19. Reporters are dispatched, and the scumbag is frightened
Qiao An was recovering from a serious injury, but his body could not bear such a huge force and he was thrown onto the sofa.
Luo Ke was so angry that she ran over to straighten Qiao An's wheelchair, protected Qiao An behind her, and accused Li Zecheng: "Li, I really made a mistake. I didn't expect you to be such a carefree man. You are like this
Aren't you afraid that you will be struck by lightning if you bully Qiao An?"
Li Zecheng said angrily: "You, an outsider, should not interfere in the matters between our husband and wife."
There were five deep fingerprints on Qiao An's burning face. There was blood oozing from the corners of her mouth. She stared at Li Zecheng sadly and said sadly: "Li Zecheng, I despise you."
Li Zecheng saw deep disgust in Qiao An's eyes. Where there was once affection, now there is only hatred.
Li Zecheng felt inexplicably irritable. He obviously no longer loved Qiao An, but he didn't know why he couldn't be the most decisive towards her. Maybe it was because his own interests were tied to Qiao An.
With Li Zecheng's support, Wei Xin couldn't stop fussing. She said arrogantly to Qiao An: "Qiao An, aren't you leaving yet?"
Qiao An washed away her previous weakness, and her eyes were filled with determination and ferocity. She winked at Luo Ke and said, "Let them come in."
At this time, the bodyguards inside and reporters outside rushed into the living room.
When Li Zecheng saw this scene, he realized that Qiao An had come prepared today. He was finally a little afraid. If his support for Wei Xin was amplified by the media, his reputation would be ruined and his future would be hindered.
He softened his tone and said to Qiao An almost like pleading: "An'an, this is a family matter. Why did you call them here?"
Qiao An covered her face and reprimanded with tears in her eyes: "Li Zecheng, you bought a house and raised a mistress behind my back. As a public figure, don't you give the public an explanation?"
Li Zecheng wanted to get angry, but all the reporters' cameras were pointed at him. He knew that his next words and deeds were related to his future and destiny.
"An'an, I told you that you misunderstood my relationship with Wei Xin. She and I are just ordinary friends."
"Ordinary friend? Ordinary friend, you buy a house for her to live in? Li Zecheng, we have been married for almost two years, and you call me poor every day. I always feel sorry for you, so I spend my own money to buy clothes, skin care products, and even household products.
I pay all the living expenses. Only now do I know that I lived a widowed marriage. My husband established a new family outside, and all your money was used to support her. Li Zecheng, can such a marriage persist?
Is it necessary?"
Li Zecheng had a gloomy face and had no choice but to surrender to Qiao An. "Qiao An, do you need to talk about these things here? I will explain it to you when you go home."
He reached out to drag Qiao An, and at this time several bodyguards stepped forward to protect Qiao An behind.
Li Zecheng was angry: "Qiao An, don't you just want to buy a house? I promise you, I will buy you a house. Let this be over."
Qiao An stared at Wei Xin with bloodthirsty eyes, then curled her lips and sneered: "I think this house is good. You transfer this house to my name. What do you think?"
Wei Xin bit her lip.
This was bought for her by Li Zecheng. He originally planned to transfer it to her within a few days, but unexpectedly, Qiao An got there first.
Li Zecheng nodded frustratedly. "It's all up to you."
Qiao An was reluctant: "Ms. Wei Xin, did you hear that? This house belongs to me. You have lived here for one year and six months, and the monthly rent is 30,000 for you, so the total is 540,000. Now
Pay me."
Wei Xin is angry.
The monthly rent of 30,000 yuan was considered reasonable based on the location and decoration of the riverside mansion. However, it was really difficult for Wei Xin to come up with 540,000 yuan at once.
The money she used was Li Zecheng's bank card. If she paid here, Qiao An would definitely find out the clues with her shrewdness. Then there would be another turmoil.
Wei Xin looked at Li Zecheng for help. Li Zecheng looked at Qiao An with a gray face and was angry but dared not speak.
After a stalemate like this for a while, Qiao An chuckled and said, "Can't you take it out? Then please ask Miss Wei to move out."
Then with a look at her people, the bodyguards immediately threw out all the messy clothes and daily necessities ruthlessly.
Wei Xin looked at Li Zecheng several times and hesitated to speak, but how could Li Zecheng dare to protect his mistress in front of the media? Her heart was filled with hatred, but she still wanted to be kind to Qiao Nian.
"Honey, have you had enough trouble? If you've had enough trouble, come home with me," Li Zecheng said.
Qiao An looked at him coldly, pointed to the corner of his lip that was injured by Li Zecheng and said: "I think it is necessary for me to go back to the hospital to have my injuries examined by my husband."
Li Zecheng's face drooped: "Qiao An, I was wrong. Isn't it okay that I was wrong? You come home with me, and I will help you apply the medicine."
Qiao An said: "I haven't gone through the discharge surgery yet, so it would be more appropriate to go back to the hospital and ask a professional doctor to examine my injuries."
After saying that, Qiao An left without looking back.
Luo Ke, the others and the reporters left the scene one after another.
Li Zecheng looked at Qiao An's decisive departure, and the expression in his eyes became complicated.
Wei Xin sowed discord and said: "Brother Zecheng, are you willing to be manipulated by her like this? If the reporter reports today's news, your future and mine will be ruined."
Li Zecheng said confidently: "I gave up saving her in the ruins that day. She must have been angry with me. She is just angry now and does things impulsively. Don't worry, she loves me after all and won't really report it.
Go out and ruin my future."
There was a questioning look in Wei Xin's eyes.
When Qiao An returned to the hospital ward, Li Xiaoran was sitting on the hospital bed, looking straight at her with a dark face.
Qiao An is wearing a white vest dress today with a round head on her head. She looks very fresh and refined. Her simplicity always makes Li Xiaoran's heart beat.
But Li Xiaoran's sharp eyes discovered the slightly red and swollen half of her face.
"Where have you gone?" His tone was rare and sharp.
Qiao An felt a little guilty and smiled dryly. "I was so exhausted in the ward that I went out for a walk."
Li Xiaoran directly exposed her lie: "What's wrong with your face?"
Qiao An touched her face, her long eyelashes drooped, and she looked lonely.
"Who are you fighting with?" Li Xiaoran stood up. His height of 1.88 meters put an invisible pressure on the petite Qiao An.
Qiao An whispered: "Doctor Li, you are only my doctor, not my guardian. Do you care where I go?"
Li Xiaoran reached out and lifted her chin, and Qiao An was forced to look up at his gorgeous face.
Li Xiaoran said angrily: "Qiao An, the 206 bones, 639 muscles, and every inch of skin in your body require dozens of days and nights of diligent care from me to restore them to their original state. You said, you were impulsive once
, just ruined my artwork, shouldn’t I be angry?”
Qiao An: "..."
Obviously they only have a doctor-patient relationship, but Li Xiaoran treated her as if she was his personal property.
