Chapter 74

Under the gaze of the entire LK company employees, Ling shaotian takes the ex girlfriend out of the public's sight and goes all the way to the seaside in the suburbs. They are sitting in the car. Li Shuang's tears never stop.

She couldn't let go of the unbearable past.

"Master, the lady around needs comfort. She has been immersed in grief for more than half an hour." Rolls Royce phantom automatic intervention system started.

Ling shaotian turned off the voice broadcast, picked up the paper towel beside the car and handed it to Li Shuang: "don't cry."

He gently comforted, complex emotions, let him do not know how to comfort the little woman in front of him, hear Ling shaotian magnetic voice, Li Shuang can't help but rush into his arms.

"I know I'm not worthy of you any more, but I've never stopped loving you for so many years. Shao Tian, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have left you at the beginning. If I knew that I would meet you again many years later, I would never have separated from you when I died."

She hugged Ling shaotian tightly and cried sadly. She hugged him hard, just like when they were in love.

Ling shaotian didn't move his hands. He raised them in the air. Although he could feel the temperature of the woman in his arms, he didn't have the palpitation at the beginning. He just had an unshirkable responsibility, which made him frown again.

At the same time, an Xiaoqiao, lying in the corpse storeroom in a funeral home, finally opened her eyes and felt a tearing pain in her heart. She reached out to hold the pain, but was blocked by her big hand.

"The wound has just healed. You can't touch it." Ling Shaofeng explained and turned to walk out of the door.

Seeing each other's face, an Xiaoqiao finally remembered everything that happened before. Her eyes showed an unreal look and thought that all this was a dream. But she knew that it was not a dream. Her hazy eyes finally returned to peace, and her sorrow was not greater than the peace of her heart.

She didn't want to talk, she didn't want to see anyone.

He just lies with his eyes open, because as soon as he closes his eyes, Ling shaotian takes a gun and points to his own appearance in his mind. This is more painful than the gunshot wound. Looking around, he has some doubts about the strange furnishings in front of him, but he doesn't ask.

At this moment, two men came in and said, "today is the 22nd day to be cremated. Don't make a mistake. Remember to call their family later to pay their respects."

Another man nodded and said, "OK, I see."

Anxiaoqiao listen to really had a reaction, turn around to see a grid around a grid of furnishings, she seems to think of something, this is not the movie, see the body in the warehouse.

She stayed here. Ling Shaofeng, a pervert, put her here. Did he want to wait for her to die and burn her to ashes.

Struggling to get up, regardless of the pain of the wound, he pulled out the needle from his hand.

"What are you doing? You're not in good health. You can't stand such a toss." Ling Shaofeng stayed with her for two days and nights without closing his eyes. Now he was sleepy. Seeing that she finally woke up, he went out to call for a doctor. As soon as he came in, he saw this scene, and he immediately roared.

"For those who have been sent to the crematorium, who are you so hypocritically worried about? Besides, I don't need to." An Xiaoqiao covers the heart, the breath is not smooth low roar.

An Xiaoqiao's words irritated Ling Shaofeng. He frowned impatiently at the two doctors behind him: "you go in and see how she is!"

"Don't come here, or I'll die here at once, so that you can melt me with a torch and clean me up." An Xiaoqiao roared, with a face full of determination, reached out and grabbed the needle that fell on the ground.

Two doctors dare not act rashly. Ling Shaofeng is standing outside. A man in black comes to him in a hurry and whispers in his ear: "boss, Ling shaotian has removed all searches yesterday."

Ling Shaofeng a Leng, shocked looking at his hands, he is sure to nod.

Looking at an Xiaoqiao, he walked in and looked around with disgust: "OK, don't make trouble. I'll take you back now. This place is not for living. Let's go."

An Xiaoqiao does not move, takes the needle to own neck, absolutely roars: "lets me go, otherwise you take today is a corpse."

Ling shaotian has destroyed all their relationships with a gun. She doesn't want to get entangled with Ling Shaofeng. Even if she is dead today, she wants to escape from him.

Not easy to get the prey how can easily let go, Ling Shaofeng listened to her words, immediately black face, slow slow just open mouth: "whatever you want." Then he turned around and did not forget to sprinkle salt on an Xiaoqiao's wound: "don't forget that my brother shot you, but I was the one who saved you."

He said, how can she forget, and how dare to forget, memories of the picture in my mind when the gun, Ling shaotian after listening to Ling Shaofeng's words, did not hesitate to raise a gun to himself, such a heartless look, I'm afraid she will never forget.

When I came back to myself, a man in a suit came to her respectfully with her bag: "miss an, this is your bag. The boss asked me to take you back."

An Xiaoqiao took the bag, cold response: "I don't need you to send." Then he took out his cell phone from his bag.

On October 27th, she had been in a coma for so many days, but why didn't she have a phone call or a message on her mobile phone.

Look at the record, there is really nothing.

On second thought, no, so many days, the power of the mobile phone is still full. It's impossible. Ling Shaofeng must have lost her mobile phone.

Come on, this is not the time to worry about it.

Send your location to Xia Yuanyuan directly, and then attach the text: "come and pick me up."

As soon as the message is sent out, the mobile phone is shaking.

"Is that you, Little Joe?" The other side asked carefully, with an incredible tone and a little bit of panic.

An Xiaoqiao also knows that she has suddenly disappeared for so many days, and now she has a crematorium to pick up. Xia Yuanyuan must be afraid.

"It's me, Yuanyuan. You come here with the first aid kit. I'm injured. Come and help me." An Xiaoqiao felt a little weak, wearing the patient's clothes, unkempt, covering his heart and saying.

Fortunately, walking out of the crematorium during the day will certainly frighten people to death at night.

Although he removed all the search, Ling shaotian did not remove the tracking of Xia Yuanyuan, because he knew that no matter when an Xiaoqiao left Ling Shaofeng, he would call Xia Yuanyuan for the first time.

Sure enough, as soon as Xia Yuanyuan left, he received a phone call.

"President, Xia Yuanyuan picked up miss an at the garden crematorium. She looks very bad." A black car stops across the road from the garden crematorium. Looking at the gate, Xia Yuanyuan holds an Xiaoqiao with a pale face and immediately calls Ling shaotian.

When Li Shuang by the sea is still holding Ling shaotian for comfort, he hears such a call, and Ling shaotian suddenly changes his face.

Step on the accelerator directly. Before Li Shuang can react, the car has already rushed out.

In less than ten minutes, after running a few red lights, Rolls Royce phantom finally came to the gate of the crematorium.

Seeing that Ling shaotian was driving, the man in black rushed forward and saw Ling shaotian lift his leg, push the man away directly with one foot and roll a few meters away from the ground. Such explosive power carries full anger.

Let's stop at the opposite side of the road.

He turned around and hugged an Xiaoqiao. Xia Yuanyuan wanted to stop him, but he was angry and yelled in a low voice: "if you don't want her to die, shut up for me."

Seeing Ling shaotian, an Xiaoqiao looks miserable and white, with a resolution he has never had.

"I'd rather die than you." Anxiaoqiao want to struggle, with the last trace of strength, roaring in a low voice.

"An Xiaoqiao, even if you are dead, you are also my Ling shaotian's person." With that, he rushed to the phantom car and put her on the back seat.