The runaway wife of the president of the empire

"Jian Chuan, you are looking for death!" Han Zhenyu just broke out in a fit of rage, when the cold gun barrel hit his temple hard.

"People make money and birds die for food. Don't you even think about how you treated my father? Do you still expect your subordinates to remain loyal to you? Although Chi Yan is not what it used to be, it is enough to make people salivate. You have tried your best to get me, all you want is to inherit all the territory and money under Chi Yan's name, you keep saying you love me, but in fact, you love me the most. Han Zhenyu, your change makes me feel chilling!"

"Have I changed?" After Han Zhenyu finished speaking, his lips turned pale, his breathing was unsteady, and he hurriedly shouted, "Hurry up...call the doctor...call the ambulance..."

He pinched the wound on his thigh, dripping with cold sweat.

"Jian Chuan, tie his wound with a belt!" Mu Yiyi really hated herself, for such a hateful person, she still couldn't bear to watch him die. [

Jian Chuan was startled for a moment, then pulled down the belt around his waist, squatted down and tied Han Zhenyu's wound tightly.

Han Zhenyu snorted in pain, leaned against the cabinet beside him, raised his head to look at Jian Chuan, and said with difficulty: "Bastard! I really underestimated you, aren't you afraid that San Shao will kill you?"

At this time, the door was pushed open, and Lin Siquan walked in with a bruise on the corner of his mouth. The medicine had not worn off, and his steps were still soft.

"Is it you the bastard?" He stepped forward and slapped Han Zhenyu's face hard, causing Han Zhenyu to turn his head sideways.

"Siquan! Are you okay! You scared me to death!" Seeing that Lin Siquan was safe and sound, Mu Yiyi was a little excited, and his heart fell to the ground instantly when he raised it, and he felt relieved all at once.

"I'm fine! How about you?"

Mu Yiyi smiled and shook his head, the hand holding the gun was trembling, causing Han Zhenyu to move his head to the side in fright.

"Where are the ashes? Where are they?" Lin Siquan knelt down and looked at him coldly.

"I know where Mr. Beitang Wu's ashes are, just wait, I'll ask someone to fetch them!" Jian Chuan turned around and walked towards the door as if eager to make a contribution.

Han Zhenyu roared angrily from behind: "Jian Chuan, are you crazy?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Siquan slapped him in the face again, and before Han Zhenyu could react, he knocked him unconscious with a punch.

Han Zhenyu's body fell down.

Lin Siquan then stood up and said to Jian Chuan who was standing at the door: "I said, I will kill him slowly, what are you afraid of?"

"Siquan, I said, as long as Jianchuan helps us this time, I will let him get the whole Chiyan!" Mu Yiyi looked at Lin Siquan who was safe and sound, and his mood calmed down.

Jian Chuan held the doorknob, turned around and stared at Lin Siquan, a little uneasy.

"Go! Bring the ashes here. Since she promised you, I guarantee that no one will dare to ruin your business." Although Lin Siquan dislikes him very much, he will definitely not let her say what Mu Yiyi said. Go back on your word.

"Then... in the past... In fact, I used to take orders from others... I can't help it..." Jian Chuan faltered, he did a lot of bad things, and just now, he gave the third young master medicine.

Lin Siquan glanced at Jian Chuan in displeasure, and said disdainfully, "Let it go!"

"Thank you, Ms. Beitang! Thank you, Third Young Master!" Jian Chuan wanted to kneel down and kowtow, and from then on, he was the one who gave orders. [

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