Qiao Nian lowered her dark eyelashes to hide her arrogant and unrestrained eyes. She chuckled and spread out her hands. She was quite dry and cold. "But it's not important anymore."
Ye Wangchuan suddenly stood and walked over. He lowered his head slightly and said to the girl, "Give your hand."
What?
Qiao Nian looked up and t his bottomless eyes.
She paused for half a second before slowly opening her fair palm. Her expression was lazy, but she clearly trusted Ye Wangchuan 100%.
Ye Wangchuan's eyes moved slightly. He slowly took out sothing and placed it in her palm. Then, he said in a low and llow voice, "Don't worry about what they think. You are you, and they are them."
Qiao Nian felt sothing light in her palm. She looked over and saw a candy.
Candy?
Did he think she was a child?
She raised her eyebrows and slowly retracted her hand. Looking at the candy carefully, she realized it was an orange candy.
"Master Cheng's life is no longer in danger. Qin Si and the others have gone to transfer him to another hospital. Are we going later?"
Ye Wangchuan changed the topic. He did not want her mood to continue being affected by the Nie family's ss.
Qiao Nian tore the candy wrapper and popped the orange candy into her mouth. As she bit into the sweet and sour candy, her frustration imdiately disappeared.
"We are. What ti?"
"11 o'clock."
This ti, they booked a transfer at 10 o'clock. Most of the dical staff from Beijing were arriving around 10 o'clock by plane. They would be ready by 11 o'clock.
Ye Wangchuan spoke casually, completely forgetting that he had just dragged Qin Si out of bed not long ago. It seed to be only nine o'clock.
Qiao Nian bit into the candy and looked at the clock on the wall.
9:20.
There was still an hour and a half to go.
**
At the sa ti, in a remote alley in Continent M.
A man in black had just settled the seriously injured person when his cell phone rang.
For safety's sake, he hid them in a low-lying slum. The dilapidated hotel cost just dozens of yuan for a night.
The small room slled of damp and dark mold. The sound of running could be heard on the roof. It was so shabby that one could not rest comfortably.
At this mont, his cell phone's ringtone beca exceptionally loud.
Shadow did not answer imdiately. Instead, he looked at the caller ID and said to the person curled up on the floor, "Young Master Qi, I will find an opportunity to visit you tonight."
The person curled up on the wooden floor seed to have lost his vitality. His eyes were empty and he did not move. It was unknown if he heard him or not.
The cell phone was still ringing.
Shadow didn't have ti to care if Nie Qixing had heard him or not. He hurriedly turned to leave. "Rest well."
Suddenly, a hand grabbed his pants.
Then, Nie Qixing called out hoarsely, "Uncle Ning."
Shadow stopped in his tracks. He was anxious but did not have the heart to shake him off. "I'm really in a hurry. I'll co and see you later..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Nie Qixing asked with a weak voice, "Who wants dead?"
Shadow stiffened, and his Adam's apple bobbed. He was speechless for a long ti.
Nie Qixing saw his reaction and let go of his pants. He muttered in a daze, "It's Qiao Nian, right? She's always disliked . She's finally going to attack this ti."
It had to be her...
But... Shadow's reaction told him that it was not Qiao Nian.
Instead...
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