The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

Li Jian's smile actually had a hint of flattery in it, "What if you can do it, right?"

Yan Chi's mind worked quickly and he almost immediately figured out who it was, but he was not as fast as Li Jian. He walked out of the ward and led someone out from behind the door.

Isn’t she the gigolo’s concubine that Yan Chi brought back?

She had changed her clothes, but the jingling bracelet was still hanging on her wrist, which jingled when she walked.

She burst into tears as soon as she saw Yan Chi.

Li Jian quickly let go, "I didn't touch her. She was like a piece of wood. She didn't respond or talk to me. I thought she didn't understand Mandarin until I told her to bring her to see you. She didn't cry in the car, but only when she saw you here. I didn't provoke her."

Yan Chi's face was gloomy. "Why did you bring her here?"

"To see you." Li Jian said as a matter of course.

Yan Chi was so angry that his head hurt. "I risked my life to protect this person. I brought you evidence. How you pried her open her mouth is your business. I have completed my mission. Why are you still blaming me? Don't you have any skills?"

Li Jian blinked. The iron-willed Chinese character was not suitable for such a silly expression, because it looked really stupid.

He didn't respond to Yan Chi's words, but turned around and chewed over Yan Chi's words casually, then said to the woman in a different way: "Did you hear that? He risked his life to protect you. You are more important than her life. Now you are lying here injured like this because of you. You are very important to him."

Yan Chi: “…”

He pursed his lips and cursed a lot, but since it came to their common ancestor, he held it in and didn't utter it out.

Does he mean that?
Li Jian did it on purpose, but his "little wife" was particularly pleased with it. She cried even harder, tears streaming down her face, and looked at Yan Chi earnestly, "Brother..." Yan Chi's eyebrows jumped, and he wanted to run away.

The "little wife" rushed over, lay down beside his bed, and stretched out her hands to hug him. Yan Chi stepped back reflexively. The bed was so wide, he retreated to the other side of the bed and hung there, afraid that he would fall off the bed if he loosened his hands.

He stared at the woman who was crying so hard that she was about to die with trembling eyelids.

Li Jian covered his chest. He was frightened again and muttered, "Wow, you can actually talk."

Yan Chi was annoyed by the woman's crying, but as a gentleman in his bones, he could never scold a woman, so he asked Li Jian: "What do you mean?"

"The strings on her hand," Li Jian pointed at the colorful bracelets on the woman's half arm, "I can't get any of them off. I haven't found which one contains the evidence yet, but my people have detected that it contains a very high concentration of explosives. If we don't solve it directly and forcefully remove it, not only will the evidence be destroyed on the spot, but the person will also be blown to death. I haven't tortured her these past few days, but she just ignored me after all my words, and I can't get any information out of her."

Li Jian didn't say anything, he was just tired of asking, so he casually mentioned Yan Chi, and the woman finally responded.

Otherwise, why would he bring such an important witness here?

Yan Chi frowned even more tightly, "You bring the person to me, what can I do?"

Li Jian stared back as a matter of course, and mouthed two words: "Beauty."

Yan Chi: “…”

How could he be handsome now? His beard was untidy. When Ye Wanting came yesterday, he didn't shave it. He sent someone out to buy cakes, and then he barely cleaned up his face, so he looked cleaner. But Yan Chi didn't think he could be handsome lying here with uncut hair. (End of this chapter)