreamer.

Rong Liyuan hugged Mu Changying horizontally, "Bai Mo, you stay and deal with it."

After finishing speaking, he carefully protected the girl in his arms and walked out of the hotel.

He opened the door and put Mu Changying on the passenger seat.

Just when Li Nanfeng was about to open the door and sit on it, Rong Liyuan got into the driver's seat, fastened her seat belt, stepped on the accelerator, and sped away.

Mu Changying: "..."

She made a stiff smile, and coughed softly, "Ah, ahem, Ah Yuan... have you forgotten something?"

I didn't understand the meaning of her words at all.

Rong Liyuan's hand holding the steering wheel tightened, his knuckles turned white, and his veins bulged, "Ying Bao, does the wound hurt? Don't be afraid, nothing will happen, and you'll be at the hospital soon."

Mu Changying: "..."

Forget it, I don't want to continue to entangle with him about the problem that my eldest brother is still in the hotel.

She leaned on the armchair, feeling warm in her heart, and replied softly, "Well, good. With Ah Yuan here, don't worry."

Looking at her face from the rearview mirror, Rong Liyuan loosened his grip on the steering wheel a little.

——

Li Nanfeng who stayed where he was, "..."

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he turned and walked towards the car parked beside him.

Tsk, this man is really small-minded.

In the hotel.

A group of police came out with the prisoner.

Bai Mo stepped forward, stopped them, and then handed out his business card.

He had a social smile on his face, "The one who was assassinated just now was the wife of my second master, and also a doctor in the First City Hospital of Mingdu City."

"My wife was assassinated. This matter is very important. The second master asked me to participate in the whole process of torture."

The leading policeman took Bai Mo's business card.

He checked it over and over again to make sure it was true, "Let's go."

It turned out to be the genius doctor of Changning, no wonder he was assassinated, this matter really needs to be treated with caution.

"..."

Bai Mo took the business card, put it in his pocket, and glanced coldly at the handcuffed middle-aged man, with murderous intent in his eyes.

A lifeless thing that even dares to assassinate his wife?

In the future, don't expect light, and stay in prison for the rest of your life to repent for what you have done.