Jiaotai, the richest man in the right door

Chapter 22 022: Sir please get in the car

"You just know what you have in mind." Jin Jixiang said, "I am also willing to believe that the children brought up by the old chairman will do things properly."

After finishing speaking, Jin Jixiang got into the car accompanied by his secretary.

After hearing such words, Ning Guiwan curled her red lips and smiled, very lightly.

An outsider is willing to believe her, but her biological father doesn't.

When Ning Honghua called, she had just driven the car out of Tianchi Group's underground garage.

Seeing the number, she already guessed what the other party was going to say.

Sure enough, when the call was connected, Ning Honghua didn't even turn the corner, "Go to the hospital and apologize to Qinghan."

Ning Guiwan smiled extraordinarily brightly, "Okay."

However, the pair of beautiful eyes reflected in the interior rearview mirror were as cold as ice.

An hour later, Ning Guiwan appeared at the door of Ning Qinghan's ward wearing a red dress with high slits. As she walked, her white and straight legs were looming, and the extreme contrast between one red and one white was very eye-catching.

Quan Xiangru was feeding Ning Qinghan soup, when he heard footsteps and raised his head, his breathing almost stopped for a moment.

Ning Qinghan's eyes were red and swollen, she obviously cried a lot, when she saw Ning Guiwan, her complexion suddenly changed, especially when she saw Ning Guiwan swaying and swaying, her eyes were almost devouring.

"What are you doing here?"

The words were spoken to Ning Guiwan, but the eyes looked at Quan Xiangrui.

Quan Xiangru was also looking at Ning Guiwan, with a different brilliance in his eyes.

This girl has changed a lot. In the past, she was warm and cheerful, but also pure and clean. Now, from head to toe, even her hair is alluring and coquettish.

Suddenly my hand was empty.

When Quan Xiangru came back to his senses, Ning Qinghan had already thrown the bowl in his hand.

It's heading towards Ning Guiwan.

"You murderer, I don't want to see you, get out!" Ning Qinghan roared angrily.

Ning Guiwan did it on purpose, she must have dressed like this on purpose to seduce Quan Xianglu!

When the bowl of soup flew over, Ning Guiwan didn't dodge it, the bowl hit her left shoulder, it hurt, she frowned slightly, and looked down at the dress stained with a large amount of soup.

"Xiao Wan!" Quan Xiangruo barely thought, got up and walked quickly towards Ning Guiwan, his usual gentle tone was obviously worried at this moment, "Are you alright?"

Ning Guiwan raised her head, her eyes seemed to fluctuate, she was silent for a moment, slowly raised her hand, her jade fingers slid across Quan Xiangruo's collar like boneless, and said softly, "Brother Xiangru... in what capacity do you care about me?" ?”

Quan Xiangru looked at her charming eyebrows and eyes, opened his mouth to speak, but his throat seemed to be blocked, and finally only murmured her name.

"Little night..."

"Brother Xiangru!" Ning Qinghan's eyes were bloodshot with anger.

Ning Guiwan seemed to wake up from a dream, suddenly withdrew her hand, but smiled slowly, "Brother Xiangruo, help me buy some clothes, look at this one on me..."

She looked down at the clothes with an innocent expression, "I can't wear them anymore."

Quan Xiangruo looked at Ning Qinghan, obviously worried that these two worry-free women were in the same room.

Ning Guiwan smiled and said: "Don't worry, I won't do anything to your fiancée, I happen to have something to say and I want to talk to her alone."

"I have nothing to say to you!"

Ning Guiwan smiled, "Then you want me to go shopping with brother Xiangruo?"

Ning Qinghan's face turned blue.

……

"What on earth do you want to do?" The door of the ward was closed, and the sound of Quan Xiangruo's footsteps disappeared, Ning Qinghan couldn't hold back anymore, "Ning Guiwan, there are so many men in the world, why do you insist on grabbing my man? put?"

"I should ask you this." Ning Guiwan walked slowly to the bedside, looked down at Ning Qinghan with a smile on his lips, and his eyes were indifferent, "Four years ago, you framed me with a miscarriage, and four years later, you used the old tricks again. Shi, what do you want to do?"

"You and Ning Rongyue wanted to enter Ning's house. If I disagreed, you also entered. You liked my boyfriend and climbed into his bed behind my back, became pregnant with his child, and became his fiancee." , what else are you dissatisfied with?"

"You talk nonsense!" Ning Qinghan was emotional, she wanted to get up suddenly, but her lower abdomen was stretched, her forehead was sweating from the pain, her lips turned pale in an instant, she held her stomach for a long time, then raised her head and stared bitterly Ning Guiwan.

"You're still quibbling! Back then someone saw you sneaking into my room and changing my medicine into abortion pills!" Ning Qinghan clenched her fists tightly, the veins in her neck swelled up.

……

Ning Guiwan didn't wait for Quan Xiangru to come back, and left Ning Qinghan's ward in that red dress stained with mottled soup, Ning Qinghan's last words echoed in his ears.

"So what if I plotted against you yesterday? I just hate you, and I just want Dad to drive you out and never see you again! But I never thought of using my child to frame you, and I didn't even know I was pregnant!"

"But the child that you killed four years ago, Ning Guiwan, you wait, I will definitely avenge it!"

Ah.

Ning Guiwan stood at the entrance of the inpatient building, raised his head slightly, and there were layers of dark clouds above his head.

She knows what kind of person Ning Qinghan is.

Bad thoughts, but not deep scheming, everything is revealed in facial expressions and words.

The hatred of killing a child in Ning Qinghan's eyes is not like pretending.

Things seem...not as Ning Guiwan originally guessed.

really interesting.

Ning Guiwan was thinking while walking towards the parking lot, suddenly, a group of reporters rushed out from nowhere and surrounded her.

"Miss Ning San, I heard that you pushed Miss Ning Er this time and caused her to have a miscarriage because you coveted her fiancé, is that true?"

"If yes, then four years ago you caused her to have a miscarriage, was it also because of her fiancé?"

"Someone said that they saw you seduce Miss Ning Er's fiancé at a certain reception. Can you tell me how far you have been dating in private?"

"..."

All kinds of tricky questions came to him, Ning Guiwan stood where he was, after the initial surprise, he quickly calmed down, hardly showing any panic.

She is no longer the little girl she was four years ago, who would panic in the face of long guns and short guns.

But reporters are always annoying, especially Yuji, Ning Guiwan slowly frowned, feeling a little annoyed.

Just as he was thinking about how to get out as soon as possible, a black car stopped beside him.

A few men in black got out of the car, forced their way into the crowd, and rescued Ning Guiwan from being surrounded by reporters.

Ning Guiwan looked at these familiar men, and one of them said to her: "Sir is waiting for you in the car."

Not far away, a Cullinan was parked.

Ning Guiwan glanced at it, then looked away, and walked towards his car.

The man who spoke directly blocked her way, wearing sunglasses, with no emotion below the bridge of the nose, looking very rigid: "Sir, please get in the car."

Looking at him like that, he has no choice but to get in his husband's car.

Ning Guiwan looked at him for a while, then turned and walked towards the Cullinan.

The bodyguard followed step by step, walked to the side of the car, and opened the door for her.

Inside the car, Quan Yu sat by the window with his long legs crossed. The window was half open, and the wind came in, slightly blowing the man's well-groomed hair. Eyes, warm and calm.

But when his sight touched the stain on Ning Guiwan's skirt and the obvious bruise on his fair skin on his left shoulder, the man's eyes deepened.

Then touching her large snow-white thigh exposed from the high slit because of her standing posture, the man's eyes deepened.

　Uncle: This leg... is really white.

　　Mou Yao: ...

　　Uncle, are you focusing on the wrong point?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)