The sweet pet of a wealthy family: He Shao's substitute bride

Seeing the picture of He Yi lying on the ground with blood all over his face, Jiang Ruoyue was shocked, and the coldness spread to his limbs.

For a second, He Chen was still on the phone with He Zhentian, denying that he was with He Yi.

As soon as the phone hung up, a photo of He Yi's serious injury was sent.

Jiang Ruoyue's mind went into shock for a moment, and in just a few seconds, she even felt that her eyes were completely dark.

"Young Madam?"

Jiang Ruoyue almost took off one end, but fortunately, the people around her stopped her.

He Zhentian also looked at Jiang Ruoyue, "What's wrong with you?"

"He Chen..." Jiang Ruoyue blurted out excitedly, but stopped abruptly.

After He Chen denied it, he sent the photo again, clearly threatening her not to talk nonsense in front of He Zhentian, otherwise, He Yi would be even more dangerous.

Thinking of this reason, Jiang Ruoyue suddenly clenched her fists trembling.

"Why don't you finish, what exactly do you want to say?"

Jiang Ruoyue pursed her lips tightly, and looked straight at He Zhentian, "Do you believe He Chen's words? He's not with He Yi?" Jiang Ruoyue looked around and found a servant who was sizing her up, so she didn't dare to say any more go down.

"I'm not feeling well, so I'll go back first."

When she walked out, she was soaked in cold sweat.

He hurriedly called He Chen again, but he still didn't answer.

Jiang Ruoyue sent a message quickly, but her hands were shaking.

"Don't hurt He Yi any more, just ask for whatever conditions you want."

This time, he replied.

"I'm not the one who hurt him. Have you looked at the photo carefully?"

Jiang Ruoyue immediately flipped through the photos again. Just now, her concentration was all on He Yi. This time, she could see clearly that the fist landed on He Yi's body, and there was a tattoo on her wrist. Owl?how so? !Jiang Ruoyue was shocked and heartbroken.

Pregnant people are inherently overly sensitive and insecure, and what is happening now is simply killing her.

"Young lady, can you show me your phone?"

This subordinate, from He Zhentian's side, saw that something was wrong with Jiang Ruoyue after looking at her phone.

Jiang Ruoyue gave him the phone.

After seeing it, the subordinates were also shocked.

"Hurry up and take someone to rescue him. He can't hold on any longer. You must hurry up."

On this end, Leng Xiao finally closed his bloody fist, stood up, and looked at He Chen.

"He only has one breath left, is that all right?"

He Chen approached He Yi who was on the ground. He Yi closed his eyes and didn't even have the energy to look at him. His whole face was already blurred by blood.

"He is no longer a threat to you. If you want him to die, just shoot him down and give him a good time."

"You can give me Tang Zhiyu now."

Tang Zhiyu looked at Leng Xiao's blood-stained fist, and his heart was extremely shocked.

His eyes fell on her, and his eyes were bloodshot.

While she was moved by this, she felt sorry for him at the same time.

That was his best friend, and what he was carrying at this moment must be an unspeakable sense of guilt and pressure.

Leng Xiao withdrew his gaze. After he finished speaking just now, no one moved. He narrowed his eyes.

"Why, want to renege on the debt?"

He Chen scoffed coldly, "Why are you so anxious, isn't he still dead?"

"Does the matter of remaining breath make you afraid?"

"Why, deep down, you still can't do anything, you're so ruthless, why pretend?"

Leng Xiao's pressing questions sentence by sentence were like interrogating He Chen from the soul.