After a moment, he threw a tissue to her, and his voice had calmed down: "Do you have a grudge against him? Do you have to kill him like this?"

Tang Wanwan looked up at him.

Zhou Yanhui sneered again: "Who do you think you can hide your little thoughts? Isn't it just that the person named Zhao is unable to turn over?"

He took a tissue and wiped his blood-stained hands, then threw them on her, and his tone was very light: "Tang Wanwan, do you need this trouble?"

She didn't say anything.

Zhou Yan looked back at her, and then her eyes fell on her arm.

The blood was completely dried up, and half of the arm was covered in blood.

His eyes became dim, and his voice became hoarse: "What are you still sitting?"

She raised her eyes and looked at him in a daze.

Zhou Yan took her coat and threw it to her: "Go to the hospital."

She still didn't move.

Zhou Yan returned to the fire: "Do you still expect me to hug you if you do such a shocking thing?"

She blinked and suddenly regained the shameless spirit: "Yes, I just expect you to hug you."

Zhou Yan was stunned for a moment, but she didn't expect that she was not only bold but also so shameless. He sneered and leaned over: "I don't really understand you."

After saying that, he really put anger on his anger and picked her up.

Tang Wanwan was charming because of her favor, and she even dared to wrap her bloody arms around his neck.

Zhou Yan replied with disgust: "I have dirty my clothes."

"This is dirty!" She stared at his eyes: "You don't think it's dirty when you hug me!"

"What's this?" He still sneered: "Pleasing or flattering? Tang Wanwan really has you."

With a few big strides, he had already carried Tang Wanwan out of the box.

In the parking lot downstairs, a sports car had already parked there. Zhou Yan returned to open the car door and bent over and carried the person into the car, closed the car door and walked around to the other side to get on the car.

The car drove away slowly.

No one knew that there was still someone downstairs of the hotel without leaving.

This person is Director Liang.

Director Liang looked at him in amazement, watching Young Master Yan carry Tang Wanwan out.

It was actually carried out!

What kind of relationship does it mean to hold it?

Director Liang's head seemed to have thunder hit, striking him to death.

Could it be that Tang Wanwan was raised by Young Master Yan?

If others don't believe it, Young Master Yan has a very high vision and has never been involved with women. However, this little Tang is really beautiful, and he just looked at his expression but was not afraid that Young Master Yan would dare to hug him.

If it doesn’t matter, could Young Master Yan hug her?

Director Liang was shocked and decided to do nothing tonight, so he followed them.

*

In the car, Tang Wanwan had something to do, Zhou Yanhui was angry, and no one spoke.

Zhou Yanhui originally wanted to take her to Dr. Gao's place, but considering that she was really not good-looking like this, she called Secretary Yin and asked her to arrange a doctor.

Secretary Yin arranged a doctor on the spot, and no one could see him.

Zhou Yan returned to the car and arrived at the hospital. Secretary Yin came over and opened the car door for Tang Wanwan. On one side, he replied to Zhou Yan on the other side: "There have been dealt with over there."

Zhou Yan turned her fingers on the car door, paused and asked, "Is Zhao Bingyu still here?"

"Here! Producer Wang is here too." Secretary Yin helped Tang Wanwan out and smiled faintly: "I don't dare to leave, I'm waiting for Mr. Yan to say."

After she said that, her eyes fell on Mr. Yan.

Alas, the white shirt is covered in blood, which is terrible.

When I looked at Tang Wanwan again, she was weak and pale-

She sighed in her heart: This little ancestor is so powerful! When she heard something happened, Yan Shaolian Lianyang gave up the social engagements and rushed over, which shows the weight in her heart.

Just as Secretary Yin was guessing, Zhou Yan replied in a quiet voice: "Take her to treat the wound, and wait for me in the car if it is done."

Secretary Yin nodded and helped Tang Wanwan to leave.

Tang Wanwan turned around and said, "Zhou Yan returns."

Zhou Yan returned to stand in the dark night, and the night breeze blew the hair on his forehead, and he whispered: "Tang Wanwan, now is not the time for you to bargain."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Tang Wanwan was stunned.

Secretary Yin couldn't help but say something more: "You really made Young Master Yan angry this time. Young Master Yan has always been happy, and I have never seen him get so angry."

"I know." Tang Wanwan pursed her lips.

Secretary Yin’s accident: Is there any accident going to happen?

*

The hospital tonight is very lively.

In the emergency room, Zhao Bingyu finished sewing the needle on his forehead and found a temporary ward to rest. Producer Wang was there, while Ning Nuan sneaked to Ye Chen's ward.

Zhao Bingyu lit a cigarette and took a sip: "Old Wang, what do you mean by Mr. Yan? Why am I feeling a little uneasy?"

Production Wang stood by the window playing with blinds, and smiled when he heard this: "What are you afraid of? Didn't you say that you are justice for you? Don't worry, a little girl can't fly into the sky."

The surname Zhao touched his head and said, "I looked at Mr. Yan and looked at the girl with a look that was not right."

Maybe he is also a fellow fellow, so he is particularly sensitive, so he can't see it.

——Sir Yan has never looked at others in person since he came in.

As he said this, Producer Wang comforted him: "I'm thinking too much about Brother Zhao! Young Master Yan looks like he's single. Besides, he doesn't have time to deal with the little girl so busy?"

This Mr. Zhao thought about it carefully and said that's what he meant.

Just as I felt relieved, the door was pushed open.

When Mr. Zhao saw that his soul was scattered.

Two black-clad bodyguards protected the door, and Zhou Yan came in without expression on her face.

Not only Mr. Zhao, but even producer Wang was stunned: "Mr. Yan."

Zhou Yan replied indifferently: "Uncle Wang, wait for me outside."

Production Wang is stunned. How many years has Mr. Yan not called him Uncle Wang?

When he was right away, the two bodyguards had already grabbed him out and closed the door.

Outside the door, Production Wang's mouth moved, but he finally said no word.

Inside the door, Zhou Yan pulled a chair back and sat down, staring at Mr. Zhao.

The man named Zhao was frightened and moved over to test: "Mr. Yan, I'll forget about this matter, it's not a big deal."

"How can I forget it?" Zhou Yan looked down and fiddled with her slender fingers, her voice casually: "Mr. Zhao, you even like my Zhou Yanhui's wife. Do you think I can forget it for you?"
Chapter completed!