Wife and daughter died, the scumbag is celebrating the birthday of Bai Yueguang's child

Lin Zhiyi was forced to follow Gong Chen to Song Wanqiu's apartment.

As soon as I walked out of the elevator, I saw scattered bloodstains on the floor and red paint on the door.

It was all very shocking.

Without waiting for Lin Zhiyi to react, Gong Chen rushed into the apartment, accompanied by a man's screams and Song Wanqiu's crying.

"Third Master! I'm so scared! I'm afraid..."

The sobbing sound brought Lin Zhiyi back to her senses, and she quickly walked into the apartment.

What came into view was a man lying on the ground, with a ferocious look in his eyes, blood spitting out of his mouth, and a dagger tightly grasped in his hand.

On the opposite side, Song Wanqiu covered her bleeding arm and leaned weakly in Gong Chen's arms, her pretty face full of sadness.

The man was still insulting Song Wanqiu: "Bitch! You are so good at climbing the bed, what's wrong with you giving me some pleasure? You are just that kind of woman!"

Song Wanqiu was about to cry: "No, no, I'm not..."

The man sneered, "Don't give me that! That's what everyone on the Internet says! Someone told me that you sleep well! Besides, there are men coming in and out of your house every day, why are you pretending to be so noble!"

Song Wanqiu grabbed Gong Chen's clothes on his chest and said in horror: "You, you... monitored me! The only one who entered and left my house was the Third Master, why did you want to throw dirty water on me? I have surveillance at home, and all this can be checked!"

The man was startled, his eyes obviously evasive.

After Gong Chen noticed it, he called out to the door, "Chen Jin."

Chen Jin appeared suddenly and without giving the man time to react, she completely subdued him and pressed him to the floor.

"Who sent you?"

The man was very stubborn. He spat out a mouthful of blood foam but said nothing.

But she didn’t know if it was Lin Zhiyi’s illusion, she felt that the man seemed to look at her.

Perhaps because she had suffered too much in her previous life, she is now very alert.

At one glance, she knew something was wrong.

She clenched her bag tightly and subconsciously looked at Gong Chen.

Gong Chen protected Song Wanqiu as if she were a treasure, and his slender hands held her very tightly.

Just like in her previous life, when she met Song Wanqiu and her son, his first reaction was to protect them.

All she was left with was a cruel warning look.

Now, he looked down at the man, his dark eyes as dark as night, filled with a chill that sent chills down one's spine.

The man was really scared. He cowered with fear in his eyes and struggled to escape.

But Gong Chen stepped on his back, and he increased the force with an expressionless face.

The man screamed: "Ah! Let me go! I'll tell you, I'll tell you..."

Gong Chen's eyes turned cold: "Who?"

The man raised his hand tremblingly and pointed at Lin Zhiyi.

"It's her! She was the one who told me Song Wanqiu's address, and she was the one who told me I could do anything to Song Wanqiu."

Lin Zhiyi was stunned.

Song Wanqiu trembled and complained: "Zhiyi, how could you do this to me? Is it because I exposed you taking fertility drugs in Gong's house? If this man succeeds, my life will be ruined..."

Hearing this, Lin Zhiyi opened his mouth, but was suppressed by an invisible sense of oppression.

It felt as if a thousand pounds weighed on her chest, making it hard for her to breathe or to open her mouth to refute.

Suddenly, the man on the ground grabbed the dagger and jumped up while no one was paying attention.

He rushed towards Song Wanqiu: "Bitch! I also want to thank Lin Zhiyi for helping me find you. I hate you fickle women the most in my life. Go to hell!"

"Ah! Third Master!" Song Wanqiu shouted.

Gong Chen kicked the man directly towards Lin Zhiyi.

Lin Zhiyi couldn't dodge in time and could only raise her hand to block it, but she happened to meet the man's eyes.

She saw the smile of triumph in the man's eyes.

"what!"

There was a cut on the palm of Lin Zhiyi's hand, and blood immediately oozed out.

In an instant, the entire place was filled with red, which was much deeper than the shallow mark on Song Wanqiu.

It was so deep that she couldn't feel the pain for a moment.

She just watched herself bleed while Gong Chen on the opposite side pulled Song Wanqiu behind him.

Song Wanqiu laughed behind him.

Lin Zhiyi looked at this scene, his face pale, and he smiled bitterly...

Until the police rushed in.

"Who can call the police?"

"Me." Gong Chen pointed at Lin Zhiyi coldly, "Take her away."

The policeman looked at Lin Zhiyi's wound and said in surprise: "There's so much blood, bandage it first."

Gong Chen didn't even look at him, and said in a deep voice: "I said take him away. You have to bear the consequences of your own actions."

After saying this, Lin Zhiyi happily received a pair of silver handcuffs.

The police were very worried about her and used the bandages they carried with them to press on her wounds to stop the bleeding.

After pressing lightly, Lin Zhiyi broke out in a cold sweat due to the pain.

As she was being led away, she paused and said lightly, "It wasn't me."

When Gong Chen looked up at her, Song Wanqiu fainted.

Naturally, he ignored her and carefully picked up Song Wanqiu.

Lin Zhiyi raised her eyes and looked around, only to find that Song Wanqiu's apartment was full of traces of Gong Chen.

When he looked away, he was met with Gong Chen's ruthless gaze.

He seemed to be waiting for her to beg for mercy.

He is always like this, high and mighty, playing with life and death.

He was telling her that she couldn't escape unless he nodded.

A fishy-sweet taste filled Lin Zhiyi's mouth, but she gritted her teeth and swallowed it back, then walked away without looking back.

Gong Chen paused, looking at Lin Zhiyi's thin figure, his beauty was broken and sad.

It seemed as if it would turn into light smoke and disappear in the sunlight in the next second, making it impossible for him to catch it.

The woman who would smile secretly when looking at him seemed to have disappeared.

He looked at Chen Jin who was standing beside him.

Chen Jin nodded and left quietly.

……

Lin Zhiyi met the policewoman who once comforted her.

The policewoman looked at her and sighed, "Nice to meet you again, Miss Lin. I have a medicine box in my car. I'll give you a simple treatment first to prevent your wound from getting worse."

Feeling a hint of warmth, there was a light in Lin Zhiyi's eyes.

"Thank you."

The policewoman was very careful and after her treatment, the wound stopped bleeding.

Then they took her to the nearest hospital, and after the examination, the doctors were worried.

"Your hand is deeply wounded..."

Lin Zhiyi's eyes were blank for a few seconds, and then his whole body couldn't stop shaking: "My hand can't be hurt, I still have to compete..."

"Don't worry, we will do our best to treat you."

As he spoke, the doctor began to treat Lin Zhiyi's wound.

The pain attacked Lin Zhiyi incessantly. She bit her lips which were almost bloodless. She felt like a leaf in the wind, almost falling down.

The policewoman reluctantly stretched out her arm to her: "If it hurts, hold on to me."

Lin Zhiyi was sweating profusely and said firmly, "It doesn't hurt."

She must remember this feeling and remind herself not to be soft-hearted.

In pain, she thought back to everything that had happened with a pale face. She still clearly remembered the look in that man's eyes.

Everything the man did was definitely not directed at Song Wanqiu, but at her!

This knife looked like it was aimed at Song Wanqiu, but in addition to Gong Chen, there was also Chen Jin, who had very high fighting skills.

Anyone should understand that swinging a dagger is the most unwise thing to do because it will never succeed.

But if the man was just feinting with this knife, then everything can be explained.

After treating the wound, the doctor said that everything was fine for now and asked her to take good care of herself and make sure nothing happened again.

Lin Zhiyi stared at her hands and breathed a sigh of relief.

It wasn't that she was lucky this time, but that she was alert, so she moved her body in advance when the man stabbed her.

Otherwise, when everyone was paying attention to Song Wanqiu, how could she react?

After bandaging the wound, Lin Zhiyi regained her composure. She looked at the policewoman and said, "Please notify my mother."

The policewoman nodded: "Okay."