The sweet pet of a wealthy family: He Shao's substitute bride

Jiang Ruoyue couldn't care less about it anymore, even if Ji Boyan called, she would at least know where He Yi was from the phone.

However, He Chen listened to the phone, held his hands tightly and backed away, not letting Jiang Ruoyue approach.

He signaled to his subordinates again.

"Don't let her come here."

Jiang Ruoyue was pulled back, feeling angry and anxious.

"Let go of me, where is He Yi, how is he doing?"

After listening, He Chen hung up the phone without saying a word.

"Boss, what's wrong?"

The subordinates also couldn't figure out their minds for a while, so they were concerned.

Jiang Ruoyue was forced to press on a chair, and she struggled to get up, but her eyes were fixed on the phone that He Chen hung up.

He Chen's dark eyes looked over, and a dark situation rolled up, but his thin lips said cruelly.

"He's never coming back."

Jiang Ruoyue was startled for a moment, and knocked down the porcelain cup next to her. With a bang, the cup shattered into pieces on the ground.

"No, no, I don't believe it, you lied to me."

He Chen pulled his lips slowly and let out a slight snort.

"There is nothing you can't believe. He is a human being, not a god, and there will be times when he misses."

He Chen's tone was so sincere, Jiang Ruoyue couldn't see a trace of hypocrisy, destroying her firm belief.

But Jiang Ruoyue told herself that when Sister He Chen called, she wasn't excited at all.If they really succeeded, would he not be happy?

"No matter what you say, I don't believe it. I will definitely find him."

Supporting her limp body, Jiang Ruoyue stood up.

Just when she got up, she fell down and passed out.

"Hmph, I can't even stand still, so I'm still looking for someone."

He Chen's subordinates looked at Jiang Ruoyue with disdain, but then said happily.

"Boss, that's great, this time we finally made it..."

Before he could finish his words, He Chen clenched his hand into an iron fist, and smashed it on a porcelain cup, causing blood to overflow from his hand.

His face was also stretched with blue veins.

The faces of the subordinates changed greatly with fright.

"What's the matter, Boss, isn't it...?"

"You really thought it was done?"

He Chen's subordinates suddenly turned their faces to the side, looking at people with cannibalistic eyes, they felt guilty, and their eyes were also filled with astonishment.

"No way, it didn't work? Didn't Ji Boyan call first? Doesn't that mean he's still alive?"

He Chen glanced at Jiang Ruoyue, who was still lying on the cold floor, her lips were tightly pressed.

"Haven't you ever thought about it, maybe this is not an announcement of good news, but a funeral?"

Not the good news, but the funeral?What means?Report whose funeral?

He Chen raised his head, as if he was holding back something, he let go of his clenched fist.

He came over and bent down to hug Jiang Ruoyue.

"Boss."

His subordinates watched He Chen hold Jiang Ruoyue in a daze again, with such a gentle way.

"Call the doctor."

At this time, a person came in at the door and stretched out his hand.

"Give me the man."