Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Wei Anning bit her lower lip. The last thing she wanted to see was that he was hurt because of her. Who wanted to kill him? What is the purpose? Now the dispute over the crown prince has not become white hot, and it can not be a political enemy.

Is that Dora?

"I don't know." She said.

"The other party was well-trained and skillfully avoided the roadside camera and didn't capture his face, but it also showed that the boss's attack was not a temporary interest, but premeditated for a long time. Miss Anning, think about it carefully. Do you have any enemies with deep resentment in London? "

Wei Anning looked at Lu Feng. "There's such a man. She just got out of prison."

"Who?"

"Dora." Wei Anning spits out the name and thinks it should not be Dora, but Leng Youchen must have something to do with her. It seems that she is not far enough from him. If she goes further, he won't be the target of others.

Lu Feng nodded thoughtfully, "I'll send someone to investigate. In addition, Miss Anning, I don't know what to say."

Wei Anning sensed that he wanted to tell a big secret. He was terrified. He wanted to hear it but didn't dare to hear it. "I, I'll go up and see him."

Lu Feng looked at her back and sighed helplessly.

Wei Anning came to the ward. Linda had left. She stood at the door and looked in through the glass window. The man lay quietly in bed, sleeping heavily. She felt a pain in her heart, reached out and slowly fell on the door handle and pushed the door in.

There was a strong perfume in the room, which pressed the faint smell of disinfectant, and she remembered it was the exclusive fragrance of Linda.

She went to the hospital bed and leaned over to look at him. The man's eyebrows were clear and moist, his face was pale, the blood color on his thin lips was lost, and he looked very fragile. She blamed herself very much and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

She thought that as long as she took the initiative to stay away from him, he would not be hurt. She was very wrong. As long as he remained in England, they would deal with him, and she had nothing to do with those people.

Wei Anning gently held his hand and tears twinkled in his eyes. "Leng Youchen, leave here and go back to your world. Don't stay here anymore. I am afraid that if you die because of me, I will never forgive myself in my life. "

The man's eyes were closed, but he was sleepless. Listening to her sincere words, his heart throbbed.

"Did you push me away because you were afraid of my death?"

A man's low voice suddenly sounded in his ear. Wei Anning was startled. When he looked up, he saw that the man's eyes were clear, and there was no sense of sleep.

She quickly let go of his hand and stood up to escape. Her wrist had been caught by his big hand. She was flustered. There was only one thought in her mind. She wanted to escape. She couldn't let him know her feelings for him, otherwise everything she had done before would be defeated.

"Don't go, Wei Anning. Make it clear." Leng Youchen firmly grasped her wrist and didn't let her break free.

"Let go!" Wei Anning was so anxious that she struggled hard to get rid of his hand, but she heard him groan. She was surprised and turned around, but was held in her arms by the man.

His body is very hot, like a soldering iron.

His arms surrounded her like a wall of iron and steel, making her unable to struggle. His overbearing and powerful command came from his ear, "Wei Anning, are you afraid of me dying because you still love me?"