"I can't go there. If anything happens, call me." Meng Chen said, "The old man is very difficult, so be prepared."

"I see that he is not young yet, and his body is very strong. I am convinced that he still dares to go to the riverside to do this at such an old age."

"I'm so smart, but at this age, I'm so confused." Meng Chen didn't have much expression on his face. He felt that this was a very fair evaluation of Qin Shien.

He dominated the shopping malls when he was young, and with his fierce tactics, most people are somewhat afraid of the old man.

Even though he is old, he still looks great, but he refuses to admit that he is being used and led by others.

"Have you found Fang Lan?" Meng Chen asked.

"Not yet. It is said that she was also seriously injured?"

"Yes, she doesn't know how to swim yet."

"That would probably be a narrow escape from death."

The director chatted with Meng Chenxu for a while before hanging up the phone.

Butler Sun has entered the ward to take care of Ye Jiaqi. She is guarding the bedside as if she were guarding her own child.

After Meng Chen made a phone call with the director, he told his subordinates to completely block the news and asked someone to go to the cemetery to keep an eye on Butler Tang.

This Qingming Festival is very uneasy.

Everything that happened at night was suppressed by Meng Chen.

Just like the river, at dawn, it returns to a quiet and peaceful atmosphere.

The ward is brightly lit and heated.

Butler Sun brought the young master's little tiger to Ye Jiaqi.

She didn't know how to comfort Ye Jiaqi, but she knew that Ye Jiaqi liked Qiao Chengfan very much and planned to put the little tiger in his suitcase before leaving.

The cute little tiger was guarding Ye Jiaqi's pillow, sitting cutely.

Butler Sun held Ye Jiaqi's cold hand and sighed.

When she was in London, she had also seen Josnian injured, but never as seriously as this.

However, she knew that Josnian would not regret it. Instead, she was very happy because Ye Jiaqi was fine.

Housekeeper Sun also stayed up all night. Like Meng Chen, she was guarding the news about Josnian.

"Miss Ye, no matter what, you have to wake up safely. At least the young master is still waiting for you." Butler Sun's voice was soft and choked.

Even if Master Qiao is gone, the young master is still there.

There are many beautiful people and things in this world.

Ye Jiaqi is also still young.

As she thought about it, the corners of housekeeper Sun's eyes became moist. She raised the back of her hand to wipe it and turned away.

This feeling of wanting to cry but not being able to cry is not pleasant.

After following Master Qiao for six years, she already regarded him as her relative in her heart. Now that something happened to Master Qiao, how could she be calm?

But she couldn't cry.

At least you can't cry in front of Ye Jiaqi.

The dark night is silent.

Outside the window is the dark sky, and darkness is pressing over the capital.

After Meng Chen explained everything, he went to the smoking room to smoke all night alone.

He sat in pain on the chair, with a constant smoke between his fingers.

Xiaofan's smoke was not strong enough, but his smoke was enough.

He choked on the smoke several times and kept coughing alone in the smoking room.

The sound of coughing echoes, and the pain in his heart becomes even worse.

Meng Chen's eyes were already red, the corners of his eyes were moist, his nose was sore, and his throat seemed to be blocked by stones.

He locked the door of the smoking room and kept smoking alone inside.

Just why, nicotine can't relieve the pain in the nerves at all, and the heart is still shaking violently?
Chapter completed!