Knocked to the election boss today

Chapter 117 Crash (2)

Duan Fan's face was tense, and his spring-like smile was reflected in his eyes, and he felt irritated.

Angry at him for giving up on himself, angry at him for nothing, even more angry at him for insisting on holding on even though he obviously didn't want to laugh.

Knowing that he was stubborn, Duan Fan softened his tone, "Lanxi, you believe in me, I will definitely cure you, come back to Fengyun City with me."

Lan Xi turned her head away, staring at the scenery outside the window absent-mindedly, with complex and unspeakable emotions flashing in her eyes.

"Let's not lie to ourselves. I can only sit in a wheelchair for the rest of my life. If I give up, you should too." He said calmly.

Duan Fan's expression changed, he knelt down, and grabbed his arm, "Lan Xi, you said you would believe me, you said that when you can stand up, we will go to the horse race together."

Lan Xi raised the corners of her mouth and smiled sarcasticly, "The promise will also change, just like Qi Qi is gone."

The agreement of the three people, if she is gone, the promise will naturally not count.

Duan Fan saw the relief in his eyes, panicked in his heart, and couldn't help tightening his hand, "If Ye Qi was here, she wouldn't want to see you give up on yourself."

"Don't worry, I won't give up on myself." Lan Xi brushed his hand away and smiled faintly, "I will take care of myself, you can go back to Fengyun City."

He still has something to do, he will live well, at least he has to find out the cause of Qiqi's accident and the murderer who hurt her.

Duan Fan lowered his head, staring blankly at the hand being pushed away, his eyes gradually deepened.

He has drawn a clear line with Fengyun City, and is he ready to draw a line with him?

Duan Fan stood up and looked down at him, "Since you are not going back to Fengyun City, then I will follow you."

Hearing this, Lan Xi raised his head, and the man's furrowed brows fell into his sight.

"Wherever you go, I will follow." He continued.

Words like an oath exploded in Lan Xi's ears and hammered heavily on his heart.

He was slightly taken aback, seeing the stubbornness in his eyes, momentarily speechless.

Duan Fan reached out and took away his flute, "Go to bed early."

After speaking, he took the flute, turned and left the room.

Lan Xi looked at the empty hand, shook her head, and let out a helpless chuckle on her lips.

Taking away the flute that Qi Qi gave him was not because he was afraid that he would leave alone.

It seems that I haven't seen you for a while, but I have become smarter.

……

Hwaseong.

In the morning, the sky is bright.

When Granny Chang came back from the bathroom, she caught a glimpse of Qiao Luo's room door opening out of the corner of her eye, and her heart skipped a beat.

Is it a thief?
Her face changed slightly, and she approached lightly.

Near the door, a black shadow came out from inside.

Granny Chang was taken aback, "Who?"

"Grandma Chang, it's me."

A cold and familiar voice came, and Grandma Chang breathed a sigh of relief.

The corridor was rather dark. The woman was dressed in black and black trousers. Her shoes were stained with mud. It was obvious that she had just returned.

Seeing the luggage bag in her hand, Grandma Chang showed surprise, "Miss, are you going on a long trip?"

Qiao Luo hummed, "Call me if you need anything."

Grandma Chang said hello and asked, "Do you want to go now?"

Qiao Luo nodded, "Go back to sleep for a while."

After speaking, she carried her luggage and walked downstairs.

Granny Chang looked at her back wonderingly, the young lady felt a little depressed.

After coming out of Xiyun Pavilion, the street was deserted, and there was not even a single person.

Qiao Luo opened the car door and threw the luggage into the back seat casually.

After closing the car door, she walked around to the front and got in the car, fastened her seat belt, started the car and drove away.

Leaving the urban area, the suburbs are filled with mist.

The white car galloped on the road, soaring very fast.

The car window was open, and the cold wind whistled in my ears, making my cheeks ache slightly.

Qiao Luo stared blankly at the front, his amber eyes were not as bright as before, and he was a little absent-minded.

Suddenly, a black dog jumped out of the grass.

When Qiao Luo was distracted for a while, when he realized it, he hurriedly turned the steering wheel to avoid it.

The body deviated from the road, and the front of the car slammed into a tree on the side of the road.

"boom--"

Faint white smoke filled the air from the front of the car, and the smell was very choking.

In the car, Qiao Luo held his forehead and slowly straightened up.

With a slight movement, there was a slight stabbing pain in his right hand.

Qiao Luo frowned, reached out to unbuckle his seat belt, opened the door and got out of the car.

She walked to the front and glanced at the front of the car, which was a bit horrible.

She didn't expect that such a thing as driving into a tree would happen to her.

"It's really unlucky." She cursed in a low voice, took out her phone from her pocket, edited a message and sent it out.

She looked up and looked around. Fortunately, it was not far from the wooden house, so she had to walk over.

She put away her phone and walked to the back while rubbing her right hand.

She took out the luggage bag with one hand and left without caring about the car.

……

Dragon's house.

After getting off the plane, Long Beijue received the news that Mrs. Long had fainted.

As for the reason, he can guess without even thinking about it.

When I got home, I heard that people from the collateral lineage of the Long family had come, gathered in the side hall, and the whole room was full of people.

Ignoring them, Long Beijue went directly to Mrs. Long's bedroom.

The door was left open, and Aunt Rong stood guard at the door.

Seeing Long Beijue's return, Aunt Rong respectfully called out, "Young master."

Long Beijue nodded and stepped into the room.

Inside, Mrs. Long was lying on the bed and dozed off with her eyes closed, with needles stuck in her hand and infusion.

Walking to the bed, Long Beijue stopped and called softly, "Grandma."

Madam Long opened her eyes, she was surprisingly calm, "Sit down first."

Long Beijue pulled out his chair and sat down, his expression as calm as ever.

No one wanted to speak first, the grandfather and grandson seemed to be competing for patience.

In the end, it was Mrs. Long who lost her composure first, "I heard about what happened at the banquet, do you have anything to explain to me?"

Long Beijue was silent.

"Do you know what you're doing? Tell me the truth, do you really like that man named Mr. Shi?" Mrs. Long was upset, and said with a livid face.

"Look at the people in the side hall, they are all waiting to see your jokes, do you know that?"

Long Beijue's thin lips moved slightly, "I know what I'm doing."

Qiao Luo showed herself in men's clothes, she had her own plans, she didn't want others to know her identity, so naturally he wouldn't tell the truth.

He doesn't care what other people think.

Mrs. Long said in a deep voice, "You know, you still say that kind of thing."

Thinking of the current gossip outside, Mrs. Long was in a bad mood, "I don't care what happened between you and that Mr. Shi, if you still have my grandma in your eyes, you should sever ties with him immediately."

After she finished speaking, she was panting slightly, Rong Gu quickly poured a glass of water and handed it to her.

"Old lady, the doctor told you not to get excited now, and speak slowly if you have something to say."

She raised her eyes to look at Long Beijue, and said in a warm voice, "Young master, now the whole Huacheng is spreading rumors about you and that Mr. Shi, and rumors can only get worse and worse."

　Well, and ha.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)