Chapter 142: The chained sakura

"Fei shirt?" Yan Yan called him, but hung up there hummingly.
Yan Yan hurried to call again, and the phone reminded that she had shut down. She thought something might have happened, thinking that the assistant said that they were drinking at a hotel, not far from here, so she asked the driver to turn around.
"Sakura!" On the way, she called Fei Ying again to let her pick up.
Fei Ying was anxious when he heard that the Fiery shirt might be in trouble: "Hey, please, my horse is to let Fei Yi also pass by."
The hotel in which the shirt was located was really close. The assistant said that he originally wanted to come over to meet Yan Yan after attending the event, but ended up drinking too much. Yan Yan was even more anxious when she arrived at the hotel. Where should I go to find someone ...
"I just saw a big star." A couple came out of the elevator.
The woman said with excitement, "Really, they went down from the 18th floor. There is also a woman, and it seems that the relationship is abnormal."
"Who? Male stars?"
"That's who ... oh, it looks like a shirt."
Yan Yan immediately went into the elevator and pressed the 18th floor directly. The 18th floor is a suite. The corridor is quiet. Yan Yan heard it at the door of the first room, and there was no sound at all.
"What to do ..." She took a few steps in the corridor, and suddenly thought of what Fischer's assistant called before calling out her phone.
The phone is up! Yan Zheng nervously moved her throat and began to run in the corridor.
for sure! Must be in the room, must! Fortunately, I heard the ringtone of my cell phone within a few steps and came out of a room. As soon as she ran to the door, the ringing bell broke, Yan Yan lay on the door and listened, but still couldn't hear anything.
"Ding Dong!" Yan Zheng looked back and saw Fang Yan pushing the cleaning car out of the elevator. She blinked her eyes and rang the doorbell.
There was no response for a long time, and Yan Zheng anxious Zhongsheng shouted: "Sorry, the water pipe in the room upstairs has burst. The toilet on your side may leak soon. Let's check in."
Eventually heard the movement, Yan Yan stared nervously at the door, and rushed in as soon as she opened it.
"Ah!" A woman shouted. "What are you doing?"
Yan Yan had already rushed in, and it was clear that she was a young woman, wrapped in a bathrobe, and showing her full breasts.
"You ... Yan Yan?" Apparently the woman recognized her.
Yan Yan doesn't know who she is, but since she can recognize herself, she must be some magnate. She smiled and asked, "Where is Fei shirt?"
"What are you talking about?" The woman panicked. "This is my room. Hurry up."
"Go away!" Yan Yan pushed her away and walked in. The woman quit. "Yan Yan, you are no longer Grandma Lang, you dare to live wild, do you know who I am?"
Yan Ye had seen Fei's assistant leaning on the balcony door, as if passed out. She turned her head and asked in a cold voice, "I don't know who you are, but I know you're doing enough to send you to the police station.
"You can't control it!" The woman said hard.
Yan Yan's eyes flashed, and she pulled down her bathrobe. The woman covered her chest with a scream, Yan Yan took the opportunity to run into the inner room, and when she entered, she saw the abnormal redness on the shirt and her eyes were red and raised, filled with red blood, and looked particularly scary.
"Yan ... 婳 ..." Fei shirt saw her eyes widen, as if she tried her best to call her name, and trembled, trying to move her body.
Yan Yan has never seen Fei shirt so embarrassed, the sweat on her body wet the sheets, and she fell off the bed with her naked top.
"I don't think I'm late, at least your pants haven't been taken off." Yan Yan squeezed a smile and joked, trying to make Fei shirt not so awkward.
What she didn't know was that Fei shirts couldn't care less about the embarrassment now, and just wanted to hold the woman in front of her.
"If you don't leave, don't leave!" The woman walked in with her cell phone. "Go with that stupid assistant!"
Yan Yan ignored her, went straight into the bathroom, soaked a large bath towel in cold water, then took out her head and piled it on the shirt. The woman was so anxious that she dialed a number and was about to speak, so she heard a bang outside.
"Fei shirt!" Fei Yi shouted.
Yan Yan quickly said, "Here it is!"
Feiyi rushed in with a few people, and the woman began to be afraid, but she still stood in front of Fei shirt: "What do you want to do? Don't bully me no one, I will call someone over right away, do you know what my family is doing?" "
"Get off!" Feiyi stunned a man with a knife. "Go check her identity."
Dare to count my brother, whoever you are will pay the price ...
"I don't know what the medicine is, it looks very bad." Yan Yan wanted to give way, unexpectedly Fei shirt suddenly hugged her.
Fei Yi hurried to pull, but Fei shirt did not know what was going on, he held her tightly and did not let go.
"Ah ..." Yan Yan felt that her waist was going to be broken. "Don't move!" She shouted, "Don't move him, you try to communicate with him, this won't work."
"Fei shirt! Can you hear me, Fei shirt?" Fei Yi shook his eyes and closed his eyes, but still wanted to slap on Yan Yan's body.
Yan Yan could feel that something was getting bigger and harder between the legs, and she kept going up.
"Otherwise ... you should stun him ..." Her embarrassing Fei Yi obviously felt it, and she would stun his unlucky brother without saying a word.
There was a sudden noise at the door, and a few reporters holding cameras rushed in. Fei Yi and the bodyguard hurriedly stopped people.
Yan Yan tried to push him away, but the hands on his waist held her in his arms like pliers. Some reporters shouted.
"Fei Yingdi! Fei Yingdi! Are you dating Yan Yan?"
"Are you ready to be your dad and marry her ..."
Some even asked Fei shirt: "Mr. Fei, do you mind if your brother-in-law is divorced and still has children?"
"Smashed their camera." Fei Yi stood in the doorway blocking Fei shirt and Yan Yan, and coldly swept the reporters, "I will check one by one of your newspapers and wait for the lawyer's letter. "
Before the reporter had time to run, the guy in his hand was smashed. Two of them were not convinced, they called for money, and they were thrown to the door by bodyguards. Fei Yi turned around and slashed behind Fei's head, and Fei's shirt fell to the ground with a bang.
"Are you all right?" Fei Yi gave Yan a hand.
Yan Yan almost knelt down, tears in back pain were coming down, and gritted his teeth and shook his head: "It's okay, let's go."
Fei shirt was sent to the Lang's hospital, because here recently, Lang Ruoxian knew that the second son of the family had an accident. He asked the scholar to see it, but when he returned, he looked strange.
"Dead?" Lang Ruoxian glanced at him.
The scholar shook his head: "Fei Erhe was drugged."
"Oh ..." Lang Ruoxian didn't hide his glee, but he couldn't be happy the next second.
"Ms. Yan is also present ..."
boom! The table was pushed over.
Yan Yan asked the nurse to look at her waist, and the whole film was black and blue. The nurse sprayed her some medicine and told her to spray it three times a day. Yan Yan was about to put down her clothes. The door of the physiotherapy room was pushed open. Lang Ruoxian was sitting in a wheelchair, and her eyes became red immediately when she saw her.
"What did he do?" The man walked over in two steps to lift Yan Yan's clothes, and a large black spiny heart throbbed.
Yan Yan patted his hand away and looked at the scholar: "I haven't pushed the wheelchair over yet."
"I'm not sitting, I'm fine." Lang Ruoxian looked cold, and the little nurse shuddered.
Yan Yan looked at him without saying a word. A few seconds later, Lang Ruoxian clenched his fist and strode away.
"Where is he going?" Yan Yan frowned.
The scholar dropped the wheelchair and chased: "Go and kill Fei's second son."
"Oh ... Ah?" Yan Yan pushed the wheelchair and followed, "Lang Ruoxian, don't make a fool!"
Fei shirt hadn't woken up yet, and Fei Yi blocked in front of the bed.
"Lang Ruoxian, my brother is very weak now."
Lang Ruoxian smiled grimly, "What matters to me, he hurts me, he deserves to die."
"That was an accident, he didn't know what he was doing!" Feiyi reluctantly said, "This is because he is wrong. Even if you want to hit him, wait for him to wake up? I won't care how you hit you! "
"Lang Ruoxian!" Yan Yan ran in with her hand on her waist.
The scholar pushed the wheelchair behind him: "Master, please sit down ..."
Lang Ruoxian ignored him and reached out to rub Yan Yan. Yan Yan flinched away: "Don't touch, it hurts."
"You see?" He shouted at Fei Yi.
Fei Yi smiled bitterly: "I'm sorry, Yan Yan is really ..."
"Don't say that, he didn't do it on purpose." Yan Yan looked at the lying shirt and fell asleep, frowning, but still relaxed.
Lang Ruoxian was displeased, but he carefully pushed Yan Yan to the wheelchair: "I asked the bodyguard to take you back. I have done this myself, and I care what other people do."
"Then I'll go first." Yan Yan also wanted to go back, and suddenly she didn't go to pick up something because she was afraid that the little guy would be unhappy.
Fei Yi apologized again: "This time, Fei shirts have affected you. Thank you for coming in time."
"You'd better look it up. I suspect it's not as simple as it seems."
Since the young lady who prescribed Fei shirts knew her, she did n’t know the identity of Fei shirts. She risked offending Fei ’s family just to have with him last time.
"I will. Slow down on your way."
Lang Ruoxian sent Yan Ye to the hospital door, and Yan Ye saw her also getting on the car: "What are you doing here?"
"Go home." Lang Ruoxian pursed his lips.
Yan Yan rolled her eyes: "You haven't been discharged yet!"
"It's out now." Lang Ruoxian still had that expression.
Yan Yan was afraid he would become a snake ailment again, and he just shut up and didn't say a word. So Lang Ruoxian left the hospital like this, until the doctor found that no one in the ward was a chicken flying.
On the other side of the city, a man was holding champagne in front of a floor-to-ceiling window on the top floor of the hotel, and a middle-aged man carefully reported in front of him.
"It didn't work out, and they brought in the second grandma of the Lang family."
The man drank the champagne in one sip: "Hmm! A bunch of waste, this little thing can't be done."
"What shall we do next? Feiyi will not give up, just in case ..."
"That's not right!" The man smiled. "It's been a long time since I saw him. I'm sure he's glad to see my old friend ..."