The president's love for the little runaway wife

Chapter 39 I Don't Pain

Zhang Dayong paused for a while, his filthy Chinese character face became ferociously distorted, his eyes were full of hatred, he clenched his teeth, and continued: "Our brothers were running fast, and that car was lost. Zha also won't be able to find us for a while, but I didn't expect that kid from the Gong family to intervene in this matter. Our brothers were all killed by him. I have a big life, a good life, God Bless you, I didn't go out to have fun with my brothers that day, lying in the rented house and sleeping. Four brothers died, the kid in the Gong family thought they were all dead, no, I'm still alive, I'm better than Brothers, I earned seven years more, hahaha, I earned seven years more..."

Zhang Dayong fell into a state of madness, and Officer Liao beat him several times on the upper arms before giving up.

Seven years ago, the little-known inside story was told by a murderer. Words cannot express the shock of it.

Xu Nian couldn't help but her legs were weak. Before she fell down, a pair of warm palms held her tightly.

"Be careful." Seeing her pale face, Zhong Ze couldn't help feeling distressed, with her slender body leaning forward in a half-embracing posture.

"The next thing will be handled by Officer Liao, let's go first."

His voice was soft like the breeze blowing willows by the green spring in March, extremely gentle and caring.

Xu Nian didn't notice anything wrong, and said in a low voice, "Yes."

In recent years, Zhong Ze has been doing well in the city's first hospital, and his family is not bad, so he bought a white Chevrolet as a means of transportation.

A white Chevrolet drove past the slow-speed belt at the entrance of the police station, and a black Maybach drove towards him. Zhong Ze stepped on the accelerator and subconsciously accelerated the speed.

One white and one black, passing by.

……

A quiet Starbucks.

Zhong Ze's gaze was fixed on the half-cup of sugar poured into the coffee. The small silver spoon swirled and stirred, and the brown coffee stains leaked out of the rim of the cup, staining the plaid tablecloth on the table. He raised his head and saw Xu Nian's eyes drifted away, and he couldn't help asking, "Xu Nian, what are you thinking?"

"Ah? Ah..."

Xu Nian moved too much, poured hot coffee, a few drops landed on the back of her hand, subconsciously let out a cry of pain.

There was a sound of dragging the corner of the chair, Zhong Ze hurriedly got up, took out a soft handkerchief, and gently wiped away the few drops of coffee stains.

"Why haven't I seen you for four years, you still have such a rough and stupid look, and you hurt yourself at every turn." Zhong Ze frowned and reprimanded, his tone slightly serious.

Seven years ago, Zhong Ze studied in the Department of Medicine of University B, and by chance, he was an intern at a hospital in the city.And Xu Nian was his first patient.

While Xu Nian was in the hospital, he launched a love attack on him, stalked him, and did everything he could.And his temperament is the kind of bad guy who doesn't know how to reject others, so even if he knows her ulterior motives, he can't completely reject her. Over time, he has formed a habit.

Zhong Ze always thought that his feelings for Xu Nian were only for patients, not limited to his love for his sister, so he repeatedly rejected her feelings, and finally, because of Xu's persecution, she had to marry He didn't know until Gong Che's time, and it was too late to regret.

Recalling the past, Zhong Ze's mood is inevitably depressed.

"Zhong Ze, I'm fine, I don't need to wipe it anymore." Xu Nian realized that the aura between them was not right, so he couldn't help adding: "I don't feel any pain."

(End of this chapter)