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

Chapter 388 Don’t go find her!

airport.

Sang Li reached out and took Lin Zhiyi's suitcase.

"Zhiyi, I'm sorry, I really didn't know Xiaoran would be so confused."

"It's okay. I have to leave anyway. Thank you for preparing to go abroad so quickly."

Lin Zhiyi's eyes were very calm, but his eyes kept glancing outside the airport.

Sang Li knew that she was still reluctant to leave, perhaps because she was reluctant to leave the place where she grew up, or because she was reluctant to leave her relatives, or maybe because she was reluctant to leave that person.

He consoled her: "Do you want to give me a call?"

Lin Zhiyi retracted her gaze and shook her head: "No need, my mother is a crybaby, she can't stop crying, I can't stand it."

Even so, her voice was slightly choked.

How could she be as relaxed as she said she was when she couldn't even say goodbye to her mother?

Sang Li waited for her to calm down before he said slowly, "Let's go. I'll ask Zhou Zhao to arrange for us to go to the lounge first. Ordinary people can't enter."

As he spoke, Sang Li naturally took Lin Zhiyi's suitcase.

As he pushed, his hand paused slightly.

"Why is your suitcase so light?"

"Most of the things have been checked in. Here are some clothes for changing. You go in first. I'll go to the bathroom." Lin Zhiyi handed the suitcase to Sang Li with confidence.

Sang Li knew that she was sad and might want to go to the bathroom to adjust herself, so he nodded.

"Go ahead, I'll wait for you inside."

Lin Zhiyi did not leave immediately, but just looked at him and smiled peacefully: "Mr. Sang, thank you."

After saying that, she turned and left.

Sang Li felt a strange feeling when looking at her back.

Until he sat in the lounge for ten minutes, half an hour, an hour...

The broadcast was repeated twice, but Lin Zhiyi still did not come back.

Zhou Zhao noticed something unusual and frowned, "Master, it's time to register. I'll go find Miss Lin."

Sang Li raised his hand to stop him and reached out to pull the suitcase left by Lin Zhiyi.

When he saw the code 000, he immediately opened the suitcase.

Just as he expected, there was nothing inside except a very beautiful card.

"Thanks."

Sang Li stroked the words on it and couldn't help but smile.

He finally understood why Yuan Chen was so obsessed with Lin Zhiyi.

Lin Zhiyi is completely different from them, ordinary yet extraordinary, beautiful yet more than just beautiful.

There is nothing about her that has anything to do with profit.

If she could be a little more selfish, he could give her everything she wanted.

But she still didn't want to use him.

Even if he volunteered.

Seeing this, Zhou Zhao stepped forward quickly and said, "I'll send someone to find Miss Lin right away."

"No need. Zhiyi is not that fragile. She can live better without us." Sang Li dragged the suitcase and smiled faintly: "Go and arrange boarding."

Zhou Zhao reacted quickly and nodded to Sang Li: "I understand."

When the announcement sounded again, Sang Li boarded the plane with his suitcase.

The moment the plane took off, Wen Qing rushed into the airport with his men.

The assistant who went out to inquire quickly came back.

"Boss Wen, I've confirmed with the people at the airport that someone saw Boss Sang holding hands with a woman on the plane, and he even kindly carried her suitcase. It must be Lin Zhiyi."

"Find someone to keep an eye on the destination."

"Yes."

The assistant hurriedly went to make arrangements.

Wen Qing watched the plane take off outside the window, his teeth chattering with anger: "Sang Ran, this idiot! Don't you really think that without Lin Zhiyi, the Third Master will be devoted to her?"

……

Suhe Bay.

Just as Sang Ran was about to knock on the door, it was pulled open with force, even creating a gust of wind in front of her.

Before she could open her mouth, her arms were clamped by the man.

With a loud bang, a pot of delicious soup that had just been stewed was ruined.

Gong Chen clenched his fingers, a hint of blood flashed in his eyes, and murderous intent followed him like a shadow.

"Why do you want to go to her?"

Sang Ran looked up at the scary man in front of her with pain, tears rolling down her cheeks: "I rarely see you so anxious, are you that angry? If you are angry, then vent it to me."

Gong Chen looked at her tears and immediately let go of Sang Ran as if he had seen a curse.

Sang Ran cried even harder, and she moved closer to Gong Chen.

He took two steps back to avoid her approach.

His deep black eyes were dim, as if they were immersed in mist, and he looked at her like stagnant water.

Sang Ran choked up and continued to sob: "You don't even want to be angry with me? Why are you willing to do anything for her?"

"My brother just booked an apartment for Lin Zhiyi, and you bought the house next door right after."

"You signed a lot of foreign investment agreements that required you to travel abroad for a long time, so you had an excuse to fly to her country without being noticed."

"You even bought the restaurant downstairs from her apartment and turned it into a Chinese restaurant, serving all the food that Lin Zhiyi likes to eat."

She grabbed Gong Chen's arm and begged, "Can you please look at me? I am your wife."

Gong Chen did not answer her, but withdrew his arm expressionlessly and said in a cold-blooded tone, "Go back."

He walked past Sang Ran and went out.

Sang Ran hugged him tightly from behind: "Don't look for her anymore! She's gone! She will never come back! She doesn't love you at all!"

"release."

Gong Chen's eyes were grim, and an extremely dangerous storm was brewing in his eyes.

Sang Ran pressed tightly against his back and shook her head vigorously: "No. I won't let you go...ah."

She watched in horror as the man twisted her wrist and slowly turned her around.

In an instant, the pain made her break out in a cold sweat, and the man's eyes were filled with cold light.

Shaking off her hand, Gong Chen walked towards the elevator.

Sang Ran ignored the pain and quickly caught up.

But because she was too anxious, the moment she grabbed his clothes, the prosthesis fell off, and she lost her balance and fell to the ground.

Even so, she still tightly grasped Gong Chen's clothes and shouted with her last bit of strength: "I'm dying!"

Gong Chen paused.

Sang Ran raised her tear-stained cheeks and begged, "I don't have many years left to live. You promised me that you would accompany me till the end! You said you owed me!"

The explosion that accompanied the car accident took away not only Sang Ran's legs, but also her health.

Almost all of her internal organs were injured.

Her body now is like a patched-up doll, with whatever is broken fixed wherever it is.

Although it looks good on the surface, it has already entered the countdown of life on the inside.

She had always wanted to die with dignity, and this idea became stronger when she learned that her beloved Gong Chen was about to marry Song Wanqiu.

Until one night, when she wanted to end everything, Mr. Gong found her.

He said he was very grateful to her, and was optimistic about her and Gong Chen, and was even willing to bring her and Gong Chen together.

So she concealed her illness, returned to China with her last wish and married Gong Chen.

However, she did not hide her illness from Gong Chen. After all, he was so kind to his fake savior, so how could he treat her badly?

As she thought, Gong Chen did not despise her, treated her very well, and agreed to marry her.

She really thought he loved her.

Until she knew the real reason.