The woman's voice was filled with anxiety and urgency, and she ran over here quickly.

"Master Qiao, please let Acheng go. He is young and ignorant. In fact, he is doing it for my own good..."

Fang Ya, wearing a light blue dress, stood in front of Josnian.

Her face was filled with worry from the world of travel, and her usually delicate face looked haggard and tired.

She was begging Josnian.

Those pair of water-cut autumn eyes looked at Josnian intently, watery and covered with a layer of mist.

"Why are you here?" Josnian frowned.

"Master Qiao, Yaya and Acheng depend on each other for life. If it weren't for Acheng's painstaking care over the years, Yaya might not have had the courage to live." Fang Ya cried, tears streaming down her face, "He really takes good care of me.

, and he cares about me very much. This time, he did something wrong, and I will teach him a lesson... But, please, please let him go and spare his life..."

Fang Ya cried very sadly, tears streaming down her face.

She saw Fang Cheng's expression change.

She was really afraid that Josnian would strangle him to death...

This man can do it.

"Master Qiao, Master Qiao, please, please..." Fang Ya pulled Josnian's sleeve.

She saw that Josnian's body was covered in blood.

She was also a little frightened. What happened?

After she got off the plane, she went straight to the hospital without knowing anything.

Only then did Josnian's hand loosen and he did not strangle Fang Cheng to death in anger.

Meng Chen on the side remained silent and didn't say a word.

Fang Cheng took a breath and coughed a few times to save his life.

"Fang Ya." Josnian called Fang Ya's name calmly, "There will be no next time."

Fang Ya cried and nodded: "I know, I know, thank you, Mr. Qiao. Acheng is not sensible. I will tell him when I go back. There won't be a next time, definitely not."

Fang Cheng wiped the blood from his face.

He was like a rebellious little lion, silent but with stubborn eyes.

"Get out!" Josnian ordered coldly.

"Okay, Master Qiao, I'll take Acheng out right now. So... is there anything going on during the wedding? Is the situation serious? Master Qiao, do you want me to stay and take care of you? I'm a woman, so I have to be careful."

"Get out!" Josnian warned again.

Fang Ya nodded, said nothing more, and took Fang Cheng's arm.

"Sister, if you have anything to say, let's go." Fang Cheng lowered his voice.

It was very quiet here, and both Josnian and Meng Chen heard what Fang Cheng said.

Josnian's face looked extremely ugly.

Meng Chen shook his head, this Fang Cheng was really not afraid of death.

His sister is not his golden ticket to avoid death.

It seems that he has not corrected his position.

"Master Qiao, I'll guard here. You can go and take a rest. After flying for such a long time..." Meng Chen stepped forward.

He saw Josnian's expression was very bad, and knew that he hadn't slept a wink all day and night.

During this period, he was exhausted physically and mentally trying to find Ye Jiaqi.

"I'll guard." Josnian's voice was indifferent and hoarse.

There was endless exhaustion in his eyes.

Meng Chen didn't say anything else, and stopped disturbing Josnian. He silently stepped back and stayed with Josnian.

Hospital departments.

Fang Ya dipped a cotton swab in alcohol and carefully wiped the scars on Fang Cheng's face.

She felt heartbroken when she saw it. Josnian was so cruel.

"Acheng, does it hurt?" Fang Ya frowned.
Chapter completed!