Chapter 3: Prince in a wheelchair

As soon as Yan Yan was about to call, he covered his mouth.
After a few seconds, nothing happened.
"Well ..." She was a little desperate, but she couldn't get away with her disparity.
"Oh ... Quick off!" The man's hand was slightly harder, and Yan Huan's face became bloodstained.
As soon as she thought about whether to stab a man with her head, she heard a bang, and the door of her house flew past her eyes.
"Ah!" The neighbor suddenly pushed Yan Huan away, lifted her feet and ran towards her stomach while shaking her hand. "Smelly bitch, you dare to bite Lao Tzu!"
...... When a group of people came in, it happened that they saw the woman holding his stomach and being stabbed by the man several steps away.
"Ms. Yan?" A young man with glasses in front looked at her, and two big men stepped forward to control the neighbors who wanted to do it.
When she heard someone call her, Yan Yan put up her head with pain and just instinctively protected her belly. At this moment, she was afraid that she didn't know if the baby in her belly was okay.
A man in the group was sitting in a wheelchair, all wrapped in a blanket, showing only a pair of eyes.
"Ah! You ..." She covered her mouth sharply.
This is the man in the hospital!
That day, after hearing what the He family said, she hurriedly wanted to leave the hospital. When they ran out of the elevator, a group of people pushed in the operating bed.
"Let's make it! Let's make it!" The meeting was very anxious and hit her.
When Yan Huan moved out against the elevator, she accidentally glanced at the person lying on the operating table.
It was a very good looking young man. The red tear mole at the corner of his eye was like a gem, but his face was pale and not very good.
Coincidentally, the other side just opened his eyes. Although it was only a moment, Yan Yan still saw it clearly. It was a beautiful pair of Phoenix eyes.
"If he is dead, what shall we do?" A woman shouted angrily.
"After planning for so many years, it seems to be coming. Where does the elder brother come up with a son? Ah ..."
As the elevator door closed and the sound was cut off, Yan Ai stepped on her feet as if she had stepped on something. Move your feet away to find a watch.
It was a limited edition of a top brand. He Mingkai once gave her a piece, but it was just an ordinary style.
This watch was her only hope after she lost her way.
Few people have a beautiful pair of Phoenix eyes, and there is a red tear mole under the corner of the right eye. So when Yan Yan saw these eyes, he instinctively thought of the man in the previous hospital.
Man sitting in a wheelchair staring blankly at his neighbour who scolded himself.
"What do you want to do to her?"
The neighbour's eyes were cold, and they shrank instantly.
"You ... are you his man?"
The man in the wheelchair glanced at Yan Yan, and Yan Yan's eyes narrowed: He is the enemy to collect debts ...
"Hey, it's all misunderstanding, misunderstanding!" The neighbor obviously knew that he had kicked the iron plate. Although the man in front of him was sitting in a wheelchair, Coco's emanation was stronger than the other standing men.
Not only does a pair of beautiful eyes make you feel weak, on the contrary, it looks like you are frozen when you look at you, as if you were a dead person.
"This knife is too small." The man picked up the fruit knife that had fallen to the ground, and his long fingers crossed the blade. "But ... it's enough to cut something."
The neighbor snore: "Old ... Boss, I'm her neighbor, and I'm here to help her fix the fuse ..."
When Yan Zheng was about to interrupt the beast, he saw the man in a wheelchair raising his arm and throwing his arm.
Huh! A burst of air followed by a scream.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" "The neighbour was holding between his legs , the blood was flowing from his fingers, and soon his legs were blood red.
The tangy taste came on, Yan Yan's stomach had a spasm, and she couldn't help but retched a few times.
"Since you can't control it, don't ask for it." A cool voice came into my ears.
The atmosphere is sober ...
Of course just Yan Yan think so. The neighbor who was fainted was dragged out like a dead dog. When the man in the wheelchair looked at her, Yan Zheng took a few steps back.
The fruit knife was soaked in a pool of blood, and she was afraid that she would stick to her next second ...
"Do you know me?" The man set his gaze on Yan Yan.
The voice was low and cold, but the momentum emanating from him was sharper than those of the other standing men, and there was a cold feeling around him, and the temperature in the room seemed to be lowered.
Yan Yan was about to speak, and saw that the blanket on his face fell off.
No? She widened her eyes without tear moles?
"Dumb?" The man inadvertently pulled the blanket up to cover his face again.
Yan Yan shook her head: "I haven't seen it, I just read it wrong."
"You picked up my watch." The other person used an affirmative sentence, Yan Yan was startled.
He's not the person in the hospital, but why did he know he picked up a watch ...
"I ... I ..." Yan Yan wanted to say, but couldn't tell the eyes.
"You sold the watch." Affirmation again!
"..." continued silently.