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Chapter 942

Xie Zhiyin was so panicked by his eyes that she smiled and said, "Brother Beichen, are you done? Let's go. My blood pressure is normal."

"Zhiyin, come here." There was no emotion in his tone.

But Xie Zhiyin looked at the way he was holding his mobile phone, which was a little scary under the light.

She walked over slowly.

Li Beichen looked at her condescendingly and asked directly, "Wen Ning called me and you answered it? And you deleted the call?!"

He didn't give Xie Zhiyin any chance to quibble.

Her weak and pale face could hardly maintain her composure under his gaze!

Why did he know? She clearly asked her uncle to take action right away. Wen Ning had no chance to contact him again because his cell phone was not with him!

"Brother Beichen, what are you talking about?"

"When did you know about the relationship between Wen Ning and I?" Li Beichen asked more sharply with an expressionless face.

A flash of fear flashed across Xie Zhiyin's pitiful face.

She stood there not daring to move. Before she could answer, Li Beichen's cell phone rang again.

At this time, Xie Zhiyin saw him taking out another mobile phone, and she was shocked.

She thought it was Wen Ning over there, but when she heard the voice leaking out, it turned out to be a male.

Li Beichen answered the phone in front of her, looking at her with cold eyes, "Huo Ling, say."

"Wen Ning's car was pushed off the viaduct! Third brother! Something happened! But she probably didn't fall into the river. I saw a woman's footprints on the road and blood stains from a fight. She must have been kidnapped by someone else!

I'm a fucking step too late, someone must be trying to kill her, damn it!"

Li Beichen took a step back unsteadily.

His face turned pale, and he forced himself to regain some sense, "You said she was kidnapped? Is there any direction?"

"No, I just arrived at the viaduct. Come quickly, I can't save her by myself!"

Li Beichen twisted the phone tightly, "Yes."

He hung up the phone, his knuckles turned white, and the plane began to walk towards the runway. At eight o'clock sharp, he could take Xie Zhiyin to give his mother a blood transfusion.

Only when he saw his mother regain consciousness after transfusion of blood with his own eyes could he feel relieved.

But now, he has to make a choice between his mother and Wen Ning.

He closed his eyes and had no time to question Xie Zhiyin about secretly answering his call and deleting it. He softened his tone and said, "Zhiyin, I asked Senyang to take you to Rongcheng first. Doctor Yang will receive you there. Please

You transfused enough blood for my mother!

I'm in a hurry, I'll arrive tomorrow."

"Brother Beichen!" Xie Zhiyin heard the content of the phone call at 78. How could she let him go at this time?

Let him save that bitch Wen Ning?

She immediately grabbed his arm, coughed weakly and disagreed, "Brother Beichen, I can't do it alone, what if my health happens again?

I agreed to give your mother a blood transfusion on the condition that you accompany me. How could you leave me temporarily?

Besides, if you don’t see your mother receiving a blood transfusion with your own eyes, can you rest assured?

What if she is in some critical situation? Will you regret it for the rest of your life?"

Li Beichen's heart was trembling.

But Wen Ning was a woman he could never let go of. He loved her.

Li Beichen frowned, took out his arm, pressed Xie Zhiyin on the seat and sat down, and immediately asked Senyang to stop the plane.

The plane stopped hastily on the aisle.

Li Beichen's face was cold, and the blood vessels in his temples were beating. No matter how difficult it was for him to make a decision, he already had the answer in his heart.


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