Meng Chen continued: "I don't know anything when I bought a skirt for the first time. If the size is not right, tell me and I'll buy another one."

His low, magnetic voice spread through the air and filled the entire ward.

His whole body was in pain, and it took a lot of effort to say a word.

Xiao Zi sneered indifferently.

"Just say it casually, how can this white dress be suitable for me? Senior Brother Meng gives it to other girls, don't waste it." Xiao Zi hung up the phone without any mercy.

This white dress is indeed not suitable for her.

She is not young anymore, nor is she simple anymore.

"Didn't you like white skirts very much before?" Meng Chen smiled low.

"Xiao Zi is no longer the Xiao Zi of the past. Xiao Zi can smoke and drink. Did she do it before?" She sneered, "Actually, I like Xiao Zi of the present more, much more comfortable than before."

"Xiao Zi..."

"Shut up." She glanced at him coldly.

Meng Chen: “…”

Meng Chen tried his best to speak, the gauze cracked, blood oozed out, and his forehead was filled with big beads of sweat.

He frowned in pain and did not dare to move any more.

But blood flowed down his arms, and he looked at Xiao Zi blankly and helplessly.

"Xiao Zi, help me treat the wound."

"Xiao Zi, please call me a nurse."

"Xiao Zi..."

"It's better to die."

Xiao Zi ignored it, lowered her head and quickly reinstalled the tablet into her bag.

Leaving without looking back.

Meng Chen: “…”

Meng Chen looked resentful, and there was a helpless luster in his dark eyes.

...

It was a heavy rain at one o'clock in the morning.

It was pitch black everywhere, and I couldn't see my five fingers.

The dense raindrops fell from the woods and hit the thick leaves, making a "crackling" sound.

The mud is muddy and the ground is full of dead leaves and black soil.

A beam of light from flashlights shone on the ground, casting a bright light in the dark woods.

The wind and cold rain are splashing everywhere!

The dark people stood in the rain, searching for the traces of Fang Ya and Ye Jiaqi.

It was quiet around, no one made a sound, and occasionally I heard a low voice.

Qiao Sinian was still wearing the black suit in the afternoon, and the not-so-thick clothes could not stop the cold at night.

But he didn't feel anything, and he couldn't even feel the cold.

The leather shoes were covered with mud and mud stains were also splashed on the spotless suit pants.

There were a few scratches on the back of the hands and neck, and the blood was mottled.

In the darkness, he was like the Shura King in the Dark Night, with a cold face and a deep sank to the extreme.

Ye Jiaqi, has not been found yet.

Xiao Zi sent him one suspicious area after another, and he was looking for it one by one.

"Master Qiao, you go back and rest first, just have us here." said a bodyguard.

Qiao Sinian remained silent. How could he leave Ye Jiaqi alone in the dark night?

She is afraid of the dark.

"Continue looking for it." He ordered coldly.

"Yes, Mr. Qiao."

Someone held an umbrella for Qiao Sinian, but his hair and clothes were still mostly wet, wet and cold, and they were pressed against his body.

"Qiqi, come back..." He looked blankly at the dark distance, his eyes blankly.

Ye Jiaqi, did you hear that when you come back?

As long as you come back, I will promise you anything.

Qiao Sinian closed her tired eyes, and her eyes were powerless and heavy.

He clenched his fists and couldn't take any steps.

After searching for an afternoon and one night, he had not seen her yet.

The rain flowed down his forehead.
Chapter completed!