Their Intriguing Marriage

A kind of bad premonition slowly poured into Lan Qing's heart and became more and more strong, "did the driver follow her?"

"Mr. Chen, the driver, has sent his wife, but up to now, he hasn't come back. Will he..." the housekeeper speculated, but suddenly he came back, but he didn't dare to go on.

"What will it be? Go on Lan Qing orders harshly, the tone is full of impatience because of irritability.

The housekeeper looked up at him, summoned up the courage and said, "is there any traffic accident?" With that, he was also surprised.

Hearing his speculation, the knot on Lan Qing's brow is deeper. In silence, he took out his cell phone from his pocket and pressed Li Lin's call button.

"Hurry to find someone to check the specific list of all the traffic accidents in the city today, and the people who were sent to the hospital because of the traffic accident to check one by one. In addition, check the GPS positioning of old Chen's car. I want to know the result in the shortest time."

After that, he hung up the phone. Take a deep breath and dial Li Qingning's number.

The waiting tone of the phone is transmitted to Lan Qing's ear through the receiver, one after another torturing his nerves calmly.

Li Qingning's mobile phone rang helplessly in the corner of the Qingba. The bright screen moved slightly in the dark. The name of "Lanqing" kept flashing on the screen, but no one noticed it at all.

After six calls, no one answered, Lan Qing threw the bag into the housekeeper's arms, suddenly turned around and strode out.

He seemed to have guessed something, but he kept on self hypnotizing in his heart, constantly telling himself that he would not, that the situation he thought would not happen.

But in fact, the more you don't want something to happen, the more likely it will happen. This is probably the famous Murphy's law.

He left his cell phone in the co pilot's seat, stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and disappeared like a gust of wind in the villa area at night.

There is a small wattage light in the old warehouse. The dim light makes people drowsy, but Li Qingning is very sober.

She looked at Lin tie sitting there, in the dim light, his expression is not clear, can only see the sharp side face with a cold radian.

There were bottles of red wine and two goblets on the old wooden table beside him. Leaning back to Lolo, she looked tired and quiet as if she had fallen asleep. The domineering air of her body gradually weakened. The men in black leaned against each other and sat on the other side.

Everything seems to have fallen into silence.

"Water, I want to drink water." Li Qingning summoned up courage and called to Lin tie softly.

He raised his eyelids to Lolo lazily and looked at her disdainfully. His mouth seemed to give out a hum, and he closed his eyes to refresh himself.

Lin tie stood up, went to her, looked down at her and said, "what? Miss Li, have you thought about it? As long as you are willing to eat and drink on the phone, you will not be treated badly. "

After several hours of observation, Li Qingning suddenly realized that if she only resisted like this, she might not even have the chance to get out of this ghost place alive, so she had to nod her head gently.

Seeing her reaction, Lin tie nodded with satisfaction and said, "very good."

So I got up and went to the table, poured a glass of red wine, squatted on her side and poured it.

Looking at her severe cough, she said with a smile, "the conditions are limited. Miss Li has a lot of patience."

She dropped her eyes and said nothing.

"Now that you want to understand, do you understand what I said on the phone?"

Seeing that Li Qingning nodded slightly, he pressed the call button with satisfaction and put the receiver on her ear.

When Lan Qing's mobile phone rings, he is rushing into Li's villa. His mobile phone is forgotten by him in the co driver's seat, flashing lonely.

He kicked open the door of Li's villa and strode to Li Tianhao, who was sitting on the sofa. He leaned over and grasped his collar, lifted him up and asked fiercely: "where's Li Qingning? What did you do to her? I warn you to send her back, or I want you to look good. "

Li Tianhao was confused by this sudden question. Lan Qing kept increasing his strength in his hand, making him unable to breathe. His face rose red, just like the eve of the balloon explosion.

But who is Li Tianhao? He soon regained his mind, looked at the blue engine with a touch of scarlet in his eyes with a sneer, said: "why do you want to ask me if you lose someone? How do I know where your woman is? "

"Who else but you?" Lan Qing lowered his voice, with a full threat in his tone, and asked word by word.

Li Tianhao shrugged and said, "I don't know whether she is alive or dead. It has nothing to do with me for a long time."

Lan Qing clenched his collar hands to slightly tremble, he threw his fat body to one side, by the way also stretched out his fist to his face, and then coldly said: "no matter how to say, she is also your daughter, you say so, is still a person?"

With that, he turned and walked away.

Li Tianhao got up from the sofa, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, sneered, and said to himself, "hum, daughter, they all say that Lan Jiu is very clever. It seems that's all."

When Lan Qing returned to the car, the phone was still ringing.

Lin tie over there, when he pressed the call button for the 20th time, his impatience filled his eyebrows. He kept thinking in his mind. Is it true that he didn't care about this woman at all, as Li Qingning said.

Just when he was about to give up, the mobile phone "hummed" and vibrated. He looked down and showed the call interface.

Lin tie hurriedly put the receiver to Li Qingning's ear, and her eyes indicated that she was following what she said.

"Hello, who is it?" Lan Qing's cold and familiar voice came into her ears through radio waves.

At the moment of hearing his voice, her eyes were blinded by tears, and all the grievances and sadness came to her heart.

"Lan Qing, it's me." Her voice was so full of tremors that her voice seemed unreal, like it had been ordered by a sewing machine.

"Qingning, is that you? Tell me, where are you? Don't be afraid. I'll come to you. "

After hearing Li Qingning's voice, he grasped the hand holding the steering wheel for a moment, and the veins on the back of his hand burst up. There was a deep emotion in her eyes. The trembling in her voice was like a sharp and thin steel needle, straight into his heart.