Evil husband, you stand in my way!

Chapter 151

I will make you hurt, hurt a thousand times, and make you regret the harm you have done to me these days!
"Hurry up and get in the car!" Gao Yi's stern voice came from the front of the car, "Don't you know that Xiao Ruofeng's current situation is critical?"

Qian Yufei held the keychain tightly, walked forward in a few trots, got into the car, before it was done, the car had already driven away, and was speeding towards a direction she never knew and go.

Her gaze became very dazed, she stared straight ahead, twisted her clothes in a bewildered way, the heart in her chest was beating so clearly that even she could hear the sound.

"What's going on?" Gao Yi looked at Qian Yufei fiercely, and said in a sinister manner. The look in his eyes made her shudder.

Qian Yufei mechanically replied: "I don't know, suddenly a lot of people came out from the corner chasing us, brother Ruofeng drove us away in a car, those people chased after us, and later brother Ruofeng It hurt."

Recalling the tragic situation just now, Qian Yufei said in shock.

"Hmph!" Looking at the scene in front of him, Gao Yi knew that Xiao Ruofeng was injured to protect Qian Yufei, and said in a very bad tone: "If something happens to Xiao Ruofeng, don't think about it."

Xiao Ruofeng is the only son of the commander-in-chief. If the commander-in-chief knew that his son would be seriously injured and unconscious by such a group of people today, he would have to skin those people.

Qian Yufei knew she was wrong, so she had to lower her head and her voice could not be lowered, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

Gao Yi coldly turned his head to one side, and stopped talking. The car was approaching a spacious villa in the suburbs. A large number of professional doctors and nurses rushed over, carried Xiao Ruofeng onto a stretcher, and hurried into a room. Professional operating room, race against time to rescue.

Qian Yufei didn't even take off the blood-stained clothes, she almost trotted behind the medical staff, her eyes fixed on the door that separated her from Brother Ruofeng, and she stretched out silently. He stretched out his hands and folded his palms in front of his chest, praying: "Brother Ruofeng, you must be fine."

After losing her mother, she still has Mu Yuchen and her father. After losing her father and Mu Yuchen, she has Condensation Cloud. After losing Condensation Cloud, she still has Xiao Ruofeng. how to live.

Sitting in the office, Ning Yunyun was a little restless for some reason. He was a little absent-minded when processing the documents, and the decisiveness and sharpness of the past disappeared without a trace.

He put down the documents in his hands irritably, sat up with his hands propped on the table, walked to the French window and took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a big puff. The pungent smell made his heart a little bit become calmer.

The phone rang suddenly, and Ning Yun answered the phone irritably, with a trace of impatience in his voice, "Hello?"

Sheng Feng's voice, like Mu Chunfeng, rang over the phone: "Ningyun, the matter you asked me to investigate has been thoroughly investigated."

Ning Yun's nerves suddenly became highly tense, he held his breath, gathered his fingers together, and held it firmly, "What happened?"

Now he is looking forward to knowing the answer to the matter, but he is also a little afraid to know. For a while, it is even difficult for him to tell what kind of mood he is in.

Sheng Fengjin's voice became more gentle, but Ning Yun's heart seemed to be grabbed by a big hand, and it was almost difficult to breathe. He has been brothers with Sheng Fengjin for so many years, how could he not know that the gentler Sheng Fengjin's voice is, The worse it gets, isn't it...

Ning Yunyun's palms were icy cold, and he was clutching the phone, his pupils were wide open, and there was obvious fear in the deep eyes.

bang bang bang-

The sound of the heart continued to amplify, amplify again, and clearly passed into his ears, lingering on his nerves.

"For your father's accident, the top management of the Hengda Group did allocate funds to compensate you. Qian Taizhe personally approved the payment, but he happened to have a big project at the time, so he entrusted the task of paying the compensation to you." I gave it to my subordinates to execute, but I went on a business trip myself. And Qian Taizhe’s wife, Yang Hanying, stopped him from the compensation of 30 yuan, and took the money as his own.”

Snapped--

The mobile phone in Ning Yun's hand fell to the ground and shattered. His body trembled so much that he could hardly stand still. He tried his best to hold on to the wall next to him, so as not to let his already precarious body fall down.

The truth of the matter turned out to be like this!

Ning Yun sat back on the chair with a pale face, a look of pain appeared in his eyes, his heart was so painful that he was almost suffocated, as if someone had cut him into thousands of pieces with a knife, the pain almost burned him of the whole soul.

If the Hengda Group originally wanted to compensate his father for work-related accidents, then were all the revenge he did wrong?Qian Taizhe's tragic death by jumping off a building, the cold ashes in Qian Yufei's eyes, and the blood under his body that stained his white dress were just a ridiculous joke directed by him, and it was also an innocent tragedy!

How could he do such an unforgivable thing?
How to do?
The happiness that was within easy reach, just passed him by like this!

It was him, using these sinful hands, to cut off his own happiness abruptly?

It was him who killed his own child with his own hands and drove his wife to a dead end!
How did he become such a person?

How did things become like this?
How should he live in the days to come?
Ning Yun stretched out his hands slowly, covering his cold and hard face, two lines of clear tears flowed from his deep, always cold eyes.

Yufei, I'm sorry, really sorry?
Can we go back to the past?His throat moved, as if it was blocked by something, it was dry and painful.

He remembered how painful it must have been for Qian Yufei to roll down the stairs that day!
Such cold eyes, such unfeeling words, all turned into thorns one after another, falling on his heart, making his heart ache almost to the point of suffocation.

How could he do such a thing? He wiped the crystal clear liquid on his face, clenched his hands into fists, and slammed it heavily against the wall, using all his strength to slam it hard.

There were bloodstains on his hands, and the bright red bloodstains fell on the snow-white wall, which was extremely dazzling, and the sharp pain in his fingers reminded him of what he did wrong and what he missed!
The sharp pain seemed to make his heart feel better, and it didn't hurt so much anymore.

(End of this chapter)