My dear President, Please make a detour

Yancheng, Kong Shicheng's residence.

The villa was brightly lit. Kong Shicheng sat in his study in his nightgown. After he hung up the phone, his face was extremely gloomy.

At this time, a knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.

"Come in." Kong Shicheng cleaned up his emotions and whispered.

Later, Jiang Lin came in wearing a pink cheongsam and carrying a fruit plate.

"Shicheng, eat some fruit." Jiang Lin's voice was gentle and pleasant. She put the fruit in front of Kong Shicheng and went straight to him.

Kong Shicheng stretched out his hand to hold Jiang Lin's waist and let her sit on her lap.

"What's the matter with you? Are you in a bad mood?" Jiang Lin hooked Kong Shicheng's neck and asked attentively.

Kong Shicheng's face was really bad. He shook his head and said to Jiang Lin in a deep voice, "I may be going to Nandu soon."

"So anxious? Didn't you say next month?" Jiang Lin frowned and asked with doubt.

"I can't wait there." Kong Shicheng sighed deeply, with a helpless tone.

Jiang Lin didn't ask much. She never intervened in Kong Shicheng's work, even though she knew that the person behind Kong Shicheng who provided him with funds was Li Jue.

"Don't worry, I'll go with you." a few seconds later, Jiang Lin put her face on Kong Shicheng's chest, and her voice was particularly gentle.

Kong Shicheng patted her on the back. "It's hard for you, Linda."

Jiang Lin shook her head and her eyes were full of tenderness. "You and I didn't have to say these polite words before."

Kong Shicheng smiled and hugged Jiang Lin more tightly.

He was lucky to marry such a gentle and intellectual woman as Jiang Lin.

Jiang Lin also leaned tightly against Kong Shicheng's arms. Her reddish face was full of satisfied expressions, but the corners of her mouth quietly aroused a meaningful radian.

***

At night, the streets of Nandu are crowded with neon lights.

Jane's family, just as Jane boyao and Shu Weiyi were taking their children and sharing the happiness of their family, a rush of telephone ringing interrupted them.

Jian boyao took his cell phone to one side and answered the phone. Dozens of seconds later, his face suddenly became extremely gloomy.

Before Shu Weiyi asked, Jian boyao's low voice was dignified: "no, Shaoqing has an accident. Now I'm in the hospital. I'll go there immediately."

At the same time, Shu Weiyi, holding Qianyu, turned pale in an instant.

She quickly handed the child to he ma, then quickly put on her coat, "I'll go with you."

In the hospital, the pungent smell of disinfectant permeated the air.

At the door of ICU ward, Yan ruoxiao looks like an eggplant made of frost. It's completely gone.

She has always been optimistic. At this time, her face is full of tears. She decadent against the wall, as if she had been evacuated.

Shu Weiyi was very distressed to see such Yan ruoxiao.

She hurriedly went up and held Yan ruoxiao's hand. Unexpectedly, her hand was already cold to the bone.

"Xiaoxiao." Shu Weiyi called Yan ruoxiao with a choking voice, and then held her tightly in his arms.

Hearing Shu Weiyi's voice, Yan ruoxiao slowly regained her consciousness. She looked at Shu Weiyi in a daze, opened her mouth, didn't say anything, and burst into tears.

Shu Weiyi's heart was about to break. She held Yan ruoxiao and patted her back, comforting: "Xiaoxiao, it's okay, Shaoqing will be fine. Don't cry."

Yan ruoxiao shook his head and still cried.

Jian boyao stood aside, his face dignified and remorseful. A man walking with Yan ruoxiao trembled and came to Jian boyao.

"Mr. Jian, I didn't protect Mr. Bai." the man talking was Bai Shaoqing's assistant and his bodyguard, called Shanquan.

"What's the matter?" Jian boyao tried to suppress his emotions and calmly asked Shanquan.

Shanquan raised his head. There were still some scratches on his forehead. He looked back at Yan ruoxiao, who was devastated. Instead, he said to Jian boyao, "Mr. Jian, let's take a step to talk."

Jian boyao gave Shu Weiyi a look, and then walked to the end of the corridor with Shanquan.

"Not long ago, Mr. Bai accompanied the customer to drink a lot of wine, and then I drove him home. Just as our car drove into a remote road, a mysterious black car suddenly appeared and hit our car directly. Then the people inside rolled down the window, took out a gun and shot at me. Mr. Bai was trying to save me , he pressed me down in time, and the bullet went into his shoulder. "Shanquan began to tell Jian boyao exactly what happened tonight.

His voice choked when he said this.

"If it weren't for Mr. Bai, I might have died." Shanquan shook his head in remorse.

"Then I drove quickly. Fortunately, many vehicles came one after another on this road at this time, and the sound of the bullet also caused a burst of noise. When the people inside saw that Mr. Bai had been hit, they quickly turned around and left." Shanquan then continued.

"What's the license plate number? What's the look of the shooter?" Jian boyao asked with a deep frown.

"The man is wearing a mask and a hair cover. He can't see his face at all. They drive a Volkswagen without a license plate." Shanquan truthfully replied Jian boyao.

"Later, I sent Mr. Bai to the hospital. He shed a lot of blood along the way. Fortunately, the bullet didn't hit his heart, but he still couldn't get out of danger." Shanquan said in a heavy voice.

"OK, I see." Jian boyao replied in a deep voice, his face very gloomy.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Jane, I'm the one who has implicated Mr. Bai." Shanquan said again with guilt.

"You don't have to blame yourself. This is for Shaoqing." Jian boyao frowned and said to Shanquan.

Later, Jian boyao came to Shu Weiyi again.

At this time, with the help of Shu Weiyi, Yan ruoxiao sat in a chair, but his face was still pale and his eyes were empty.

Seeing Jian boyao coming, Yan ruoxiao suddenly raised her eyes. She stretched out her hand and grabbed Jian boyao's clothes. In her voice, she questioned, "did Lord Li do it? Did he retaliate against Shaoqing? You knew that such a dangerous thing would happen if Shaoqing was allowed to be an undercover, right?"

Jian boyao frowned tightly. Facing Yan ruoxiao's question, he was really speechless.

"Xiaoxiao, I'm sorry." Jian boyao lowered his head and said in a heavy voice.

Yan ruoxiao immediately threw away Jian boyao's clothes. She covered her face and cried bitterly again.

"He is your brother and your best friend. Why do you want him to do such a thing? Why?" Yan ruoxiao burst into tears, and every word hit Jian boyao's heart like a heavy stone.