"Little Ye, is my Brother Zhao with you?"
Li Anran learned from others that Zhao Hao was seriously injured and had been tied up and taken away by Ye Xingchen.
Li Anran was worried, but she had other thoughts.
"How is Brother Zhao now? Is his injury serious? I heard them say that he fainted on the spot. God, why is my life so hard? If anything happens to Brother Zhao, how can I live as a widow with a baby?"
Lin Sijia hadn't even come out of the small room yet. Ye Xingchen was also a little worried. He was worried about Zhao Hao's injuries, and also afraid that Lin Sijia would be exhausted.
"Yes, he's with me. I don't know what's going on yet. Little Jia is still treating Brother Zhao."
Ye Xingchen was still wondering what Li Anran was thinking when she sent the next message.
"I'm bringing Little Treasure on the way to your house now. I don't feel at ease not seeing Brother Zhao. I think you can understand, right?"