After her substitute disappeared, the CEO went crazy

"It's me...don't be afraid...Qingqing, it's me...you're safe...look at me...don't be afraid...I'm here..."

Shen Weiqing's struggle made Ling Yuzheng's heart tense, he couldn't help gasping, stretched out his hand and gently tore off the scotch tape on her mouth, and then with a little force, the cable ties binding her on Shen Weiqing's hands and feet were broken.

"It's all my fault...my fault...shouldn't have left you at home alone...I should have stayed with you...sorry baby...don't be afraid...it's okay it's okay ···”

After releasing the restraints on Shen Weiqing's hands and feet, Ling Yuzheng held her tightly in his arms again. After lying on the concrete floor for too long, Shen Weiqing's body felt a little chilly. I don't know if it was because of fear or the cold. Apart from struggling, Her whole body was shaking uncontrollably.

Facing Shen Weiqing's tragic appearance at the moment, Ling Yuzheng just wanted to give himself countless fists. For the first time, he knew what it means to be at a loss, so he could only hug her tightly and pat her on the back lightly. , comforted her gently, and while talking to her, kissed her pale little face and soft hair top.

Under Ling Yuzheng's constant reassurance, a few minutes later, Shen Weiqing suddenly came back to her senses, because she smelled the familiar smell of Ling Yuzheng, felt his warm and firm embrace, and the warm touch when she was kissed by him.

"A Zheng..."

Shen Weiqing hardly had any strength, and realized that she was actually lying in Ling Yuzheng's arms, she slowly calmed down, tightly grasping Ling Yuzheng's light pink tie, and called him in a weak voice, come out The sound is indeed very small.

And her hoarse voice stimulated every cell in Ling Yuzheng's body at this moment.

"... Xiaoyi..."

Nesting in Ling Yuzheng's arms, Shen Weiqing opened her mouth with difficulty. She pointed to the direction of the wooden bed, and a hoarse voice escaped from her throat.

Ling Yuzheng also immediately understood what Shen Weiqing meant, and winked at Chen Jianan who was behind him. Chen Jianan immediately nodded, walked to the wooden bed, and hugged Fang Xiaoyi who had passed out of shock.

A few people were about to go out, when they heard the sound of fierce fighting outside, Ling An immediately raised the weapon in his hand, put himself on the defensive, and stood in front of Ling Yuzheng.

After hearing the sound, Chen Jianan also quickly put Fang Xiaoyi back on the wooden bed, took out his weapon, and stood beside Ling An.

Ling Yuzheng stood behind them with a cold face, tightened his arms, and protected Shen Weiqing in his arms.

A few minutes later, the sound of fighting outside subsided, and footsteps sounded outside the iron gate again. Ling An and Chen Jianan pointed their weapons at the door.

The entire dilapidated small room was even more terrifyingly quiet at the moment, as if a needle could be heard on the ground.

"Shen Weiqing!"

A few seconds later, Cheng Zhihuai appeared at the door of the hut, eagerly calling Shen Weiqing's name, with an expression of unstoppable worry on his face.

Shen Weiqing nestled in Ling Yuzheng's arms in a daze, and heard a familiar voice calling her name, but at the moment her head was hurting badly, she groaned almost as soon as she heard the voice, and then turned her head Buried deeper into Ling Yuzheng's chest.

At the same time, Shen Weiqing also felt that Ling Yuzheng tightened her arms, and wrapped herself in her arms even harder.

When Cheng Zhihuai saw the scene in the house, he frowned in surprise, but soon returned to normal.

The room fell into a deeper silence again, Cheng Zhihuai slightly squinted his narrow peach eyes, his sharp and cold eyes, like a bloody sword, stared at Ling Yuzheng and Shen Weiqing who was held tightly in his arms.

Ling Yuzheng hugged Shen Weiqing tightly in his arms, with a serious expression on his face, but the gaze from his deep eyes was cold, and his whole body exuded a murderous aura.

At this moment, all the subordinates brought by the two rushed to the door of the small room, and the dark alley was crowded with people for a while.

"Baby, what's wrong?"

When the two sides were confronting each other, Ling Yuzheng suddenly felt the strangeness of the person in his arms, and immediately asked nervously.

Accompanied by Ling Yuzheng's questioning voice, Cheng Zhihuai also noticed Shen Weiqing's strangeness, and frowned in distress.

At this time, Shen Weiqing seemed to be extremely uncomfortable, nestling in Ling Yuzheng's arms, holding his shirt tightly, exhaling heavily, her face was pale, and beads of sweat dripped from her forehead one by one. down.

"Ling'an!"

Ling Yuzheng was extremely anxious. For him, nothing could be more important than Shen Weiqing's safety right now, so after signaling to Ling An, Ling Yuzheng ran outside without the slightest hesitation in his arms.

"Shen Weiqing..."

When he reached the door, Cheng Zhihuai hurriedly stepped forward to block the door. For no reason, he wanted to snatch Shen Weiqing from Ling Yuzheng's arms, and he wanted to see Shen Weiqing's situation at this time.

At the same time that Cheng Zhihuai was making movements, Ling An had already pointed his weapons at him with quick eyes and hands, and the rows of subordinates standing outside heard the movement inside the door, and they all took out their waistbands. arms.

But before he stretched out his hand, Shen Weiqing just heard his voice, her body unconsciously shrank into Ling Yuzheng's arms, her hands gripped Ling Yuzheng's shirt more tightly, and Ling Yuzheng immediately hugged her subconsciously tighter.

"..."

Seeing Shen Weiqing acting so dependent on Ling Yuzheng, Cheng Zhihuai's heart seemed to be blocked by something, and he felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

Then he reluctantly looked at Shen Weiqing who was tightly curled up in Ling Yuzheng's arms, and took a step towards the side of the iron gate. Following Cheng Zhihuai's movements, his subordinates in the alley put away their weapons and silently let There is a passage.

Ling Yuzheng glanced at Cheng Zhihuai with a stern expression, and quickly walked out with Shen Weiqing in his arms, got into the car without looking back, and ran towards the hospital.

Following behind him was Chen Jianan who was holding Fang Xiaoyi who had been in shock for a long time, and then Ling An who was agile.

At this moment, there was a strange harmony between Ling Yuzheng and Cheng Zhihuai, and this harmony was all due to Shen Weiqing...

After Ling Yuzheng took Shen Weiqing away, Cheng Zhihuai was not in a hurry to leave.

He walked into the room and sat down on a chair with an extremely indifferent expression on his face. He took out a cigarette case from his jacket pocket, then took out a cigarette to light himself, and took a few puffs to calm himself down.

"Bring them in."

After a while, Cheng Zhihuai snuffed out the cigarette butt in his hand, turned his head and ordered to his subordinates behind him.