Newlywed and old love, the president's secret bride

Chapter 077 The Kitten Upstairs Runs Away

Chapter 077 The kitten upstairs ran away Jiang Fengli's eyes were very light, not like the ones that Asians generally have.He swept across the closed bedroom door upstairs, clasped a gentleman's cane favored by nobles and gentry, and asked his daughter in fluent German, "Shanshan, guess what happened upstairs?"

German is the mother tongue of Jiang's family, and half of the European blood flows in Jiang Lin's body.

Jiang Shan sat beside her father, holding his arm, and smiled meaningfully: "My cousin left the Binjiang Hotel yesterday and has not gone out. The little wild cat he took away from the celebration venue is probably going to be kept at home. gone."

Jiang Fengli stroked Jiang Shan's hair and sighed, "It would be great if you were a boy." The old man didn't have to try his best to pass on Jiang Lin, an unfilial son, back home.

Jiang Shan proudly raised her chin, "Am I worse than boys?"

"Dad didn't mean that." Jiang Fengli shook his head, "But the Jiang family... men and women are different after all."

The phone in Jiang Shan's pocket rang suddenly, she let go of Jiang Fengli, took it out and took a look, the smile on her lips deepened: "Dad, the kitten upstairs has run away."

Jiang Fengli turned his head away, "Oh?"

Jiang Shan put the phone back into her pocket, stared at the milk froth in the coffee cup, "I guess Jiang Lin won't let us see that kitten easily, so I asked Sijiu and Sanqi to guard it before entering the door." In the four directions outside the courtyard, in case he sends people out secretly. Isn’t there an old saying in China——Ming repairs the plank road and secretly hides Chen Cang. I didn’t expect him to be so calm, I thought I would get nothing today.”

Jiang Fengli smiled, "Didn't you catch him anyway?"

"She ran out by herself." Jiang Shan looked up at the upstairs, and sneered, "Renovation? Heh..."

She dialed the number [-] and ordered decisively: "folgihr."

follow her.

Duan Zijin hailed a taxi as soon as he went out.

The driver looked at her in a mess, with blood on her hands, and was terrified, "Girl, you are..."

"Go to the central hospital." She didn't talk nonsense.

Duan Zijin sat in the car, cleaned out the glass shards in his hands one by one, and picked the crumbs from his clothes and trousers for a long time.

When she jumped out of the window just now, she supported the ground with her hands, but now her palms were red and there were a lot of blood, but fortunately, scabs formed, and she didn't want to worry about it.

Jiang Lin is a dead scum, he must be remembered for this matter!If she hadn't been so lucky, she would have knelt on the pile of broken glass.

Urged by Duan Zijin, the taxi arrived at the hospital in less than 20 minutes.

She was penniless, so she had no choice but to spend some money and transfer the money through WeChat.

The driver looked at her back in a hurry and hesitated to speak.

He actually wanted to say that just now there was an imported car without a license, following them not too far or too close.

Could it be that he encountered some kind of underworld interception and killing, and went on the run?

Through the rearview mirror, the driver saw a few tall men in black clothes and blond hair coming out of the car behind, with dark sunglasses on the bridge of the nose that is unique to Caucasians. They chatted with each other for a few words and followed up. Hospital.

He panicked, should he call the police?

Just as he was hesitating, he saw another car following the group of Europeans.

A group of Asian-looking bodyguards jumped out of the car and rushed into the hospital.

OK?

*

The pungent smell of disinfectant in the hospital made Duan Zijin frown.

She asked the nurse for a mask, then put the t-shirt hat on her head, surrounded her tightly before walking to Grandpa's ward.

Sure enough, the door was surrounded by a bunch of people who looked like reporters.

Ah Qing was probably guarding the ward, the door of the ward was tightly closed, and nurses kept coming over to urge the reporters to leave quickly.

I don't know how confident they are, they can act as if they didn't hear.

Duan Zijin passed through the crowd easily, and flashed into the ward with lightning speed.By the time the others reacted, she had closed the door again.

She took a breath and looked up to see the people in the ward.

Oh, what day is it today? It's really lively.

Old Man Duan was leaning on the hospital bed, feeling a little sluggish, but when he saw Duan Zijin, the anger on his face couldn't help but burst out.

A woman sat on the chair next to him on the bed.

A woman whom Duan Zijin hadn't seen for a long time.

She slightly raised the corner of her mouth, "Auntie."

Duan Lanzhi was crying and holding the old man's hand, but when she heard the words, she turned her head and immediately glared at her, "Duan You, your grandfather is so ill, why didn't you tell us?"

Duan Zijin listened quietly to her nonsense.

The uncle who was smoking by the window also stubbed out the cigarette butt, turned sideways, and looked at her with a bit of blame, "That's right, Yoyo, you said that the old man is in such a bad health, if something goes wrong, how can we Don't you want to regret it forever?"

From the first day she saw this uncle, she didn't like this man.With small eyes, short and thin eyebrows, and deep-set cheekbones, he looks like a timid but scheming person.

Old Master Duan became even angrier when he heard that, "I knew it must be you, a bitch, who kept Lanzhi from visiting me!"

"How do you talk?" Duan Zipei was sitting on the sofa playing with his mobile phone. Hearing this, a cold glance swept over him, "You are getting old and your mind is confused, right? Serving you, feel your conscience and ask yourself!"

"Ah Qing!" Duan Zijin shouted to stop him, "Be respectful."

Duan Zipei looked at her, but before he could refute, his eyes suddenly sank, he got up and walked quickly to her side, his voice suppressed anger: "Duan You, what did you do to your body and hands?"

Duan Zijin glanced down, then looked away lightly, "It's okay."

"You're fine, look how much trouble you've caused the old man!" Duan Lanzhi began to sneer again, "We're all ordinary people, and we've never done anything wrong in our lives. Who did the reporters outside chase after us? Yes, you siblings still have the nerve to talk about family life here?"

Duan Zijin looked at her expressionlessly, Duan Lanzhi was wearing heavy makeup today, and she had a new perm, and the fur was on her body, no matter how you looked at it, she looked like a street stall.

Thinking about it with her knees, she knew that she was dressing up for the reporters. Before she came, Duan Lanzhi might have swayed in front of the camera.

Duan Zipei didn't even bother to talk to her, and just stared at Duan Zijin.

He was tall, and from his vantage point he could see the dreamy red marks on her neck.

His eyes deepened, it seemed that Yoyo had fallen into Jiang Lin's pit of fire again.

Duan Zijin felt uncomfortable when he saw him, so he pushed Ah Qing away and walked to his grandfather's hospital bed, "I caused this incident, I'm sorry, I will arrange for my grandfather to be transferred to another hospital."

"It's more or less the same." Duan Lanzhi's husband interjected and sang blushingly, "Lanzhi, don't blame Yoyo too much. After all, she is young and doesn't think carefully about things."

Duan Lanzhi seemed to have thought about it seriously, and slowly calmed down. After a while, she cleared her throat and asked in a low voice: "Yuyou, I read in the newspaper that the president of your group is chasing you, is it true? ah?"

Duan Zijin didn't say anything, Duan Zipei choked back: "What's the matter with you?"

"Dad, what do you call this?" Duan Lanzhi complained to Old Man Duan, "I, as an aunt, can't care about my niece's lifelong affairs?"

Old Man Duan snorted coldly, "Their siblings are wolf-hearted."

Duan Lanzhi sighed: "Yuyou, my aunt is from here, she is the most accurate judge of people, I don't know how much better this Mr. Tang is than that Professor Jiang, if you want to marry, you still have to marry like this!"

Duanzi respectfully thanked Bumin, "Don't worry about it."

"How can I do that?" Duan Lanzhi sharply said, "Mr. Tang is sincere to you. You know that your younger brother just graduated? How hard it is to find a job now! As soon as he heard that it was your younger brother, he immediately gave him a job in the group. work is arranged."

Duan Zijin's eyes widened in shock, she was not stupid enough to think that the "brother" in Duan Lanzhi's words referred to Ah Qing.

Could it be the son of Duan Lanzhi's family who almost failed in all three exams?

"Also, since he helped us, I promise to treat him to dinner tonight, and you have to go too!" Duan Lanzhi continued.

Duan Zijin looked at her, and asked coldly: "Auntie, who told you to agree to such a thing casually?"

Old Man Duan reprimanded: "Your aunt did the right thing, you should think more about your brother!"

"Hey, look, my wife, is that Bentley downstairs owned by Mr. Tang?" Uncle asked suddenly.

*

Yu Song led people to chase him all the way, but he didn't expect that Duan Zijin really went to the hospital.

Is she unwell?Do you want to report to Mr.And the group of people sent by Jiang Fengli followed her, would she be in danger?

While thinking about it, a familiar Bentley appeared out of the corner of his eye.

Yu Song was so surprised that he didn't hesitate anymore, and quickly dialed Jiang Lin's phone number, "Sir, Miss Duan went to the hospital, and Mr. Tang from Akers Group... is also here."

Could it be that Miss Duan jumped out of the window... to see Tang Jichi?

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