My wife is so sweet

Chapter 782 Lost a hand
"After the crisis is over, I have to take the company back."

"Will he let go?"

"The right to speak is still in my hands, even if he doesn't want to, he has to return it!"

He had known for a long time that he was restless, so he deliberately kept a hand, and the defense was today!

……

"If you asked Qiao Lin to drive Jiang Yan out, he would have guessed your purpose?" Yang Chuyue leaned into Yan Jingshi's arms and said.

"You came here just to ask this?" Yan Jingshi lowered his eyes, his eyes were as deep as a tunnel with no end in sight, with unknown emotions flickering slightly.

"Yeah, who told you not to tell me?"

"If you know it, you know it, anyway, the result won't change." Yan Jingshi raised his hand and turned off the light: "It's late, go to sleep."

"En." Yang Chuyue found the most comfortable position in his arms, and closed her eyes.

Yan Jingshi's big hands quietly slipped in from under her pajamas, rubbing against her skin once and for all.

"Sleep." She patted his hand off angrily.

"It's smoother." Yan Jingshi, who had completed the appraisal, came to a conclusion.

Yang Chuyue: "..."

……

I fell asleep until I woke up naturally, and when I woke up, the bed beside me was already empty.

Yang Chuyue didn't mind either. After brushing her teeth and eating breakfast, she soaked herself in the medicine.

Just as I sat down, my phone rang.

"Chuyue, read the news quickly, something serious happened." Yi Sanshao yelled over there.

"Have you gone to heaven? Have you fallen to earth? Or is it that your concubine is pregnant with your child, and you are not responsible, so she ran to others to sue you?"

"I'll go. As expected, he's a former reporter with great eloquence, but I'm disappointed. It's not me, but the Qiao family."

"Crack." Before Sanshao Yi could finish speaking, Yang Chuyue hung up the phone directly.

Click on the news and browse it.

It was Qiao Ming. He lost all his money, had his hand cut off, was met by a reporter on the way to the hospital, and was reported.

"Tsk, what a bad luck." Yang Chuyue snorted coldly, then turned off the news, and threw the phone aside.

At the same time, Jiang Yan received the news and rushed to the hospital.

Qiao Ming had just finished bandaging, and the anesthetic on his arm hadn't dissipated yet.

Before she opened the door, she heard his roar: "Get out, get out of here, all of you."

He made too much noise, the doctor couldn't bear it anymore, and couldn't help scolding: "Don't make noise."

Just as Qiao Ming was about to roar back, Jiang Yan pushed the door open and walked in, his words stuck in his throat like that.

Jiang Yan's eyes scanned the room, and finally stopped on Qiao Ming's severed hand.

As if she saw something terrifying, her pupils shrank violently, and her face turned pale.

"Who did it?" Jiang Yan asked with his hands on the wall to stabilize his body, gnashing his teeth.

Qiao Ming's face was contorted, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Seeing that the atmosphere here was not right, the doctor quickly told Jiang Yan about Qiao Ming's condition and left.

"Can you talk now?"

"A man named Brother Hui." Qiao Ming squeezed out a few words through his teeth.

"Why did he kill you?"

"The money on me is gone, and he refused to wait for two days, so he wanted my hand." Qiao Ming said in a sad and indignant tone.

"Slap." Jiang Yan raised his hand and slapped him hard.

Qiao Ming was a little confused by her beating, and it took him a while to realize: "Why did you hit me?"

"I just want to wake you up, you bastard, why don't you go, why don't you go to the casino, why don't you play, why don't you play gambling, ah, now it's just one hand, what's next? It's your life, do you know?"

(End of this chapter)