Chief's Spicy Wife

Chapter 18 Disappearing out of thin air
Ling Feng's face was pale, and he smiled wickedly.

An Yao was stunned and stuttered inconceivably. "You... your waist?"

"The scar left by the car accident is probably stretched, it's fine."

As soon as the car accident was mentioned, An Yao immediately lost her temper.Everything started because of her.

"I'll call you a doctor!"

She was about to leave, but he took her hand behind his back. "It's not that delicate, you don't need to bother the doctor."

"What should I do?"

"you help me."

"Me?" An Yao hurriedly waved her hand. "How can I do it? I'm not a nurse, and I haven't learned bandaging."

"There's always a first time, is there gauze or something in the room?"

An Yao couldn't resist Ling Feng, so she brought a series of gauze items, and simply followed Ling Feng's instructions to bandage the wound on his waist.

In fact, according to the degree of injury in the car accident, if it is an ordinary person, it is estimated that it is absolutely impossible to recover if it is not lying in the hospital for a month.But Ling Feng's physique is beyond ordinary people, and in just three to five days, he can go to An's house to find her by himself.

It's really a masterpiece among strange flowers.

While dressing up, An Yao shook her head in admiration.

Ling Feng didn't bother to care about her, and leaned weakly on the sofa just after treating the wound, Ruyu's eyes coldly glanced at Yan Jinchen on the bed: "How long are you going to let him stay?"

An Yao followed Ling Feng and looked over. "Always have to wake up."

Downstairs, Lan Chong and Kuku stood at the entrance of the stairs with their necks stretched out, their ears pricked up to hear what was going on upstairs.

Unfortunately, nothing can be heard.

Lan Chong: "Otherwise, let's go up and stand by the door to listen, maybe we can hear clearly."

Kuku shook his head: "I don't."

Lan Chong looked at him teasingly. "What? Are you afraid that your master will skin you?"

Kuku despises Lanchong. "Aren't you afraid?"

Lan Chong pursed his lips and changed the subject: "I think we should go up and have a look, otherwise Yaoyao will suffer in case of a fight!"

Kuku rolled his eyes, dissatisfied with Lan Chongna. "Please, you should be more worried about Lord Ling when they fight, right? How can Miss An be so barbaric that she will suffer herself!"

The two of them simultaneously remembered the scene where An Yao smashed Yan Jinchen with a vase, looked at each other, and remained silent.

An Yuntian walked past them aggressively.

Lan Chong shrank his neck in fright, it was too late to report the news.

Upstairs, An Yao's room.

An Yuntian stared at An Yao with a concealed expression. "Who allowed you to bring Yan Jinchen into An's house? Yaoyao, you are too shallow!"

An Yao spread her hands and shrugged nonchalantly. "He saved me once, I saved him once, and I will send him away when he wakes up."

The golden crutch hit the ground fiercely, An Yuntian's face flushed red, as if he was about to let go of his anger. "An Yao! I allow you to be naive! But I don't allow you to be ignorant! You think Yan Jinchen too simply! Get out of here, and I'll arrange someone to send him away immediately."

An Yao threw the gauze in her hand on the coffee table, and came to An Yuntian in displeasure. "He is so powerful, what can he do now that he is unconscious? Didn't I say that when he wakes up, I will send him to where he wants to go immediately? It's just a few square meters of your place temporarily, you Is it necessary to be so aggressive?"

The air was a little weird, and there was a sense of unease about the quarrel everywhere.

An Yuntian confronted An Yao.

Ling Feng was sitting on the coffee table, crossing his legs out of his mind, as if drinking afternoon tea comfortably.

"You are really ignorant!"

An Yuntian stomped off the crutch in his hand again, turned and left An Yao's room.

An Yao slumped on the sofa, turned around and glared at Ling Feng, who was smiling slightly. "Just pretending to be so noble! In fact, you, like grandpa, want Yan Jinchen to get out of here quickly, don't you?"

Ling Feng curled up one corner of his lips, with an imperceptible playfulness floating on his pretty face, he stepped forward and hugged An Yao's shoulder. "He must not stay in your room like this."

"why?"

"Because you are mine."

"..."

An Yao held Ling Feng's hand awkwardly, and flung it aside. "Don't be gross, I don't know you very well."

Ling Feng smiled lightly, leaning half of his body to the sofa, announcing like a god. "I'll take Yan Jinchen back to the Ling family. First, the Ling family has a lot of villas, so it's no big deal to share one with him. Second, the Ling family is different from the An family. He lives in Huanhai Villa, so he can't fly even with wings. "

An Yao lowered her eyes and didn't say much.

In the evening, it was getting dark.

An Yao and Ling Feng were having dinner at the restaurant on the first floor, An Yuntian directly told the servants that he was full, and there was no need to wait for him for dinner.

After Ling Feng and An Yao had dinner, Ling Feng sat on the sofa watching TV boredly, as if he regarded this place as his own home, and he had no intention of leaving at this late hour.

An Yao only cared about An Yuntian and had no time to pay attention to him.

At this moment, she is preparing to send the chicken soup that she personally cooked to An Yuntian, and wants to persuade the old man not to be so paranoid. If it really doesn't work, she can compromise with Ling Feng and send Yan Jinchen to Ling Feng. home healing.

In short, it is absolutely impossible for her to let go.

An Yao walked up the stairs, her heart pounding as she walked.An Yuntian is definitely a stubborn old man who makes people speechless. With his persistence in looking for her for 20 years and his authority in the group, he knows that he is not a coaxer!
She had to think of a way to make him happy.

But thinking hard, her footsteps were getting closer and closer to An Yuntian's door, but she didn't have the slightest thought.

Only now did she realize that after living together for so long, she didn't even know what he liked!He cared so much about her, but she never cared about him.

Thinking of the white hair growing on his temples, An Yao's heart was filled with guilt.

Lan Chong suddenly ran down from upstairs, grabbed An Yao's hand and said in horror: "Yaoyao! Yan Jinchen! Yan Jinchen is missing!"

The blue and white porcelain bowl in An Yao's hand fell to the ground, and the golden oil melted into the carpet, tearing and tearing.The two rushed to An Yao's room together.

Hearing this, Ling Feng also turned off the TV, and went upstairs unhurriedly.

Inside the room, it was empty.

Although the bedding on the bed was a bit messy, there was no trace of struggle.

An Yao, Lan Chong, and Ku Ku stood in the room, looking at the closed windows, and suddenly felt creepy.

The Anjia Villa is heavily guarded, it is impossible for someone to come to the second floor to rescue an unconscious person without anyone noticing, but the bodyguards are not aware of it!

But that being said, how should I explain everything in front of me?

Looking at the empty big bed, An Yao frowned, feeling a bad feeling in her heart.

Did Yan Jinchen run away by himself?But there is no reason!His injury is there, it is absolutely impossible to participate in the leave.Even if there is any movement, it is impossible for him to choose to execute it in his current physical condition.

Wearing white trousers and a purple shirt, Ling Feng walked in lazily, touching the sheets very professionally. "The quilt is still warm, and it should have been missing not long ago. Lan Chong, you immediately send someone to search around, cool, call and activate the Ling family's radar system, and search the entire city for radar signals."

Lan Chong and Ku Ku nodded, and hurried to follow Ling Feng's instructions.

An Yao followed Lan Chong: "I'll go with you."

Ling Feng grabbed An Yao's hand, causing An Yao to scream, Lan Chong and Ku Ku also stopped and looked at the two of them.

Ling Feng's eyes turned cold, and he glanced at the two of them. The two quickly shrank their necks, trotted away, and closed the door very considerately.

An Yao shook off Ling Feng's hand and glared at him: "Why are you pulling me? I'm going to find him!"

"Are you in love with him?" His eyes were dangerous and blurred, and he looked at An Yao with a taste of judging the situation.

An Yao sneered, and raised her perfect chin to a 45-degree angle, "What are you talking about? Do you think I'm a love buying station? I'll fall in love with any cat or dog?"

Ling Feng stretched out his handsome hand and stroked her chin with an evil tone. "Then don't make a misleading gesture."

There was an imperceptible anger in his tone.

An Yao was slightly startled, and knocked off his hand. "Who wants to misunderstand who is misunderstood, why should I restrain my own behavior for the suspicion of others?"

An Yao still joined Lan Chong's search team.

In the night sky, a private plane bound for an uncertain destination is flying rapidly.

In the luxurious cabin, Zhe Jia untied the ropes on her body, took off her black night clothes, and arranged her long hair.

A man with small eyes beside him helped him organize the clothes he had taken off. "The first time you used gliding to save someone, how did it feel? Did you leave any clues?"

Zhejia smiled seductively. "The camera must have caught it, but I'm dressed in black and I rarely show up in City A, so it's impossible for them to recognize me."

The man laughed, stretched out his hand and gave Zhejia a tacit high five. "Overall, it's beautifully done."

Zhe Jia tidied up, and said anxiously: "I'll go and see Chen, I'll leave this to you."

"Go."

In the first-class cabin, there was a temporary soft bed. Yan Jinchen was still unconscious while receiving an infusion.

For some reason, seeing his peaceful sleeping face, Zhejia was inexplicably relieved.

She sat on the edge of the bed, stroking the side of his face with her thumb. "Sleep well, you should have a good rest. Leave the rest to me, and I will help you."

She turned her hand and gently stroked the shining sapphire in his left ear.

She chuckled lightly and said, "Chen, you are finally willing to let go of your cold exterior and have a peaceful dream. After so many years, are you tired?"

(End of this chapter)