My husband loves me too much

Chapter 134 142. She must be terrified.

It was already 02:30 in the morning when Xia Miaomiao came out of the police station after completing the transcript.

The manager was so frightened that he couldn't care less about chasing down the paparazzi who were hiding in the corner taking pictures. When he saw Xia Miaomiao going downstairs, he hurried over to pick her up in the car.

Knowing that Xia Miaomiao was kidnapped, the manager was scared out of his wits.

"Miaomiao, are you hurt anywhere?"

"Small injury, stay safe," Xia Miaomiao didn't care too much about herself.

She was absent-minded when taking notes at the police station, and was always worried about Mu Hua.

"Oh, don't look at me. I have good arms and legs. I'm really fine. Go to the hospital quickly."

The agent was really relieved at this moment, "It's okay, it's fine, as long as you're fine."

Xia Miaomiao had survived a catastrophe today. Although there were no serious injuries on her body, there were a lot of bruises and bruises. Sitting in the soft back seat of the car hurt all over.

First tied to the stinky old factory, and then spent several hours in the police station, she was a little tired and rested by the car window weakly.

"You didn't tell my dad, did you?"

"You've explained it, how dare I," the agent sighed while driving, "This is not a small matter, and the chairman will know about it sooner or later."

Xia Miaomiao was relieved, and waved her hands indifferently, "Then let him sleep well first, and we'll talk about tomorrow's affairs tomorrow."

There were few cars on the road in the early morning and the road was smooth. It only took more than 40 minutes from the police station to the hospital.

Xia Miaomiao was unlucky, just in time for the elevator in the hospital to break down, so she could only walk upstairs on two legs, and finally climbed to the floor where Mu Hua was, she was almost useless.

"I can't do it, I'm going to die," Xia Miaomiao slumped on the bench in the corridor panting heavily, her face pale.

He didn't die in the hands of the kidnappers, but he was tossed about several floors and almost died.

Xia Miaomiao patted her manager's thigh, "Get me a glass of water to drink."

The manager was used to running up and down, and his physical strength was stronger than Xia Miaomiao's. Although he was exhausted, at least he didn't lie down like Xia Miaomiao.

"Wait," the agent resigned himself to running errands for the ancestor.

The farthest corner of the corridor is the smoking area, Xia Miaomiao finally recovered, opened her eyes and took a casual glance.

Although she only had that bitch Tang Chao in her heart, it didn't prevent her from admiring other men at all.

Bo Qijin is different from those rich second generations who are in the crowd of women, both in bearing and self-cultivation are in their own style.

Standing like a pine and cypress, the figure is straight and slender, and the side profile is sharp and angular, even smoking a cigarette looks good.

Before Xia Miaomiao got there, Bo Qijin noticed it, stubbed out the cigarette, and turned sideways.

Look, this is self-cultivation. Xia Miaomiao has been in the entertainment industry for so many years, but she has never met a few men who can take "respect for women" as a habit in private.

"Mr. Bo," Xia Miaomiao thanked him in a rare and serious way, "This time I am thanks to you, otherwise I might be disfigured."

Bo Qijin was polite and indifferent, "You're welcome, Miss Xia is smart, and I didn't do anything."

Someone moved faster than him and rescued Xia Miaomiao first.

"Where is it?" Xia Miaomiao smiled modestly.

Seeing her acting like a treasure, it is hard to imagine that a few hours ago, the kidnapper screamed and wanted to cut her face and cut off her tongue.

This is not the time to be shameless, Xia Miaomiao still doesn't know about Mu Hua's situation, "How is Mu Mu?"

"Not yet awake," Bo Qijin told her, "She choked on water, but the doctor said there was nothing serious."

"That's good," Xia Miaomiao patted her chest.

She leaned against the wall, looked up at the ceiling, and sighed sadly, "Mumu must be scared."

"She was kidnapped before and almost drowned," Xia Miaomiao said, regardless of whether Bo Qijin wanted to hear it or not, "Mumu had conflicts with her father in junior high school, and they quarreled very hard every day. In that year, she transferred to Nancheng, and only returned home once in half a year."

　The four chapters will be updated together today, so there will be no update at [-]:[-] pm.

　　
　
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