Fuyechuan knew that he had come here prepared.

He came to the door in person, and fuqiyun reluctantly agreed to go to inspect Su Yifeng.

Su Nan's face changed and her eyes were tangled and complicated.

A trace of pain and forbearance flashed in his eyes.

She was willing to go with him, but she could not ignore Su Yifeng's life.

Before fuyechuan could be happy, Shang Qian turned around with a smile and clenched her hand. His tone was neither light nor heavy:

"Do people who take advantage of the danger have the face to threaten people here?"

The crowd saw that the two men's aura seemed to be engaged in a silent contest.

There was silence in the crowd.

This scene was photographed and it was a battle for the century.

Fuyechuan smiled a little wantonly and shamelessly:

"You have to have capital to take advantage of the danger of others. After all, it's useless to play emotional cards. Who can laugh until the end is unknown."

He has the biggest chip in his hand.

From the very beginning, he never thought he had a chance.

But this opportunity fell on him. How could he not seize it?

Fuyechuan thought that even if he was shameless or despicable, he would be willing to start over with Su Nan, even if it was to kill him.

Hearing the speech, Shang Qian glanced at him with disdain, and glanced at him sarcastically.

Later, he tightened Su Nan's hand and walked forward quietly.

"Then wait and see, Mr. Fu, don't think too much of yourself..."

Su Nan pursed her lips. Her whole life seemed out of control. She knew that if she missed this opportunity, the consequences would be unpredictable.

But she can't refuse Shang Qian here.

She can't hurt a person who has unlimited tolerance for her at will.

Shang Qian's hands seemed to have a kind of power, which continuously brought her endless support and reason.

Let her leave calmly in the crowd.

Along the way, countless pictures were interwoven in her mind.

Behind him is the dark abyss, the source of pain and apathy.

But the man who was holding her hand and standing in front of her was beautiful surrounded by light.

She looked at him, went outside and saw Shang Qian's car.

He looked in a good mood and very happy.

Opening the door, he smiled:

"Don't worry about your uncle's health. I've found you a very good man."

Su Nan blinked, unable to understand what he meant.

The man in the car bent down slightly and stuck his head out.

"Mr. Shang, is this Miss Su?"

A man who looked ordinary and wore black framed glasses appeared. His clothes were simple, but there was no stage fright or uneasiness in his conversation.

Su Nan pursed her lips. "This is..."

"Hello, Miss Su. I am the younger martial brother of Professor Chen Ping who operated on your father fifteen years ago. My name is Chen Yu."

He simply opened his mouth and smiled, "maybe you don't know me, but I know you. I participated in the operation fifteen years ago, but it's a pity that I'm too young. Elder martial brother won't let me take the lead..."

Su Nan's dim eyes lit up inch by inch, even felt sour, and her eyes were moist.

She raised her eyes and looked at Shang Qian, holding his hand excitedly.

Shang Qian patted her on the shoulder and comfortingly coaxed her:

"Take it easy, get in the car."

It was like a light cage covering Su Nan who was almost desperate.

She bent down to get on the bus, and the other party made room for her. Shang Qian sat on the co pilot's seat very attentively, giving her enough space to inquire.

Just before I could drive, suddenly a dark and fierce figure stood in front of me.

The driver was stunned: "Mr. Shang......"