His Wife Calls The Shots

Chapter 401 I'm Sorry, I'm Late

Chapter 401

About a few minutes later, he directly waited for Cang Zeyue's call instead of a message.

"Axian, your intuition is right, the two of them are in trouble."

Feng Xian silently increased his speed.

"How is the situation now?" he asked quietly.

There was the sound of Cang Zeyue pulling the door open, and his breathing was a little short.

"I called her just now, but no one answered, so I looked inside," he paused, his voice heavy: "Axian, I said this, don't get excited, I believe Tang Qianqian will protect himself."

Feng Xian looked solemn: "Speak."

"When Tang Qianqian was taking a bath, not long after Xiaoyu left the room, Chen Lan's younger brother entered the room... The surveillance showed that he rushed into the bathroom and locked the door. There is no camera in the bathroom, I don't know what's inside. Happening."

"The two children don't have their mobile phones. I can't contact them. However, I have let people nearby pass by. Don't worry too much."

Feng Xian's eyes were dark, and he drove the car out of the speed of the racing car.

In the silent night, the car flashed down the driveway with a swoosh.

Feng Xian came to the Lu family as quickly as possible. Because Cang Zeyue was much closer than him, he was already in the villa at this time.

An ambulance was parked in front of the villa, and there was a lot of noise in the villa.

In this second, Feng Xian's eyes swayed.

He quickly ran in and saw Lu Wanyu sitting on the sofa and Cang Zeyue standing beside him in the lobby on the first floor.

A medical staff was cleaning the soles of Lu Wanyu's blood-stained feet. Lu Wanyu grabbed Cang Zeyue's arm, endured the pain and didn't cry out.

"Axian."

"Where is she?" Feng Xian said in a deep voice, a sharp and tense cold gleam in his eyes.

Cang Zeyue said, "Second floor, but..."

The sound of da da da came, Feng Xian had already gone upstairs.

Cang Zeyue added quietly, "However, she's fine."

Feng Xian didn't hear these words. He passed the medical staff and finally saw the figure in front of the door of a room on the second floor.

Looking at it from a distance, she was wearing a coat that didn't seem to be wearing it, but it was wrapped very tightly. Her eyes stared indifferently into the room, as if she noticed something, and suddenly looked this way.

As soon as the camera turned, I looked at it from Qian Mi's angle, and saw the man walking hurriedly with worry and anxiety on his face.

Her heart throbbed, and before she could react, she was already hugged by him.

She was surprised: "Why are you here?"

Feng Xian restrained the strength of his hands, for fear of hurting her, and he was in a messy mood.

"Sorry, I'm late."

Qian Miao didn't know what to say, but felt that her calm mood suddenly plunged into a stone, causing ripples after circle after circle.

At this moment, two doctors came out carrying a man who was screaming and walked past them.

A disheveled woman followed the stretcher, her voice trembling, and she kept telling the doctor to hurry up.

Feng Xian turned his eyes and saw the ten deformed fingers of the man on the stretcher, his two arms were 100% dislocated, and a calf was also tilted at a very strange angle.

However, he did not have a trace of sympathy, but instead set off the meaning of destruction in his eyes.

Seeing that he was about to make a move, Qian Mi subconsciously took his hand: "Don't get involved."

She looked at his worried eyes and added, "I'm fine, he can't hurt me."

He looked down at her up and down, and apart from her hair was not dry and a little messy, and her clothes were a little light, he really didn't see any signs of scars or the like.

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