The young man swallowed his saliva and nodded. He could not wait for his eyes to be stained.

"Don't worry, brother. I won't let Pei, the woman who indirectly killed me in those years, have a better life. When it's time to play, record it and send it to Pei's mailbox, which also makes him feel like he's in agony! "

"But, brother Hou, who do you send those photos to? Has he made preparations in advance? It's not easy for you to escape from prison. In case you are caught again... "

"Come on, stop talking and drive!"

"... good!"

-

Pei Anzhi just received a phone call in his office. The person he arranged for ye Susu to tell him:

Yesu wants, leaves, and goes abroad!

I'm biting my teeth, and I've made a reservation for tomorrow afternoon's flight to Washington.

Pei Anzhi felt that his head was thumping, straight to his heart. He had never found out how ye Su Su could toss so much before.

Before the other party finished speaking, Pei Anzhi hung up and called the Secretary in directly.

"Book me a ticket to Fucheng right away."

The Secretary stopped for a moment, answered quickly and went out.

Fucheng?

That's the hometown of the young granny.

How did not discover before, their family Pei always likes to run to Fucheng so much.

In the heart has an idea to come out, Pei always should not be to chase wife?

What did you do?

Are rich and handsome men so awkward?

Secretly turned a white eye, but still obediently online booking a ticket.

The Secretary ordered the air ticket and informed Pei Anzhi, "Mr. Pei, there is no air ticket for tonight. I have a reservation for 8:15 tomorrow morning."

"Well."

I can catch up.

With a deep sigh, Pei Anzhi leaned back on the office chair, his slender fingertips pointed his smooth eyebrows, slightly closed his eyes, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow. The whole person was slightly tired, but the noble air sent out from his whole body, together with his tall posture and beautiful face, was still elegant.

The office was silent. Suddenly, the mobile phone rang again.

Pei an's eyebrows moved, and his face was a little more agitated.

Pick up the mobile phone to see, face heavy heavy, lip line tight.

"Yes." When I got through the phone, I just gave a reply.

"Mr. Pei, Hou Qi has caught hold of it. Miss Liangluo's car has been hit and she has been sent to the hospital." It's the voice of Zhao Bureau

"... I see."

Pei an's expression was serious and his tone was cold. After he hung up the phone, there was no unexpected expression on his handsome face. Obviously, all this seemed to be in his expectation.

Liangluo still has a certain influence. Before people are sent to the hospital, the reporter has already been at the door of the hospital.

Liang Luo hit his head and was carried out of the ambulance when he was still in a coma, with bright red blood flowing from his forehead.

Now it's too common to live on the Internet. When ye Su Su noticed the news, he turned it on.

On the sofa next to Ye Anqi, Su Yao is cutting fruit for them in the kitchen.

Just one o'clock open, hear the broadcast voice, ye angel suddenly looked up at her.

Ye Su Su looks at the kitchen. Su Yao is coming out with a plate.

Don't want to take this opportunity to let her mother nag her, she bowed to close the page, but saw the camera is aimed at the cool face, beautiful face is almost stained with red blood, pale skin.