There were hundreds of doubts in her mind, but her mind was so groggy that she didn't ask too many questions.
When I got home, I lay on the bed. My whole body felt like it was falling apart. All kinds of vague pains came out. After I changed into a loose nightgown, I discovered that there were large bruises on my legs. Although they had been treated,
, was in unbearable pain, and exhausted, and soon fell into a deep sleep.
In the study room, Wang Donglin's face looked very ugly.
Zhang Xiang whispered: "After the large truck crashed into the river, the driver suffocated and died. It was judged that he drank too much and made a mistake in operation. On the surface, it seems to be a complete accident."
No trace of human manipulation can be seen.
But will things be that simple?
Moreover, the driver died and all clues were completely lost.
However, a hugely ominous premonition has completely spread in my heart.
"Third Young Master, you should go to Switzerland immediately. There will be no delay."
Wang Donglin walked around for several times, frowning very tightly. There was only one last step left, and it was impossible to fall short at this time. Otherwise, all the previous efforts would have been in vain, and the situation behind would become extremely dangerous.
"I'm not sure whether this matter has something to do with Lao Zhou, but now that force is suppressing the Wang family in every possible way, and public opinion attacks are coming one after another, and some areas that have not been dealt with in time have to be completely sold off at low prices. In the long run, only
I’m afraid that we will lose any status in the country..."
The intention is already obvious. If you want to leave, I will completely uproot you. There will never be a chance to look back.
Zhang Xiang was very cautious: "But what Madam means is that the top priority is safety first, and we should not act on impulse."
Wang Donglin did not answer.
After a while, he turned around and said, "Only a quarter of the data is left. We must get this part."
Zhang Xiang's expression changed: "Third Young Master... this is too dangerous..."
"If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't get the cub. No matter what, I will try again."
No matter how great the danger is, it can't compare to the danger of being uprooted - if the data is obtained, the trump card is also obtained, and it is unknown who will win.
Zhang Xiang wanted to persuade him again, but he also knew the temper of the third young master.
That night, Wang Donglin stayed in the study all night.
When Yan Xixian opened her eyes, the sun was already shining brightly outside the window.
The wind blew in through the open window, and she could clearly see a large area of roses in full bloom, with the flowers swaying on the branches, forming a sea of bright red.
There were footsteps.
She sat on the bedside, but saw that Wang Donglin's beard had grown out overnight, and he looked a little haggard. A layer of gauze was randomly wrapped around his injured arm, and his eyes were bloodshot.
Seeing that she was awake, he said softly: "Xixi, does it still hurt?"
She shook her head: "Foot-picking man, you didn't sleep all night?"
He went to bed with a smile and hugged her in his arms: "No, I'm just about to go to bed. Just sleep with me for a while."
Someone's clutches stretched out and she giggled.
The roomy pajamas were quickly killed.
She muttered: "Foot-picking big man, what do you want to do?"
He rolled his eyes at her: "I'm very tired, don't seduce me."
"..."
This guy took off people's clothes as soon as they came up, and actually hit him with a rake?
However, a certain person just hugged him comfortably and said with a smile, "It's keeping you warm when you hold me like this, do you understand?"
I'm speechless. It's March and it's almost summer. Do you still need to hug together to keep warm?
