"She's so big that she can't be thrown away. Maybe she's hiding somewhere on purpose to get angry with you."

Lu Jingchi glanced over.

Xia Yan shrank her neck and blinked innocently.

Lu Jingchi became irritated, took a deep breath of cigarette, and coughed suddenly.

This cough affected the injury in his abdomen. He covered his abdomen and threw the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray.

However, his body was unstable and he fell straight off the sofa. He grabbed the coffee table and covered his abdomen, with veins popping out on the back of his hands.

Xia Yan was startled and hurriedly stepped forward to help him, but was pushed away by Lu Jingchi.

"Get out."

Xia Yan was stunned on the spot.

Seeing him holding on to the coffee table in pain, he couldn't stand up for a long time, but within a moment, he was already sweating profusely.

Xia Yan frowned and squeezed the hands hanging on her sides.

Although she was angry, she couldn't help but worry about him.

"Jingchi..."

"roll!"

Lu Jingchi's voice was extremely weak, and there was no threat in this sound. He was breathing heavily, and it could be seen that he was trying his best to suppress the pain.

Xia Yan rarely saw him like this, and his emotions rarely leaked out. This must have hurt so much to make him so embarrassed.

"I'll call you an ambulance." Xia Yan felt extremely distressed when she saw him like this. She ignored his harsh words and took out her cell phone to call an ambulance.

Lu Jingchi glanced at her, and although he was weak, his tone was very cold, "I told you to get out, don't you understand?"

"If I get out, what should you do if something happens to you? I'll call an ambulance for you, and then I'll get out."

Xia Yan dialed the ambulance number regardless.

Lu Jingchi had already stood up unsteadily, snatched away her mobile phone, and threw it to the ground with his backhand.

There was a loud noise, and Xia Yan's cell phone fell to pieces on the ground.

Xia Yan was also stunned. She looked at Lu Jingchi in astonishment.

Lu Jingchi had stabilized now. He closed his eyes and calmed down. When he opened them again, his expression had returned to normal, "Xia Yan, don't let me say it a third time, get out."

His breath was still a little unsteady, and his voice was particularly weak.

Xia Yan's anger suddenly emerged. She glared at Lu Jingchi and said, "Get out! I'll treat you like a donkey with good intentions. I'll hurt you to death!"

After she said this, she walked away angrily on her high heels.

When the door closed, Lu Jingchi fell back into his chair. He lay on the sofa and closed his eyes weakly.

The cool light fell on his face, reflecting his pale and bloodless face.

Time passed little by little.

The night sky outside faded little by little, and the sky turned white.

One night passed, and there was still no news from Jiang Lan.

I have searched all the places I should look for, but there is still no trace of Jiang Lan.

Pei Qingsheng was sitting in the car, staring at the villa in front of him. He smoothed his hair, and the expression on his face was unpredictable.

This villa has been abandoned for many years, and is surrounded by weeds. Even the rusty iron door is covered with vines and colorful flowers.

Further away, there is the main building of the villa. The roof has also turned into lush green, and the walls are covered with flowering ivy.

The grass in the yard is half as tall as a man, and it is quiet all around. When the wind blows, the grass rustles.

If viewed as a landscape, this place is as beautiful as a painting.

If viewed as a residence, it would look like a horror house in a movie.
Chapter completed!