She is deeply trapped in the Shura field, and the love-brained boss is mad

When Jiang's father fell in love with Li Yun, his father had a car accident and he became an orphan.

Lu Nanchen worked hard for many years, hiding his hatred in his heart, secretly hiring people to collect evidence of the Jiang family's crimes, waiting to bring down the Jiang family.

Unexpectedly, just after bringing down the Jiang family, Jiang Shengyi attacked Song Zhisheng again.

If he hadn't forced the car to stop, Jiang Shengyi would have even driven the car into the sea.

He didn't care whether Jiang Shengyi lived or died, but Song Zhisheng was the person he liked and the one he was determined to start a family with.

Her safety was more important to him than his own.

Lu Nanchen punched Jiang Shengyi in the face again and again. Blood flowed from the corner of Jiang Shengyi's mouth, and his fist inevitably got some of it stained.

His hatred for the Jiang family father and son had long been deep in his bones, and he lost all rationality under the intense stimulation.

Jiang Shengyi had initially mocked his weak fists, but now he was silent.

Song Zhisheng looked at Lu Nanchen's back and was frightened by his seemingly calm side, which had actually lost its rationality.

Jiang Shengyi has lives on his hands. He is not a good person and deserves to be put to death.

But he can't let anything happen to him at Lu Nanchen's hands.

"Lu Nanchen!"

Song Zhisheng walked around the car and came to his side, patted his shoulder and called him.

Lu Nanchen stopped his fist, paused his movements, and looked up.

Song Zhisheng had just breathed a sigh of relief when he met Lu Nanchen's eyes and was instantly shocked.

There was no emotion in Lu Nanchen's eyes, he was very calm, but when he looked at me, it made people feel a chill down their spine.

It seems calm, but one can clearly sense the aggressiveness.

Song Zhisheng had never seen Lu Nanchen look like this, and the hand on his shoulder froze instantly.

Being caught off guard by Lu Nanchen's gaze, Song Zhisheng, as a normal person, would definitely feel subconsciously scared.

But then, Song Zhisheng came to his senses and got rid of the fear.

Lu Nanchen would never hurt her, so she shouldn't be afraid of him.

Song Zhisheng took a deep breath and called him in a low voice:

"...Lu Nanchen, wake up."

Lu Nanchen came back to his senses and looked at Song Zhisheng, who spoke cautiously and tried to comfort him, and his eyes immediately softened.

He looked down at Jiang Shengyi who had been knocked unconscious, then looked at the blood on his fist. His eyes trembled and he blamed himself:

"I'm sorry for scaring you."

He released the hand that was holding Jiang Shengyi's collar and stood up, his hands still trembling.

Lu Nanchen let his hands hang down at his sides and clenched them loosely. His fingertips and palms were both cold when they touched.

The suffocating and frightening feeling of falling into icy sea water still lingers in his mind.

"I wasn't scared."

Song Zhisheng pursed his lips and said something to comfort him.

"Zhisheng, are you okay?"

A familiar voice was heard from the front, and several people came running over with messy steps.

Meng Changyao asked anxiously as he approached.

Ji Ning pulled Song Zhisheng's arm and looked him up and down carefully.

"Fortunately, the injury is not serious."

Only after confirming that Song Zhisheng was not seriously injured did she breathe a sigh of relief, and the solemn expression on her face disappeared.

"Isn't this a serious injury? His chin and hands are covered in wounds..."

Fu Linxing looked anxious, and the heartache in his eyes almost overflowed after seeing the scars on the back of Song Zhisheng's hand.

Song Zhisheng smiled at them and said, "I'm fine, don't worry about me. I'll just take care of it briefly."

Director Li, Xiao Zhi, and Mo Jinyan rushed over with their men.

Director Li glanced at Jiang Shengyi, who had fainted on the ground, and raised his hand to tell the people behind him, "Hurry up, send him to the hospital and contact the police."

Mo Jinyan and Xiao Zhi focused their attention on Song Zhisheng. After confirming that she was not seriously injured, their tense nerves immediately relaxed.

"Brother Lu, bandage your hand quickly."

After Meng Changyao calmed down, she turned her gaze to Lu Nanchen and noticed the blood on Lu Nanchen's right hand.

She was startled and thought that Lu Nanchen was seriously injured, so she said something quickly.

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone else's eyes fell on Lu Nanchen's hand.

Fu Linxing looked at the various small wounds on Lu Nanchen's hands and the blood-stained back of his hands, and felt very complicated.

At the critical moment, he was able to remain rational, contact people, drive along the route to catch up, and even force the car to stop. He really could not compare with Lu Nanchen's intelligence and fearlessness.

Fu Linxing suddenly had the idea that it was normal for Song Zhisheng to choose Lu Nanchen.

Seeing that they were all paying attention to his hands, Lu Nanchen said calmly: "No, the blood is not mine."

The blood on the back of his hand, if it wasn't his, then considering that Jiang Shengyi had just fainted, it was obvious whose it was.

Xiao Zhi was silent for a moment, looking at Lu Nanchen who had a calm expression and a cool tone. It was hard to imagine how out of control he was when he beat Jiang Shengyi just now.

The smiling tiger who always smiles gently takes off his false mask and beats someone without regard for any consequences.

Xiao Zhi suddenly felt less puzzled and unwilling to accept the fact that Song Zhisheng liked Lu Nanchen.

Director Li came back after finishing the call with a sigh on his face.

"This is not the place to talk. Let's go back and have someone treat the injuries on their hands."

Perhaps the noise from the collision between the two cars was too loud, which attracted some people to watch.

A place with so many people talking is really not a place to talk.

The group got into the car brought by the program crew, with Song Zhisheng and Lu Nanchen sitting side by side in the front.

"Lu Nanchen, you have to deal with these small pieces of glass in your hands when you get back later."

Song Zhisheng gritted his teeth and disinfected his wound, then shone a small flashlight on Lu Nanchen's hand.

A pair of beautiful hands with distinct joints were covered with wounds, which were even more serious than hers. Song Zhisheng felt pain just by looking at them.

She used a wet tissue to wipe his hands, carefully avoiding some wounds.

Lu Nanchen said nothing, stretched out his hand for her to wipe it, looking unusually obedient.

He looked quietly at Song Zhisheng, who lowered his eyes and treated his wound with eyes full of heartache. He even smiled slightly with the corners of his lips, as if he didn't feel any pain.

The two of them were getting along peacefully, and the other people in the car were always looking over there intentionally or unintentionally.

Fu Linxing had a sour face and sneered unhappily, then turned around and looked out the window, as if he didn't see it and wasn't bothered.

Even though he knew it was normal for Song Zhisheng to like Lu Nanchen, he still felt a little jealous when he saw them together.

Xiao Zhi's mood was not very good at this time. After taking a few glances, he turned his head away with a cold face.

Mo Jinyan only took a quick look from beginning to end, then looked away and stopped looking.