mtl008 Chapter 267 I Helped Her
Chapter 267 I Helped Her
wrong.
In their previous lives, Song Wanqiu and Wen Qing didn’t know each other, and Lin Zhiyi and Liu He had never seen Wen Qing. How could their deaths be related to Wen Qing?
Now, Song Wanqiu has become insane due to her disfigurement and broken leg, and has long been locked up in a mental hospital by the Song family.
A few days ago, some netizens went to visit her and found that Song Wanqiu had been tortured to the point of being confused.
He can neither die nor be alive, and he is neither human nor ghost.
This may be the best punishment for Song Wanqiu.
Therefore, given Wen Qing's arrogant personality, he would never have anything to do with a mentally ill person.
Lin Zhiyi rubbed his aching head, unable to connect these things together.
Suddenly four words came to my mind: 10 billion cooperation.
Whether in the past life or now, the only person related to Wen Qing is Gong Chen.
What if the cause of death of Gong Shiyan and Liu He was actually Gong Chen lying to her?
A terrible idea formed in her mind.
Her face turned even worse and she covered her head tightly, not daring to think too much.
……
Gong family.
Li Huan took off the blood-stained disposable gloves, threw them into the trash can, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing cigarettes on the table, he didn't care about the rules and just took a cigarette and lit it.
After exhaling a puff of smoke, he said, "I have a friend who sells insurance. Are you interested in learning more? Just write me as the beneficiary."
Gong Chen's tall and slender figure leaned against the table, just blocking the light above his head.
The man in the backlight had bandages wrapped around his toned muscles, and black formal trousers on his lower body. The matte leather belt looked like a poisonous snake wrapped around his waist.
There was an evil aura all over his body.
He lit a cigarette with his bandaged hand and said in a deep voice, "It's not serious."
It’s indeed not serious. It can be seen that the other party doesn’t dare to use any heavy hands at all.
But he really didn't care about his life and would be beaten if he wanted to.
"Your situation is not serious, but you made people feel cold because of your beating. It's your territory, you helped others, and you whipped her. She hates me even when she looks at me."
Li Huan pointed at himself. Who had he offended?
Gong Chen paused, took a light bite of the cigarette butt, and the smoke around him was hazy, making it difficult to see clearly.
"You couldn't stay there for even a second? I helped her."
"You...you...you make me so angry." Li Huan stood up and paced back and forth, "Why on earth did you help Wen Qing?"
"Because of Xiaoran." Gong Chen said lightly.
Li Huan froze in place, not coming back to his senses for a long time.
On the contrary, Sang Ran, who was standing outside the door and was anxious to go in to check, happened to hear Gong Chen's answer and couldn't help laughing.
Although this is very unfair to Lin Zhiyi, which woman doesn't want the favoritism of her future husband?
As the saying goes, love the house and the bird.
This can also be considered as Gong Chen's preference for her.
She pursed her lips and decided that it would be better to go find Lin Zhiyi to explain tomorrow.
Thinking of this, Sang Ran turned and left the study.
In the room.
Li Huan was so angry that he pushed the cigarette butt directly into the ashtray.
"Stop talking nonsense! When I came here just now, I asked Chen Jin, is it because of the old man? Mr. Wen dared to attack Yiyuan, it must be because of you or the old man. You did all this to help Lin Zhiyi get rid of the old man completely. She had to take this whip. If it wasn't you, someone else would have. It would have been better for you to control the strength. In the end, you broke your hand. You called the Second Master back, right?"
Gong Chen didn't respond, which was considered as his agreement.
"What on earth does this Wen Qing want to do?"
Li Huan stared at Gong Chen with a pair of eyes full of curiosity.
Gong Chen sat down, with one hand on the armrest of the chair and the other holding a cigarette. When he raised his eyes, he seemed to be able to see through everything.
"After all this talk, don't you have anything to say?"
"Cough cough cough..."
Li Huan almost choked to death on his last puff of cigarette.
He covered his mouth: "What should I confess?"
Gong Chen held the cigarette in front of him with his slender fingers and played with it, and the smoke rose up.
Li Huan felt an inexplicable sense of oppression in his lungs.
He covered his chest and pouted, "I think Mr. Wen seems to be hostile to Lin Zhiyi and her daughter. It's better to be careful."
It seems that it was said, but it seems that it was not said.
This does not count as a violation of the promise to Lin Zhiyi.
"Ah."
Gong Chen lowered his eyes and stared at Yan, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself.
Li Huan understood his thoughts immediately, walked up to him and chuckled, "Don't you want to go to the hospital?"
"Don't go."
"Oh, you deserve it!"
Li Huan picked up the medicine box and left.
As the red light in the room gradually faded, Gong Chen also fell into silence.
A moment later, Sang Ran knocked on the door and came in with a cup of freshly brewed tea.
"Dr. Li is gone?"
"Yeah." Gong Chen put down the cigarette and took the tea from her hand.
Sang Ran glanced at his back, and her heart still felt a little gripped. She pinched her fingers and forced herself to calm down.
"Third Master, why did you take those nine lashes for Zhiyi?"
"She is my second brother's stepdaughter." Gong Chen looked indifferent, as if being beaten was not a big deal.
"So that's it."
Sang Ran smiled and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
She checked the time and said, "We didn't have dinner at Yiyuan today. I asked the servants to make something simple. Let's go eat together."
"it is good."
Sang Ran reached out to help Gong Chen.
He raised his hand to put on his clothes without leaving any trace, avoiding her hand.
She bit her lip and followed him downstairs.
Sitting at the dining table, the servant just brought the last dish.
Sang Ran glanced at it and asked curiously, "Why are there still rice dumplings with fermented glutinous rice?"
"The kitchen said that Third Master had bought a lot of them but never ate them, so they specially made some and sent them over."
As the servant explained, he offered the two of them some rice dumplings made with fermented rice wine.
Sang Ran raised her hand and took the spoon: "I'll do it, you guys go ahead and do your work."
The servant nodded, put down his things and left.
Gong Chen looked at the rice dumplings handed to him but didn't touch his chopsticks.
"It's really good." Sang Ran took a bite and couldn't help but praise it.
Gong Chen was in a trance for a moment, and suddenly looked across, as if he saw a familiar figure.
Every time I eat, I can eat two big bowls, and sometimes I even guard my food.
He looked at it and couldn't help but chuckle.
Sang Ran was stunned when she saw Gong Chen smile. She didn't know such a cold man could also smile.
She looks so beautiful when she smiles.
But what is he laughing at?
Sang Ran wiped her mouth a little embarrassedly.
"Do I look too ugly when eating?"
Gong Chen's smile faded in an instant, his eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, but cold and indifferent.
"No." He glanced at Chen Jin and then stood up. "I have something to go out for. Remember to take your medicine and rest early."
"Are you still going out when you're injured? Can you please not go?" Sang Ran looked at her steadily.
"gone."
Gong Chen's tone was very indifferent, with a sense of indifference as if he was not involved.
Sang Ran looked at his back with a complicated expression.
……
hospital.
Gong Chen walked to the door of the ward and was about to push it open to enter, but he put down his raised hand.
He looked at Chen Jin expressionlessly: "I'm not going in."
Chen Jin was holding the insulated box and said in embarrassment: "Third Master, since we are here, why don't we go in and take a look?"
"No, I don't want to be scolded."
Gong Chen's eyes darkened and he turned around to leave, but he heard the sound of something being thrown in the ward.
When Chen Jin reacted, there was no one in front of him.
He glanced into the room, raised his eyelids, and imitated: "I don't want to be scolded... I think I'm eager to be scolded."
inside the room.
Lin Zhiyi was just about to pour herself a glass of water, but when she turned around, her movement was too big and the wound on her back was affected.
The cup broke because I lost my grip.
She lowered her head to pick up the broken pieces, and a pair of hands held hers tightly.
In my ears I could hear the man's slightly rapid breathing, his voice rising and falling slightly.
"No more hands?"