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Han Beicheng did not dare to be negligent and quickly went to make arrangements.
"follow me. " Qiao Hanye turned around and said coldly to he Wenqing. He was scared silly by Qiao Hanye and stood rooted to the ground. He was dragged forward by the secret guards.
After being thrown into the luxurious car, Shangguan Zhi also sat in it.
"Tell him the details of your illness, " Qiao Hanye said coldly. His palms were constantly sweating and he blamed himself. It was obvious that he hated that he did not notice her abnormality when he talked to her previously.
He Wenqing looked at Han Beicheng and the others. Their imposing manner made him look like a beast who was at the mercy of others.
"speak, " Han Beicheng reminded him.
Shangguan Zhi was confused. He was dragged into the car by someone, and he didn't know what was going on.
"Ah Jin, she... She's not my biological daughter. You know that! When she was young, she was very small, fair and Chubby. I don't know why, but she suddenly got sick once, and it was very serious. "
"Her nose and eyes were bleeding, like blood from her seven orifices. Even the doctor said that there was no way to save her. "
"But the strange thing is that after she recovered, as long as she was in my house, she never fell ill again, " He Wenqing said. He was stared at coldly by Han Beicheng, so he quickly lowered his eyes and lacked confidence.
"But every time I sent her back after she fell ill, she fell ill again. Later... she was placed in foster care at my house. She has been fine all these years, but I have never seen her fall ill, " He Wenqing said. /
"Tell me the main point. How was young Madam's condition when she fell ill? " Shangguan Zhi pushed up his glasses, feeling that he had gone off topic.
He Wenqing listened and also panicked. He raised his hand and pointed at his face, saying, "she was almost bleeding, her eyes were blurry, and her hearing was impaired. "
"..."Han Beicheng panicked.
Qiao Hanye's body was emitting a chill. He felt he lanjin was at a loss and panicked. He clenched his fists and his eyes darkened as he looked at the image on the computer.
"Master, we found it. " Han Beicheng looked at the video of the search and handed it to Qiao Hanye. He said, "Young Madam got into this car and headed south of the city. "
"Do a full search, " Qiao Hanye said coldly.
The car was still driving. He reached out to open the car door, scaring the bodyguards to brake. Qiao Hanye turned around and quickly got out of the car. He threw the bodyguards off the car, sat in the driver's seat, and sped away.
"Ah Jin, you have to wait for me, " Qiao Hanye thought in a panic.
He knew very well that he lanjin was an optimistic and independent woman. No one had ever shared her burden. For this reason, whenever she encountered something, she liked to face and bear it alone.
It was precisely because of this that Qiao Hanye felt even more guilty and distressed. He would rather she had no illness or pain.
"Master, it's here. " Han Beicheng looked at Qiao Hanye speeding. He gave a precise location and said in a low voice, "it's just one kilometer further ahead. "
Qiao Hanye stepped on the accelerator and sped away quickly. When he turned the corner, he knocked the trash can away.
He Wenqing didn't dare to breathe loudly. Seeing Qiao Hanye go crazy, he silently grabbed the handrail and knocked his head to the side. He was in pain and didn't dare to make a sound.
"Young Master. " At this moment, a few luxurious cars stopped by the roadside. Secret guards all got out of the cars to welcome him.
Qiao Hanye got out of the car and ran inside. He saw the black car parked in the courtyard. There were a few men drinking wine inside. He teased, "I didn't expect my luck to be so good today. I actually got a beautiful girl. "
"WHO said so? It's been a long time since I've earned so much, " they said and drank wine to celebrate.
Before the wine even entered their stomachs, they felt a chill assaulting them. They turned around in shock and saw Qiao Hanye's figure approaching. The beer bottle was snatched away, and with a "clang" , the person who had just spoken was smashed in the head and pulled up.
"where is she? " Qiao Hanye asked coldly. The person who had his head smashed was stunned... ...
Ps: good night, little cuties.