An Ran paused, looked back at Long Cang, smiled, and returned to the small apartment without saying a word.
After that, he had the sports car towed away and hid in the small apartment without going anywhere. Of course, he had to do something.
He made a few phone calls and explained things to the other party, and then he settled down to sit quietly in the small apartment.
It wasn't until someone called him that he left the small apartment and headed to Rock's, intending to pick up Mi Xiaojia from get off work.
When Mi Xiaojia arrived at the parking lot, she went directly to look for Long Cang. Unexpectedly, An Ran suddenly appeared, and she was shocked when she was unprepared.
What's even more frightening is that An Ran's face is covered in blood and he looks hideous.
"Young Master An, what's wrong with you?" Mi Xiaojia had no time to talk to Long Cang because An Ran's current situation made her frightened.
An Ran always gave her such big "surprises" recently, and she suspected that sooner or later she would have a heart attack.
"Nothing, I just thought you might have to get off work, so I came to pick you up." An Ran looked at Mi Xiaojia with a blank expression.
Mi Xiaojia couldn't tell from An Ran's expression. She pointed to his bleeding wound: "I mean, what's wrong with your wound? Didn't you find that you were bleeding?"
An Ran was shocked when he heard this. He touched his face and found blood on his hand.
He smiled faintly: "It's okay, maybe I bumped somewhere just now. It's important to take you home. Let's get in the car."
Mi Xiaojia was speechless for a moment, just because An Ran's wound was bleeding gurglingly, and the blood was dripping on the ground, which made her hair stand on end.
"You're injured, why don't you go to the hospital for a checkup? Long Cang can just send me there." Mi Xiaojia said, carefully observing An Ran's expression, fearing that An Ran would suddenly go crazy.
"I don't want to go to the hospital. It's annoying to see the doctor. I feel safer staying with you. Otherwise, my car will be parked here and Long Cang will take us two home." An Ran skillfully asked Long.
Cang said he was the driver and excluded Long Cang from the world between himself and Mi Xiaojia.
Mi Xiaojia didn't hear An Ran's pun, but Long Cang heard it clearly.
An Ran is worthy of being a businessman, so when he says that there is no dishonest businessman, there is no ambiguity in An Ran's scheming.
Mi Xiaojia took another look at An Ran's bleeding wound, and felt that if the bleeding continued, An Ran would bleed to death.
After hesitating for a moment, she said to Long Cang: "I won't have dinner with you tonight. You can handle it yourself. I'll take Mr. An to the hospital to stitch his wound."
Long Cang laughed when he heard this: "I'd better send him off. Otherwise, you go home first and leave Mr. An to me. He won't die."
"But..." Mi Xiaojia still hesitated.
"You are a pregnant woman, so it is unlucky to be in and out of the hospital frequently. Don't worry, as long as I'm here, I will take good care of Mr. An and won't let him lose his arms or legs." Long Cang looked at Mi Xiaojia with a smile.
Mi Xiaojia finally nodded in agreement and took a taxi home.
Little did she know that after she left, Long Cang and An Ran quickly changed their faces. The two men looked at each other eagerly, each with their own agenda.
Seeing that the heroine was not present, An Ran stopped wasting time acting and planned to get in the car directly and go back to the small apartment to play with Mi Xiaojia.
Long Cang blocked his way and raised his thin lips with a half-smile: "Young Master An, do you know how many people have died in my hands? I can make the other person's death miserable, and I can also make the other person's death invisible.
