He was so injured that he was still lying on the hospital bed, with a little drip on his hands.
The assistant came in and almost recognized Gu Huai who was lying there.
In addition to injuries, my face was swollen.
The whole thing is nothing but facial recognition.
I don't know what kind of torture I suffered.
Chen Yue gave Jiang Yaojing what he found and whispered, "He is the person Gu Huai trusts the most. Maybe he knows what Gu Huai refuses to say."
Jiang Yaojing raised her eyes.
Gu Huai's assistant was escorted by two men.
When he met Jiang Yaojing's sharp gaze, he subconsciously shrank for a moment.
He lowered his head and didn't dare to raise it.
Jiang Yaojing stood up and walked towards him.
Every time he took a step forward, the feeling of oppression became stronger, and soon he was shrouded in the dark shadow reflected by Jiang Yaojing's tall and straight body.
His body began to tremble unconsciously.
Before Jiang Yaojing could ask questions, he began to say, "I don't know anything."
"You are the person Gu Huai trusts the most, but you don't know anything. Do you think I will believe it? Don't worry, I'll give you time to think."
He turned his back and said, "Let him think about it."
When my subordinate heard this, he immediately understood that pressing the person to the ground would be a violent punch and kick!