High-priced new wife: mistakenly committed dangerous love madness

A blood hole was smashed open on Roland's head. The black and red blood had clotted, and he fainted.

Du Xiaoran threw her away in disgust, took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands clean, picked up the phone and sent someone to investigate Luo Anning's whereabouts.

Three and ten minutes...an hour...three hours...still no news of An Ning.

Du Xiaoran was still not sure who was the one who rescued her, she had shed so much blood, is she okay now?

Seeing the blood all over the floor, his heart tightened suddenly, he gritted his teeth, and finally dialed the number that he remembered so badly but hadn't dialed in five years.

"Little Lord."

"Find out An Ning's whereabouts for me. I want to know the exact location in one hour."

"Little Lord……"

"After this incident, I will go back."

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"Du Xiaoran, where's An Ning?!"

When Mo Qiange and Lu Momo arrived at the small hotel, there were only a few bodyguards and York Roland who had passed out in the room. Du Xiaoran leaned against the wall with an indifferent expression, looking at the pool of blood on the ground with dull eyes.

Du Xiaoran raised his eyes, then lowered them again: "I came a step late, An Ning was rescued."

"Damn it!" Mo Qiange slammed his fist on the wall anxiously.

"An Ning, you must be safe..." Lu Momo folded her hands together in front of her chest and prayed. Seeing the pool of blood, her heart turned cold.

There were bursts of hurried footsteps in the corridor, and after a while, Young Master Rong and Tang Chao squeezed into the small room, Feng Mou searched around but couldn't find the target, he asked with bloodshot eyes, "Where's Luo An Ning?"

Du Xiaoran looked at the person who came, he is An Ning's husband, the prince of Baina International?

Involuntarily, Du Xiaoran looked at him with a hint of hostility. Mo Qiange stepped forward and kicked Roland, as if unable to understand the hatred, he added another kick: "An Ning was rescued."

Young Master Rong rubbed the center of his brows wearily, the search for the past few days was already exhausting him physically and mentally, he never knew that his wife was so capable, she would cause such a big thing to him without him noticing.

"Ah Chao, let's go."

Young Master Rong turned and left. Suddenly, he stopped at the door and looked back at York Roland on the ground. His thin coral red lips evoked a bloodthirsty and cruel smile.

"Xu Zhiyuan, inject her with the latest researched n7."

Xu Zhiyuan's expression froze, and he immediately bowed in response: "Yes, Young Master Rong!"

n7 is the latest biochemical virus developed by a secret biochemical research institute of Rong Shao. Once it is injected intravenously, it will instantly break down various body functions in a short period of time and cause people to be tortured.

But the miraculous thing is that after one month, it will be back to the same as before, and it will relapse again after one month. The effect of one dose is 3 months.

After leaving the small hotel and getting into the car, Rong Yan leaned back on the chair wearily, his phoenix eyes slightly knocked: "A Chao, find Luo Anning as soon as possible, nothing will happen to her."

It was undeniable that the already dark blood stains on the ground made him anxious.

With so much blood, it lasted half a month. How serious was she injured? Can she survive after shedding so much blood?

Thinking of this, Rong Yan felt a burst of pain in his head, as if it was about to explode.

Tang Chao looked at him thoughtfully, knowing him for such a long time, it was only the second time that he was so anxious.

"Yan, do you like Shang Luo An Ning?"