Wrong Marriage: The CEO's Sweet Bride

Master Yan looked at Yan Jing with a gloomy expression, squinted his eyes, and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "Your man, I can't move... right?"

Yan Jing didn't speak, but that aloof expression seemed to explain everything.

Seeing this, Master Yan sneered even more, "Okay, okay, I don't care about you."

The smile on his face disappeared slowly, and he said in a calm voice: "But what I told you must be done for me!"

His murderous eyes showed his attitude - if the matter could not be done, he would definitely take that woman under his knife!

Yan Jing had a full view of his threat, pulled his lips disapprovingly, turned and left.

After he walked out of the room, Master Yan raised the crutch in his hand with a gloomy expression.

Clap!

The porcelain cup shattered and the tea splashed everywhere!

Yan Jing returned to his research room, and went straight to the woman lying on the cold instrument table.

"You're back." The woman sat up slightly, showing him a pure and harmless smile.

Yan Jing approached, her eyes fell on her legs which were injecting medicine.

The two legs are no different from ordinary people, and two metal catheters are inserted on both sides of the thighs, and the special healing medicine is introduced into her body.

Han Meng followed his gaze and landed on his legs, his eyelids drooping slightly, hiding the thoughts in his eyes.

Although Yan Jing cured her legs, she had to replenish the medicine here every three days, otherwise her legs would lose their activity and she would be paralyzed again.

It is also because of this that she is tied to this instrument table and cannot leave for more than three days...

Although Han Meng was a little dissatisfied, she could only hope that Yan Jing would find a better way to get rid of this damn potion as soon as possible.

She was thinking about it, and suddenly the tube on her thigh was ripped off.

A sharp pain came suddenly, causing her to frown and cry out: "Young Master, you—"

Yan Jing threw away the catheter in his hand indifferently, and looked at her expressionlessly.

Being watched by his eyes, Han Meng felt ominous.

She just moved her lips, ready to speak.

"Ah! Ah, ah..."

The remaining three catheters in the thigh were all pulled out and thrown aside.

Han Meng was trembling with pain, and cold sweat ran down her forehead, down her cheeks, and slipped over the bulging veins on her neck.

"Big, young, why are you doing this to me..."

Gritting her teeth, she finally asked tremblingly.

Yan Jing squinted at her painful face, and said without mercy: "Yan Jiang is the old man's most beloved son, you hurt him, why do you say?"

Han Meng's pupils shrunk, Yanjiang?

"I know that I did not arrange this matter properly, but it was Qin Shu who called the second young master... I just accidentally injured the second young master."

"that's enough."

Yan Jing snorted lightly, turned around and left.

Han Meng panicked. He left. What about his legs?

She subconsciously reached out to pull him, but forgot the fact that her legs could not move.

bang.

The whole person fell off the instrument table.

But her hand was still held high, grabbing Yan Jing's clothes and not daring to let go.

"Young master, I know I was wrong, I was wrong, if you leave like this, what will happen to my legs, my legs... Please forgive me, I know I was wrong!"

Han Meng had already thrown away her pride in front of outsiders and subordinates, and begged humbly.

She didn't care so much, she just wanted to hug her leg.

After experiencing a life of freedom of movement, she didn't want to go back to living in a wheelchair again.

Yan Jing paused and looked down at her.

Han Meng quickly acted more earnestly and pitifully, with tears in his eyes, "Master, I really know I was wrong..."

The corners of Yan Jing's lips curled into a sarcasm, and he suddenly bent down, pinching her chin with one hand.

"Remember, you are just a puppy you picked up."

His icy breath hit her face.

Han Meng nodded again and again, "Yes, I am your puppy, a puppy..."

What about humiliation?She has experienced more humiliating things than this.

As long as she can achieve the goal in her heart and become the ultimate winner, she will have long since given up any self-esteem and shame.

Yan Jing seemed very satisfied with her answer, the smile on his lips deepened.

He let go of her chin, passed his hands under her armpits, and lifted her up.

Han Meng's legs were dangling limply in the air, without any effort.

She was put back on the instrument table.

"You are the most obedient puppy and the work I am most satisfied with. I really can't bear to ruin you just like that... However, if you don't follow my orders and act willfully next time, I won't give you a second chance. is you."

Yan Jing spoke slowly, and reinserted the catheters that had been pulled out just now into her thighs.

He raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, his movements were gentle, like a lover.

The cold and indifferent face was inexplicably cruel.

……

in the hospital ward.

The LCD TV hanging on the wall is broadcasting the news that Pan Zhongyu was kicked out of the foreign hospital.

Xin Baoe sat on the head of the bed, staring at the TV with a complicated expression.

Sure enough, something happened to Pan Zhongyu.

Fortunately, I severed ties with him in advance and was not implicated by him.

But she was still a little worried.

After this news report comes out, it means that Pan Zhongyu will not only have nothing from now on, but will also spend several years in prison. Even if he is released from prison in the future, he will have no chance to turn over.

But, will he just accept his fate like this?

Xin Bao'e was only worried about what Pan Zhongyu would do to hurt herself.

Just in case, I'd better act first and take some measures...

Xin Baoe was thinking in her heart when the door of the ward was opened.

She thought it was the nurse who came to change the dressing, and subconsciously said, "Didn't I change it today..."

The voice stopped abruptly.

She looked at Pan Zhongyu who appeared in her ward in surprise, and frowned a little bit.

Seeing Pan Zhongyu lock the door with his backhand and stride towards him, Xin Bao'e finally came to his senses.

She didn't panic, her eyes showed a look of defense, but she maintained a calm face, "We have nothing to do with each other, what are you doing here?"

As soon as Pan Zhongyu came in, he noticed that the news about himself was being broadcast on the TV. He grabbed the remote control beside him angrily and turned off the TV.

Then he glared fiercely at Xin Bao'e, gritted his teeth, and made no effort to hide his resentment, "You knew your father would take action against me, and you expected that I would not be able to fight them, so that's why you distanced yourself from me, didn't you?" ?”

Xin Bao'e felt that it was a bit funny for him to pursue this now.

But she didn't show it on her face, but shook her head helplessly and said: "No. If I hadn't been shaken and coerced by you at the beginning, I would have never contacted you again."

Pan Zhongyu stared at her closely, as if he was weighing the truth of her words.

In the end, he chose to believe what she said.

There is no way, he is now an abandoned son of the Yan family, and he has tried to contact the Yan family for help, but he has not received the slightest response.

As Master Yan said, if he couldn't handle this matter by himself, it would be of no use to the Yan family, so naturally he wouldn't use another soldier for him.

He managed to get rid of those prosecutors before he ran out.

Now, I'm afraid the whole city is looking for him.

He thought that the only person who could help him was Xin Bao'e.

After all, he held her unknown secret in his hands.