Chapter 11 Part.13 Her Fear

Tang Ze was born in the British aristocracy. He was Mo Yao's best friend when he was in high school in the UK. His classmates fought together in class for two years. He insisted on winning half of the country in London. At the most glorious time, Mo Yao and Tang Ze walked in London. On the street, more than half of the gangsters have to bow their heads and call them big brothers.

Later, due to political factors and family interests, great turmoil occurred in the Tang family. To keep him safe, Tang Ze's father secretly sent him to Mexico. After the turmoil passed, Tang Ze fell in love with life in Mexico and decided to stay in Mexico. down.

"Who are you looking for?" Tang Ze was really curious, who could make Master Mo Yaoxing mobilize everyone to ask him.

"An oriental woman." Mo Yao threw over a portrait of a human face, which he synthesized with a computer last night and printed it out.

Tang Ze reached out to take the portrait, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and it was replaced by a smile quickly without leaving a trace, "Wait for my news."

Sending Mo Yao away, two people of similar stature walked side by side in the hospital corridor, one black and one white forming a stark contrast, the black was like Satan, and the white was as elegant and light as a jade tree.

A lot of amazing voices were attracted along the way.

"You go back, I'm leaving." When he got downstairs, Mo Yao waved his hand smartly, leaving Tang Ze with a free and easy back, turned and got into the car.

Aston Martin's top limited edition sports car, this man really is, he doesn't know how to keep a low profile wherever he goes.

"Go slowly, I'll let you know if it disappears." Tang Ze put his hands in his pockets naturally, watching Mo Yao drive away.

As soon as Mo Yao left, the luxurious and elegant Bentley Yazhi rushed over from the main entrance of the hospital. With an arrogant brake, the car stopped firmly in front of Tang Ze.A tall, thin and fair Chinese man jumped out of the car, and greeted Tang Ze with a hip-hop, "Hi, Young Master Tang, are you looking for me?"

Tang Ze broke out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, Mo Yao took a step earlier and didn't bump into him.

"Let me have your coquettish Bentley these few days." Tang Ze snatched the key from Zhang Xian, put it in his pocket under Zhang Xian's surprised eyes, took out another key and threw it away. Throwing the car keys to Zhang Xian, "You drive mine."

"Why?" Zhang Xian looked puzzled, watching Tang Ze open the door and sit in the driver's seat of the Bentley, the gas pedal disappeared from his eyes.

Zhang Xian looked at the Ford Raptor key in his hand resentfully, with a look of disgust.

Tang Ze drove the Bentley to his own exclusive garage and locked it up. Zhang Xian has always been high-profile, hoping that Mo Yao hasn't found out yet.After looking around, Tang Ze walked out of the underground parking lot in peace and returned to the office.

Looking at the portrait left by Mo Yao, Tang Ze's gentle face became condensed.

How did she offend Mo Yao?
The summer in Mexico is just like the wind and clouds in China. The afternoon is still sunny and cloudy in the evening. After dinner, the sky is full of dark clouds, and the whole city is plunged into the darkness before the storm.

The sound of hurried footsteps sounded in the corridor, and after a while, they stopped in front of the door of a ward.

The one who fell asleep in the room was the girl he picked up from the side of the road yesterday.

The girl seemed to have experienced something very unpleasant, her body was traumatized, and her menstrual period coincided, so she was exhausted and fainted on the side of the road.When examining her, the nurse found many bruises on her body, some pinches, and some contusions. He couldn't help but wonder how intense the scene was to cause such a tragic injury.

At the end of the corridor, a flash of lightning suddenly flashed, and the light that lit up instantly illuminated the window sill and reflected on the windows that were not closed tightly.

Tang Ze hesitated for a moment, then turned around and planned to close the window.

Boom, a sound of thunder resounded through the sky, the big raindrops fell densely, and the raindrops chased by the storm rushed over the window sill and splashed on the wall. After a while, the corner of the wall was wet.

Tang Ze quickened his pace.

Suddenly, a scream pierced into his ears, which seemed extraordinarily frightening in this stormy night.

This voice... Tang Ze didn't bother to close the window, turned around and ran to the ward just now. The scream came from there.

Another flash of lightning flashed, followed by thunder, and there was the sound of something falling to the ground in the ward.

Tang Ze opened the door of the ward, only to see that the room was in a mess, fruit and medicine bottles were thrown everywhere, and the girl who was supposed to be quietly lying on the bed for transfusion was now curled up by the wall.

Because of fear, the small body hugged into a ball.

Is she afraid of thunderstorms?

(End of this chapter)

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