Compared to the noise in the brightly lit hall, Ji Fan, who was hiding in the dark, hid in a quiet corner and took in all this.
It wasn't until the police and rescue workers arrived and carried out Quan Leng, who was still unconscious with blood on his face, as well as several frightened and fainted guests, as well as the injured security personnel, that he withdrew his gaze indifferently, with a slight smile on his face.
He made a meaningful arc, then turned and walked towards the stairs on the second floor.
At this moment, he didn't know that Bo Jinghan had been taken away from the banquet hall.
But he desperately wanted to find her and ask her if she was satisfied with such a scene.
He didn't know how she would answer her, but he himself was not as relieved and happy as he expected. On the contrary, something seemed to be pressing on his heart, heavy and very uncomfortable. Vaguely, he even felt a bit suffocated.
, twined around the heart.
Originally, he thought that letting him torture Quan Leng with his own hands was the best memorial to his past and his mother's injustice. But for some reason, after the memorial ceremony, he felt lost. All the strength in his body seemed to be here.
The moment the curtain fell, the moment the giant crystal lamp hit Quan Leng... it was drained!
why is that?
It seems that he now feels that this result was not what he wanted from the beginning!
What he wants is...
An idea that even he found ridiculous flashed through his mind quickly.
Ji Fan smiled absentmindedly, silently.
And just as he was sitting on the steps of the second floor with his mouth wide open, leaning on the handrail of the stairs, making that exaggerated and silent laugh, with tears overflowing at the stall. Bo Junchen, who was searching for Mo Ji to no avail,
Found him by accident.
However, when he saw Ji Fan, he was a little surprised. But when he looked carefully and found that Ji Fan had such an expression, he seemed to suddenly understand something in his heart.
"Where's Jinghan!"
At this time, Ji Fan seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit. He couldn't hear what Bo Junchen said to him. He was still immersed in his own thoughts, laughing and crying, crying and laughing, without any trace of his normal mood.
Children's spirits?
Because Bo Junchen was worried about Bo Jinghan's safety, he didn't care whether he was in a good mood or whether it might irritate him. He raised his hand and aimed a left hook at his face.
Pain comes.
Ji Fan then slowly woke up.
He raised his eyes and looked at Bo Junchen with a slightly confused gaze, unconsciously gasping: "Bo...Mr. Bo?"
"Let me ask you where is Jinghan!"
&nbthia...She, she..."
"Where is she!"
Bo Junchen almost lost his patience.
Ji Fan was also confused. He raised his head and looked towards the second floor, looking straight at the angle on the second floor where it was easy to hide. Bo Junchen also followed his gaze, but the next second, his
His face became even more sinister, and he couldn't help but tighten his grip on Ji Fan's collar: "I've searched everywhere, but she's not here at all! Ji Fan, I know that what happened today has nothing to do with you or her.
It doesn't matter. But I'm not interested in any of this. I just want to know where she is and whether she is safe! Ji Fan, listen to me and tell me everything you know, including her plan. Remember, I want to listen.
Everything! If you want her to be well, tell me everything you know! Everything!!!"
