Kuaishou's blackened male god is a little favored

Chapter 50 Chief Satan, Don't Mess 50
Xia Xiyan thought that Ling Feifan would run for his life as soon as possible. After all, when Liu Xin got the remote control, he would have to die, but he actually pulled out the knife in his abdomen and cut the rope for Xia Xiyan.

Xia Xiyan had been tied up for too long, her hands and feet were numb, and it was difficult for her to walk.

Ling Feifan helped Xia Xiyan go out.

Xia Xiyan looked at Ling Feifan with some puzzlement, she didn't expect Ling Feifan to save her.

"Let's go." Ling Feifan shouted.

Ling Feifan covered Xia Xiyan's back and pushed her into the sea.

With a "boom", the ship exploded, and the raging fire enveloped the entire ship.

Since that accident, Ling Yunxiao has become more and more indifferent and unreasonable. The JKO chaebol shrouded in low pressure all day long, and everyone lives cautiously.

"Chief, the project in South City has been completed. There is a business banquet tonight, do you want to attend?" The assistant opened the door and entered the chief's office. He stood at the desk and reported his work respectfully.

After the chief woke up that day, the assistant had three ribs broken by the chief and was imprisoned in the basement before being released later.

"Push it, I have something to do tonight." Ling Yunxiao had a stern face, and he looked at the document in his hand without raising his head.

The assistant said worriedly, "Chief, although work is important, you should also pay attention to your health."

Ling Yunxiao's cold eyes shot at the assistant, and the assistant's back felt cold.

The assistant knew that the chief was still blaming him for that incident, and the friendship for many years had cracked. Also, a person as cold as the chief had only cared about one person for many years. Now that person... how could the chief not annoy him? .

Ling Yunxiao finished the work at hand, and it was time to get off work. Only Ling Yunxiao and his assistant were in the company, and the secretary was off work.

"Chief, do you want me to order food for you?" The assistant walked into the chief's office again, saw the chief standing in front of the huge French window, walked over and said respectfully.

"Get out, you can get off work." Ling Yunxiao looked at the bright lights outside the window, and said lightly.

The assistant didn't dare to say more, and walked out of Ling Yunxiao's office in silence.

Ling Yunxiao stood in front of the window for a long time, and suddenly he raised his hand and pressed his painful temples, his eyes were full of fatigue, he closed them, and when he opened them again, his eyes were filled with coldness, the fatigue just now disappeared.

He picked up the coat on the back of the chair and went out, went to the parking lot, sat in the car, looked at Xiyan's smiling face on the Ping'an sign, he reached out to stroke it, and the corners of his cold mouth slowly curled up.

Ling Yunxiao didn't go home, he drove the car to the entrance of the hospital, got out of the car, and walked towards the hospital.

Pushing open the door of the ward, a thin woman was lying quietly on the hospital bed. If it wasn't for the weak ups and downs of her chest, she would have been thought to be a corpse.

Ling Yunxiao sat beside the hospital bed, and he stretched out his hand to gently touch the woman's face, "Why don't you wake up, you are not by my side, every day is suffering for me, if I was the one who was bombed at the beginning Now, you don’t have to suffer as much as you do now.”

There was a chill in his palm, Ling Yunxiao pulled up the quilt and covered Xia Xiyan's neck, he gently held the woman's slender hand, put it on his lips and kissed, "Xiyan, open your eyes to see if I'm okay Okay? Didn't you say that you would not leave me and would stay with me? How can you not count your words..."

Ling Yunxiao was used to coming to the hospital every night and talking to the sleeping Xia Xiyan.

(End of this chapter)