Mrs. Bo always runs away with her son

The dagger was also carried out by inertia and fell to the ground. Fang Jianning saw blood pouring into An Ting's hand, she rushed over and grabbed his hand tightly, trying to stop the bleeding.

Seeing Fang Jianning's actions, An Ting was stunned for a moment, then his eyes became gentle: "Jianning, I'm fine!"

The woman who was thrown out looked up, but her eyes were not fixed on Fang Jianning, but on An Ting, as if looking at another monster.

"Who the hell are you?" Fang Jianing looked the woman up and down, but he still couldn't connect her with someone he once knew.

Then the woman's eyes fell on Fang Jianning's face, full of hatred again, she opened her arms, wanting to attack again, but when she met An Ting's cold eyes, she was taken aback for a moment, then she stood up abruptly, turned around just run.

"stop!"

Fang Jianning was about to chase after her, but her own hand was still helping An Ting's wound, so she could only stop and watch the woman disappear into the crowd.

"Mr. An, your hand is very serious, I will take you to the hospital!"

Fang Jianning tightly grasped An Ting's hand, blaming himself very much.

"Hehe..." An Ting smiled indifferently: "I can do something for you, this little injury is nothing!"

Fang Jianning's face froze for a moment, with an unnatural expression, "I'm sorry, I got you in trouble..."

"Where is it, I am very happy to be able to block this knife for you!"

While the two of them were talking, a car suddenly drove up in front of them, and rammed straight at An Ting. An Ting glanced sharply at the person in the driver's seat, and then stretched out his hand to grab Fang Jianning's shoulders. Saying "Be careful!" He took Fang Jianning and took a few steps back, and the two stood face to face.

The car stopped when it was about to reach Fang Jianning. Bao Siheng got out of the car with a dark face and looked at An Ting coldly. Without a smile, intentionally or unintentionally, he showed Fang Jianning the hand that was being held tightly by Fang Jianning.

An Ting was provoking him!

Bao Siheng's eyes darkened a little. If his eyes could be used as a sword, he guaranteed that An Ting's melon seeds would have fallen to the ground and eaten ashes!

Looking back, seeing Bao Siheng, Fang Jianning's eyes lit up: "Si Heng, hurry up, take Mr. An to the hospital!"

Seeing Bao Siheng's gaze coldly on his hand, Fang Jianning reacted unmoved, pointing to the blood on the ground and said, "He was injured just now to protect me, and shed a lot of blood!"

It was only then that Bao Siheng noticed the blood on the ground and the bloody dagger beside him.

An Ting smiled at Bao Siheng and explained: "Just now there was a crazy woman rushing over to hurt Jian Ning, and I happened to be next to her, so she did it. President Bo won't blame me for doing what you should do." Mind your own business?"

Obviously mocking himself for not protecting Fang Jianing at the critical moment, Bao Siheng squinted his eyes, concealing the chill in his eyes, and approached An Ting with a faint smile: "Where, I should thank Mr. An for your rescue." !"

After finishing speaking, he tore off Fang Jianning's hand, then held the wound in An Ting's palm himself, blocked Fang Jianning with his body, threw the car keys into her hand, and confessed: "Go and drive, my With more strength, Mr. An's blood loss will be less!"

Bao Siheng had a gentle face, with a smile on his mouth, but he was secretly exerting force with his hands.

An Ting's wound was already in unbearable pain, but being pinched by Bao Siheng made it even more painful. His already pale face became even paler, but when he met Bao Siheng's triumphant sneer, he Still maintaining a gentle and refined face, without frowning.

Sure enough, he is a man who is good at disguising himself!
Bao Siheng suddenly realized that this man was also a difficult opponent, and he had to take Fang Jianning and his mother away from him as soon as possible!

Fang Jianning was driving in front, and Bao Siheng and An Ting sat side by side in the back seat.

Fang Jianning felt the wind blowing from behind, and secretly raised his head to glance in the rearview mirror. The two men were expressionless, but both straightened their backs, as if they were in a competition whose posture was more correct!

Fang Jianning couldn't help shivering, and tentatively opened his mouth, trying to break the dull atmosphere in the car: "Well...are you cold? Do you need to turn on the heater or something?"

Bao Siheng glanced lightly at An Ting's hand that he was holding, and said coldly: "If you turn on the heater, the blood will flow faster!"

However, An Ting put on a smiling face in the rearview mirror, and said softly, "It doesn't matter, Jian Ning, if you feel cold, you can turn on the heater!"

Attitude is a matter of superiority and inferiority.

Bao Siheng looked sideways, frowned and glared at An Ting. If he hadn't thought that his hand was injured by Fang Jianning, he would have kicked the chameleon man down!

Because of his words, the atmosphere in the car not only did not become more relaxed, but on the contrary, it became more tense. Fang Jianning bit his lips tightly, not daring to speak any more, watching the road carefully, stepping on the gas pedal, and galloping all the way.

Fortunately, An Ting's hand didn't hurt any tendons, so Fang Jianing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Pity……"

When Bao Siheng went to get the medicine, An Ting held up his gauze-wrapped hand and murmured regretfully, "It's only to this extent..."

"what?"

Fang Jianning pointed at his hand and looked at him puzzled: "You mean...you want it to be hurt more?"

An Ting turned to look at her with warm eyes: "If my injury was more serious, would you, Jian Ning, care about me more?"

Fang Jianning avoided his gaze in embarrassment, and said softly: "Mr. An, what you do will only make me feel more guilty!"

"It doesn't matter if it's just guilt!" An Ting's eyes became hotter and hotter: "It doesn't matter if you feel guilty or care about it, as long as the shadow of me, An Ting, can grow deeper and deeper in your heart, I will do anything! "

"Mr. An..."

Fang Jianning pursed her lips, with a troubled expression on her face, not knowing how to persuade him: "I have told you very clearly, you are wasting your time on me, it is not worth it at all, how many wonderful things are there in this world? Girl, why are you obsessed with me?"

"All the women in the world are inferior to you!"

"Thank you for giving such a high evaluation to my woman!"

A cold voice came from behind, Fang Jianning was overjoyed, subconsciously got up and walked to Bao Siheng's side.

Bao Siheng stretched out his hand and pulled Fang Jianning behind him, stared at An Ting coldly, took two steps forward, raised his hand, threw the medicine into his arms, and continued coldly: " An Ting, I am very grateful for your help today, but it doesn't mean that you can blatantly destroy other people's feelings!"

A coldness flashed across An Ting's eyes, but when he saw Fang Jianning looking at him, he raised his head and helped his eyes, hiding the coldness in his eyes, and looked at Bao Siheng with a smile, faintly Said: "Mr. Bo is so excited, is it because he is afraid? Why, Mr. Bo...does he have no confidence in himself?"

Bao Siheng clenched his fist, but because Fang Jianning secretly grabbed his arm, he had to suppress his urge to throw his fist at it. He smiled and said: "Thank you Mr. An for today's matter, we still have something to do, so let's go first!"

Watching Bao Siheng leave with Fang Jianning, the coldness in An Ting's eyes no longer hides, he throws away the medicine in his hand, stares coldly at the back that is going further and further ahead, a cold look flashes across his brows.

Bo Siheng, one day you will understand who is the destroyer of that relationship!