Announced divorce, madly criticized Ling Shaochang for kneeling down

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, with only heavy breathing being heard.

Qiao Ruyi's hands were still tightly gripping the handle inside the car, her face was pale and she was covered in cold sweat.

In the car, the man in the driver's seat gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands, breathing heavily, and sweat was pouring down his body.

The phone is still connected.

Qiao Ruyi shouted with rapid breathing, "Ling Che..."

No one responded to her.

She suddenly looked out of the car and her eyes suddenly widened.

The man in the sports car slammed the door and got out. He was dressed in black, and the air pressure around him was terribly low.

His handsome face was now filled with gloom and sinisterness.

He walked to the driver's seat of the Buick in two or three steps and pulled the door twice, but it didn't open.

The man in the driver's seat of the Buick stared blankly out the window, his eyes filled with unconcealable fear.

Ling Che's face was gloomy. He opened the trunk of his sports car, pulled out a hammer from it, and swung it at the driver's seat of the black car without hesitation!

"Ah!!!" the man screamed in fright.

Ling Che pulled him out of the driver's seat without saying a word, and then kicked him hard!

"Fuck you!"

He lifted the man up and stomped on him hard.

As if he was still not satisfied, he took out an iron rod from the trunk and swung it at the man again and again.

There were heavy muffled thuds, followed by the howling of a man lying on the ground with his head in his hands.

Qiao Ruyi looked blankly at the man who was venting his anger outside the car, who was completely different from the man with a calm tone on the phone just now.

She watched Ling Che's iron rod fall down one by one, her fingers trembling uncontrollably.

......

Police station.

After Qiao Ruyi finished her confession, she waited on the side with a cup of warm water in her hand.

She looked at Ling Che, who was sitting not far away. He was unruly, arrogant, and his eyes were full of sharpness.

He looked at the middle-aged man sitting opposite him with a frivolous tone, "Director Song, what do you say?"

Song Hui looked at him and sighed helplessly, "The other party confessed."

He handed the confession book to Ling Che, who glanced at it and chuckled, "Robbery?"

He sneered, "Director Song, do you believe it?"

Song Hui put away his confession book. "He said he just wanted to rob some money and didn't want to hurt anyone. He said that you chased him recklessly, so he ran away recklessly."

Ling Che raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Then it's my problem, isn't it?"

"Is it not your fault that you beat someone up like that?"

Song Hui got angry when he talked about this. When the police arrived, he had already beaten the man half to death.

"I almost lost my wife." Ling Che looked at Song Hui with a frivolous smile in his eyes, "I only beat him half to death, but he didn't really die."

"You still want to kill someone?" Song Hui said with a hint of anger. "Ling Che, I shouldn't have indulged you like this."

Ling Che leaned back in his chair nonchalantly, "Uncle Song, I don't have any parents. You have such a good relationship with my parents, so who else would you indulge if not me?"

When his parents were mentioned, Song Hui's expression improved a little, and when he looked at Ling Che, there was a hint of guilt and heartache.

"So what do you want to do? He's already been sent to the hospital. He'll stay there for a few days and then be sent to the police station."

"I'll take the person away."

"You taking it away?"

Ling Che smiled, "Don't worry, I won't kill him, but I have to ask something, right?"

Song Hui sighed deeply, "Take it easy and don't cause any trouble."

"Thank you, Director Song."

Ling Che stood up and straightened his clothes. "Then I'll leave first. I'll visit you another day."

Song Hui quickly reached out to stop him, "Thank you, please don't visit me. Just don't cause any trouble for me."

Ling Che curled up one corner of his mouth slightly and walked towards Qiao Ruyi.

Qiao Ruyi didn't know what they said, she only saw that Ling Che looked calm and composed.

When she reached her side, she stood up and looked at Ling Che, "Are you done talking?"

"Let's go." Ling Che took her hand and walked out.

The weather in August is not cold, but very hot.

But her palms were cold, and there was still a trace of cold sweat.

His warm big hand couldn't help but hold her hand tighter.

The hand clenched in his palm rubbed against his palm vaguely. After leaving the police station, Ling Che lowered his eyes to look at her, "What are you touching in my hand?"

Qiao Ruyi grabbed his hand and spread out his palm.

Ling Che's hands are very beautiful, with fair skin, slender fingers and distinct joints, like a carefully carved hand model artwork.

Qiao Ruyi's fingertips gently touched his palm and felt a thin layer of callus. It was not obvious, but it could be felt if you touched carefully.

This thin layer of callus shouldn't appear on such beautiful hands.

Especially in the hands of a noble young master.

"Why do you have calluses on your palms?"

She raised her eyes and asked seriously.

Ling Che smiled at her suddenly, his eyes dim, "You've hit too many people."

He chuckled and looked at her expression, "You saw it today too. This is how I usually beat people."

"So." He suddenly leaned over to her face, "Stop saying things I don't like. I'll really beat you up."

He thought Qiao Ruyi would be afraid of him when she saw his violent look.

After all, he had never shown such a fierce side in front of her.

Unexpectedly, she suddenly curved her eyes and smiled softly.

She said, "Ling Che, you were so cool when you chased the car and saved me today!"

Ling Che stared at her face for two seconds with a deep gaze, then he straightened up and curled his lips, "I'm handsome!"

After saying that, he took her hand and walked towards the parked car.

Qi Jin and Qi Shui had already driven over to wait.

After getting in the car, Qi Jin asked with a heavy face, "Mr. Ling, are you and the young lady okay today?"

"fine."

Ling Che glanced at Qiao Ruyi and said, "He's just a money-grabbing idiot who doesn't care about his life."

Qi Jin immediately understood what he meant and turned around to continue driving. "That's fine."

Ling Che opened a bottle of whiskey from the wine cabinet in the car, poured half a glass and held it in his hand.

"Go back to Yujingwan."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Ruyi glanced at Ling Che and asked softly, "Aren't you going back to Manheyuan?"

Ling Che glared at her, "Why are you going back to that shabby place?"

Qiao Ruyi didn't say anything.

It's really not safe there.

She was still frightened when she thought of the moment when she opened the door and met that man.

I have never experienced such a thing since I was a child. I didn’t expect that such a kidnapping scene would actually happen to me.

It was rare to see her being obedient and not talking back, so a smile appeared on Ling Che's lips.

He tilted his head back and took a sip of wine, then while Qiao Ruyi was in a daze, he pinched her chin and moved closer.

Between lips and teeth, there is the mellow aroma of wine.