Mr.Mo's hidden honey love

The words are clear.

Although he is over 50 years old, his facial features are still handsome. Even in the face of his own son, he is still indifferent.

Ji Yunan sucked the gill band, and his mouth still smelled of blood. His eyes were deep and dark, and his body was the same as Ji Shi.

"My front foot was taken away, and Ji Dong got the news. Then you really came fast enough. It's better to come to collect the corpse for me later

With that, he stooped to get into the ambulance.

While the police were not paying attention, Kevin leaned up to him and whispered, "the second half of the surveillance has been deleted."

"Yes."

Medical staff get on the bus.

The door closed, isolating the eyes of the crowd outside.

Ji Yunan is lying on the stretcher bed, tired and tired. He closes his eyes, but he doesn't dare to sleep deeply.

Side of the body.

Jesse is still whining.

Ji Yunan frowned, looked indifferent, and said in a light tone: "if you don't shut up, I'll make you unable to open your mouth all your life."

He didn't even open his eyes when he spoke, but the pressure didn't subside.

The car was quiet for a moment, and Jesse didn't hum again until the hospital.

The door is open.

Jessie was immediately sent to the emergency operating room. Ji Yunan's injuries looked dangerous, but they were all skin injuries. It didn't matter if he kept them for a while.

He didn't want to go to the hospital, but after seeing the man coming down from the police car behind him, the nurse pushed him in.

After dressing up the wound and doing the basic examination, he was sent to the general ward to make sure there was nothing serious.

He leaned over the head of the bed to watch his cell phone.

There were three missed calls, two business calls, and a landline from Long Island villa.

He's going back

Someone outside the ward knocked on the door. Ji Yunan frowned and moved his finger, but didn't answer.

The other side also did not wait for him to answer, symbolic knock twice then push the door to come in.

It's the leading policeman.

He spontaneously twisted a bench and sat by the bed, "since I'm awake, make a note, what's the matter today?"

……

Ten minutes later, Kevin shows up at the door with his lawyer and a white handbag in his hand.

It was Shisheng who left it.

"Ji Shao, this is my wife's bag."

"And the wife?"

"I've gone back. I'm not hurt."

Ji Yunan narrowed his eyes, "what does it mean that he has not been hurt?"

"Emily said there were blood stains on her wrists, which had been bandaged. I asked my wife, and she said it was just a little skin worn out, it didn't matter."

After a while, Ji Yunan probably knew how the injury on her wrist was done, "check the monitoring of the villa, and find out the two people who sent his wife away at that time."

"Yes."

Kevin stooped out.

Outside the ward, the lawyer was talking to the police.

Ji Yunan opens Shi Sheng's bag and has a general look. His mobile phone and wallet are all there. After he buckles them, he throws them on the bedside table and dials back the missed call just now.

Emily answered the phone. "Young master."

"And the wife?"

"My wife is upstairs. She enters the room as soon as she comes back, and she is not required to prepare her dinner."

The light in Ji Yunan's eyes is a little deeper, "is she hurt?"

"When my wife came back, I only saw blood stains on her sleeve, which covered the wound. She said it had been bandaged."

"Put her on the phone."

"Yes."

……

A few minutes later, there was a movement in the receiver.

Or Emily's cautious voice, "young master, my wife is asleep. She doesn't feel very well."

"Isn't she feeling well or doesn't want to answer my phone?"

The man's tone can't hear the emotion, but from the meaning of the words, he can already feel his extreme displeasure.

Whether it's really uncomfortable or pretending to be uncomfortable and don't want to answer the phone, it's all the private affairs of the young master and his wife. Even familiar friends are not easy to intervene, let alone her.

Emily was afraid to answer.

"One hour, let her come to the hospital to pick me up."

After he reported the address, he hung up the phone directly, and his dark eyes rolled with layers of anger.

It's a bad wolf.

He shouldn't take the initiative to save her. He should wait until she has been bullied and begged him.

Otherwise, it's a white eyed wolf who doesn't know how much to save.

When he was distracted, he had finished talking outside.