Chapter 858

Ying muyao stopped to untie the button and looked down at Jiang Cheng sitting on the ground. "The medicine will last until between 8:00 and 10:00 tomorrow morning. Go into the hotel and send me the room number. I'll come here at 7:00 tomorrow."

With that, he seemed to think of something, squatting down and staring at Jiang Cheng, "don't think about Rong Zhiyi. Knowing that you are the one who got on her, she will marry you. She doesn't deserve to be with me. She will hate you all her life and even want to kill you. If you don't believe it, you can have a try."

The voice fell to the ground, he stood up straight and strode out without looking back.

Only the occasional whining of women remained in the room.

Jiang Cheng looked straight at the beautiful woman on the sofa. He had loved her for more than ten years. He didn't even mind being her tail and doing everything for her just to have a little place in her eyes or heart.

He never thought about being with her, but he found that as long as he imagined Rong Zhiyi and other things - love, he really couldn't stand it.

Let him try hard once, even if he was killed by her later, he didn't regret it.

Ying muyao's car slowly drove away from Xile. He sat in the driver's seat with the same expression as before, but the light and gloom in his eyes showed that he was completely different from before.

He wanted to save Ying's family, reassure Ying's father, and let Ying's mother stop crying every day.

He wants to marry her and live with her all his life.

When the car drove to the Maple Leaf Hotel, Ying muyao took the elevator to the top floor. Recalling the messy night that Nanqiao had been drugged, he started to smile.

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Nanqiao stood by the window, looking at the dim street lamp downstairs, eyes divergent.

She holds the beer with the pop-up can and shakes it gently.

When the mobile phone rings in the quiet room, Nanqiao blinks, and her eyes are clear. She turns to look at the mobile phone on the bed, and then turns to the bedside to put down the beer and pick up the mobile phone.

Seeing that Ying muyao's name appeared on the screen, Nanqiao's eyelashes trembled, his hand loosened inexplicably, and his mobile phone fell on the bed.

For about two weeks, I can only see the news of Ying muyao on the news. He has been supporting the bankrupt Ying family for two weeks with his own ability. Everyone is saying that he has the skill. I didn't expect that the dandy is so capable.

In addition, this person seems to disappear from her life, nearly three years of acquaintance, like a dream, a wave of the hand, it disappeared without a trace.

The bell rings one after another. After a while, there are more than ten missed calls.

When the 21st call rang again, Nanqiao finally got through and slowly put it to his ear.

Her shoulders slightly stiff, eyes lax staring at the bed, no voice.

"Qiao Qiao..." Ying Mu Yao's voice came over, hoarse and weak, with a touch of forbearance.

Nanqiao suddenly became nervous. She knew that he was under a lot of pressure recently. She also paid attention to his affairs. She didn't feel much at that time.

At the moment, hearing his tired voice, she was worried after all. Her throat was tight. She asked softly, "what's the matter with you?"

"I'm in the Maple Leaf Hotel, where we stayed for the first time. I'm... Very uncomfortable... Can you come here? I want to see you..." Ying muyao's voice gradually became ethereal, as if it would disappear in the next second.

Nanqiao suddenly lost color, but endured the worry and asked, "what's wrong with you? Can I call assistant Zhong for you? "

"No, I don't see anyone. I want to see you. It's a big deal. I'll die in the hotel, wait for the people in the hotel, and collect the corpse for me." Ying Mu Yao gasped a little and stopped several times.

Dead in a hotel. What happened to him? How can you say such a serious thing?

Nanqiao bit her lip, her eyes twinkled violently, covered with a layer of mist, but thinking of his promise to her father, she forced down the surging emotion in her chest.

Holding her breath and voice firmly, she said in her usual calm voice, "I'm asleep. I'll call assistant Zhong for you."

With that, she was about to hang up. As soon as she moved down her cell phone, there was a deep and enduring murmur, and then the call ended.

As if she had found something, Ying muyao hung up in a hurry without persuading her.

Nanqiao frowned. What happened to him?

Remembering what Ying muyao said, Nanqiao didn't dare to delay for half a second. She shook her hands and immediately looked for Zhong Yi's mobile phone number in her mobile phone. However, when she dialed it out, her action stagnated and her lips closed.

The next second, she pressed the lock screen, quickly pulled the coat from the hanger and left the house stealthily.

For the last time, she went to see if he had anything to do with it. She would leave if he had nothing to do with it. She would never entangle him.