Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Mo Dong ruthlessly pushed his hands away, lifted his chin with the blade, pulled out a sneer from the corner of his mouth, and squeezed out a cold threat from his teeth.

"Lu Zhi is nothing, and Tianchen is nothing! Remember this clearly. The person who is looking for you today has nothing to do with Tianchen, but our boss. Our boss is going to deal with you bastards, understand!"

The little leader cried in his heart, silently scolded him for being crazy, but he was very honest, holding back his shrinking and trying his best to comfort him.

"Who is your boss..."

Mo Dong was waiting for him to say this.

The blade was put on his face again, slapped his cheek, and said coldly: "Remember it clearly, tell the person who contacted you later. The surname is Ye."

"Let them have a clear cause for their grievances and don't find the wrong person."

"Lu Zhi?" He sneered, the scar on his cheek was more eye-catching, and he was cold: "Humph, he is worthy of coveting our young lady!"

...

An hour later

The plane that Zhong Yiliu was on landed smoothly at the private airport of Tianchen in the illegal area. After the plane glided to a stop, the boarding stairs were lowered.

Zhong Yiliu and Duan Munan's family came out from the boarding stairs.

Lu Zhi had already waited under the plane with Jian Jin. When she saw several people coming out, Jian Jin quickly went up to support the old man.

"Mr. Zhong, are you feeling well?"

"No need to help me." Zhong Yiliu broke away from her hand and walked towards Lu Zhi. He observed Lu Zhi's complexion with a very good complexion, and then directly touched Lu Zhi's pulse. His face changed, as if his brows were suppressing anger, and he said angrily: "You didn't listen to me and take good care of your body!"

"Mr. Zhong..." Lu Zhi put his hands on his legs and explained to him like a student listening to a lecture: "I can't rest."

"Then you can ruin your body?!" Zhong Yiliu interrupted him with full energy, paced with his hands behind his back, and stopped in front of him, and asked him angrily: "Do you know that your body is more fragile than ordinary people and needs to be taken care of? Your lower body can't Exercise...If you sit in a wheelchair for a long time without moving, your lower limbs will gradually shrink. You have too many things in your heart every day, and your blood and energy are insufficient and you are too worried. How many years do you plan to live? Do you want to die in your thirties or forties? "

Jian Jin's face suddenly changed when she heard this, and she subconsciously stopped him: "Mr. Zhong!"

"Humph!" Zhong Yiliu turned around and looked at her: "Do you think that if I don't say anything about him, he will live a hundred years if he continues to abuse himself like this?"

"I tell you! If you continue to let him go on like this, even if he is rich, can afford the best supplements, and has the best nursing doctor, he will not live long!"

Jian Jin's lips trembled slightly, his hands unconsciously stretched forward, his body leaned forward, and he wanted to say something but stopped it, all of which were meant to stop him.

Zhong Yiliu also saw it, and then looked at the man in the wheelchair who didn't take his doctor's advice seriously, shook his head slightly, and sighed: "Forget it, you won't listen to me. Your legs..."

Lu Zhi's eyes fell on his unconscious legs, and the corners of his lips turned from emotionless at the beginning to mocking.

His legs?

How can a pair of legs that can't feel and can't be used be considered his? If they are his, why can't they be used!

No mistakes in one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar, take a look!

God gave him a pair of legs but didn't let him use them, why didn't he just cut them off in the first place.

He might as well not have legs, at least he wouldn't have the fantasy that one day he could stand in front of his beloved woman like an ordinary person, holding flowers and telling her that he loves her. (End of this chapter)