Don't cry, baby. I'll punish you tonight.

There was no more sound from the other side, and He Yanlang knew clearly what was happening there.

"Stop the car and get out." He Yanlang coldly ordered the driver in the driver's seat.

The driver pulled over quickly, got out, and replaced He Yanlang in the driver's seat.

Lin Shen, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was staring at the red dot on the tablet that was no longer moving. He also heard the loud noise from the phone just now.

It was a car accident.

Xiao Huanhuan was in a car accident.

Then, with a loud bang, He Yanlang stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

Lin Shen leaned forward, but luckily he had been trained and was able to stabilize his center of gravity in time. However, he still felt a little dizzy and his legs were weak.

Lin Shen took a closer look at the number on the dashboard. It was over 200, almost reaching the bottom.

"Young...Young Master..." Lin Shen called softly, his heart beating wildly.

He Yanlang still had a serious expression on his face. Lin Shen didn't dare to continue talking. He swallowed, turned his gaze back to the tablet, and began to coordinate personnel to investigate nearby surveillance and the cause of the incident.

The footage of Lin Qinghuan's accident was quickly transmitted back to the tablet. Lin Shen watched it repeatedly. Suddenly, Lin Shen said loudly, "Master, someone did it on purpose."

He Yanlang's hands on the steering wheel suddenly tightened.

Heart is bleeding.

No one would take action against someone with a simple and clean background like Lin Qinghuan, they were targeting him.

"Xiao Huanhuan's car was driving normally, and a car happened to stop halfway, causing Xiao Huanhuan's car to stop as well. Then a truck drove over and hit Xiao Huanhuan's car directly..."

"Truck?" He Yanlang repeated. At this moment, the veins on his hands were throbbing, the veins on his temples were twitching, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was almost in a state of madness.

The truck crashed into the car with no intention of leaving anyone alive.

The next second, with a sudden brake and drift, Lin Shen was thrown forward again. When he looked carefully, he saw that the car had appeared steadily at the scene of the accident.

The journey took more than ten minutes, but his young master only took less than five minutes to complete the crazy journey.

He Yanlang has gone crazy, but Lin Shen can't let him make another wrong judgment. It is obvious that this car accident was aimed at He Yanlang.

He Yanlang unbuckled his seat belt and was about to rush down, but Lin Shen held his hand.

"Master, you can't go down."

"Let go!" He Yanlang shook him off.

"Master, they are testing your weakness. Miss Qinghuan is in trouble, but there are still her parents. You may not care about their safety, but Miss Qinghuan does."

He Yanlang paused, his eyes falling into the distance. Lin Qinghuan had been carried out by the emergency personnel. She was limp, her eyes were closed, and blood was flowing from her forehead.

He Yanlang couldn't care less about so many things. At this moment, he just wanted to rush down and hug Lin Qinghuan, just a hug.

"The latest news is that Miss Qing Huan is not in danger of life. I have already called in the most famous expert in Fengcheng to consult with her. Famous experts from all over the country will also arrive one after another. She will be fine!"

Lin Shen said this with a serious face, but he was lying, how could his life not be in danger.

"Master!"

He looked at He Yanlang again with pleading eyes.

He knew that He Yanlang was more anxious than anyone else, but the young master could not make any wrong decision.

This time, Lin Shen disobeyed He Yanlang's orders.

For He Yanlang and also for Lin Qinghuan.

In the end, He Yanlang gave up and stayed in the car.

His eyes were always fixed on the direction of the accident, his girl, because he suffered this man-made disaster. But at this moment, he could not do anything, not even go forward to hug her, to repent, to apologize.

All they could do was watch her lying on the cold ground, surrounded by the crowd, receiving cold first aid.

He Yanlang was in so much pain that he felt like he couldn't breathe. His headache was so severe that even his vision became increasingly blurred. He lowered his head and kept slapping his head.

"Huanhuan, I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I won't force you anymore... I'll let you go, let you go... Huanhuan... Huanhuan... I'm sorry..."