Daddy, Here Is Mommy

"I have found out the owners of these two cars. The owner of Maserati is Yang Xue, the daughter of the boss of Zhiyuan company. It wasn't her who drove at that time, but her boyfriend Zhong Wei... "

“……”

Land wing remote ten fingers cross buckle, support jaw. Heavy pupil constriction, canthus slip through the deep sharp cold awn. The rest of the corner of the eye swept down on the list of casualties in the accident, with the name "Zhong Wei" on it.

"As for why Zhong Wei temporarily changed course, no one knows, because he has already died on the spot."

Ding Mo nodded slightly and said in a low voice.

"And the other one?"

Lu Yi asked in a cold voice.

"The owner of the other car is a building glass dealer in Yunshan, whose name is Yu Wenzhong. President, he has a niece who used to work in the marketing department of Lin's group

"Yu Fei?"

Before Ding Mo finished, Lu Yiyao interrupted in a cold voice.

"Yes, it was her."

“……”

Lu Yi's eyes are deep, and the gloomy color at the bottom of the eyes makes people cold. That indescribable ink pupil, instantly condenses into ice.

The air conditioning is wanton in such a big office.

This is definitely not an accident?

"Gu an he?"

After two minutes of silence, Lu Yi said a name coldly.

"President, we haven't found out that this matter has anything to do with him..."

"So easy to find out, he is not Gu Anhe."

Lu Yi Yao's sharp lips are filled with a cold smile.

"Yes."

Timothy nodded.

Lu Yiyao is right at all.

Gu Anhe is not only mean, but also has many means.

"Let's go to Qingning hospital."

Lu Yi glanced at the pause and suddenly thought of something. Release the clasped hands and get up.

"Yes, president."

Timothy followed immediately.

……

Villa by the lake.

Lin ange fidgety, pretty face tight, anxious eyes have been looking at the mobile phone.

Mobile phone screen, still a quiet black.

"Why the crossing of Xihe River again?"

The heart "suddenly" hangs in the throat, the inner secret way.

This place is a "nightmare" for her.

Lin Yanyan finished the "tranquilizing soup", wiped his mouth with a paper towel, and then stood up.

"MEG, the soup is cold. Would you like to drink it?"

At this time, not to mention the soup, even swallow saliva, Lin ange feel very difficult.

"Have you finished

Lin ange raised her eyebrows and asked softly.

"Well."

Lin Yanyan nodded, and his curly hair was like clouds in the sky, gently moving up and down.

"That's good..."

Lin ange pulled the corner of his mouth and tried to smile at him.

"Would you like to drink?"

Lin Yanyan blinked his Obsidian eyes and was very concerned.

"I can't drink..."

"MEG, don't worry. Sister Mengmeng will be OK."

Lin Yanyan comforted.

"Well..."

Lin'an song answered and touched his curly hair in a soft voice.

"You go and play..."

"Good..."

Lin Yanyan sits on the carpet again and plays LEGO quietly.

Time walked silently, and the bowl of "tranquilizing soup" was slowly cooling on the small round table beside the sofa.

The faint smell of traditional Chinese medicine in the air could not be heard.

Anxiously waiting, Lin ange almost got up and prepared to go to the scene of the accident.

The crisp mobile phone ring suddenly cut through the anxious air.

Lin ange looked down in a hurry.

Green like fingers quickly slide open the phone screen, voice full of anxiety.

"My husband, I love her..."

"She's OK."

Lu Yi Yao is sitting in the back seat of black Maybach with a very gentle tone.

"The car?"

Lin an Ge sipped her pale lips, and her worries did not ease at all.

"She's only had a slight scratch, it's nothing serious."

Lu Yi knows that she is worried, so she gives more details.

"Where is Meng Meng now?"

Lin ange stood up.

"She's in Qingning Hospital..."

"I'll be right here."

"Ann, you are at home, don't come out. I suspect that you are the person targeted by this accident. "

Lu Yi Yao's heart strings are tense, and the curve of his jaw is colder and more proud.

"Against me?"Lin an Ge Leng Leng, spine quickly covered with a layer of dense cold sweat.

"An'an, I promise you, Gu Mengmeng is really OK. Don't worry."

When the car drove into Jiangnan Road, the night photos of the West were hitting the black Maybach through the cracks in the steel forest. The temperature inside the car is not half warmed up, but colder. The chilling chill made Ding Mo want to adjust the air conditioner inside the car.

Lu Yiyao knows that Lin ange is worried about Gu Mengmeng, but he is worried about her.

At any time, even a small danger, he does not want to happen to Lin ange.

"How can she be ok with all the cars in that way?"

The picture on TV flashed out in front of Lin ange.

Pieces of glass, stained with blood.

How can Gu Mengmeng have nothing to do with so much blood?

Lu Yiyao said the accident may have targeted her, and she became more and more upset.

"Ann, believe me." With luxuriant foliage,

looked out of the window, and the tall Wutong was luxuriant on the sidewalk. Passers-by look different.

His side face is three-dimensional and handsome, just like the painter's most perfect work. It's just that Yingting's eyebrow is like a sword.

"It's not that I don't believe you, I'm worried..."

"Ann, stay at home and don't let me worry."

Lu Yiyao slightly increased the word "worry" by two points.

Lin ange's throat is tight, and a touch of sour is pouring up in her chest and abdomen. She lowers her head and looks at her toes.

In a hurry, she stood barefoot on the floor.

"I..."

"Ann, don't worry. I'm everything."

"Well..."

Lin an Ge Leng for two seconds, then low to respond to him.

As she drew up the thread, her back was completely wet and she slowly sat down on the sofa.

Eyes, rolling complex emotions.

She wants to go to the hospital to see Gu Mengmeng, but Lu Yiyao's words are not unreasonable.

She didn't want him to worry.

After sitting on the sofa for a while, I felt uncomfortable with my wet clothes sticking to my back. Get up and go upstairs to change.

……

Yunjing.

Qingning hospital.

A silver gray Mercedes Benz slowly drove into the parking lot in the first area of the emergency center.

The door opened and two old men with white hair came out, one of them holding a crutch.

Although the wrinkles on their faces were deep, their faces were still ruddy.

They looked around in silence.

A few people in black, hidden in the dark, quietly into the eye.

The night owl minister is tiny imperceptible ground to draw the corner of the mouth, the eye bottom glides through a cold sharp awn.

"Little Lord, these people don't look like people from junlinchuan?"

A Zuo supported him and whispered.

"Ah..."

The owl minister's mouth was filled with a sneer, which was fleeting.

"Go."

"Yes."

They walked slowly towards the clinic of the emergency center.

Entering the hall on the first floor, we found that there were twice as many patients and family members as usual.

"Give way Let's make way... "

A quick voice came from the left gate.