Fortunately, I met you in this life

Author: Purple Peony MACHINE TRANSLATION

In the hospital, in the ward.

He ruoxue held the check and looked at the millions of dollars. She quickly picked up her phone and made a call. "Help me find out who the person who just came to my ward is. I need his contact information. "

He was so rich and generous, and he wanted to ask about he lanjin's people. She felt that it was necessary to rope him in.

"Ah. " Just as she was excited, Nan Feng rushed in and splashed her face with the boiling water that she had just poured.

He ruoxue screamed in pain as she was scalded by the water. Her phone was slapped away by him and fell to the ground.

Nan Feng raised his foot and crushed her phone. He held the hemp rope and tied a knot around her body.

"What do you want to do? Let go of me, you lunatic. " He ruoxue struggled and cursed continuously. She raised her foot and kicked Nan Feng.

Nan Feng's eyes suddenly turned red from being called a "lunatic" by her. He was obviously extremely angry. He grabbed the rope and pulled her out forcefully.

"Bang! " He ruoxue was tied up by the rope. She fell to the ground and was forcefully dragged out by the rope like a dog.

"HELP! There's a madman here! Help! " He ruoxue kept shouting.

Nan Feng turned around and kicked her into the elevator. He calmly walked inside.

He ruoxue looked into his eyes. She was a little afraid. She felt that this person did not seem to have any feelings. She tried her best to scream, but Nan Feng pressed her into the elevator and lifted her up.

"It hurts. " Her neck seemed to have been snapped by him. She did not dare to breathe loudly.

The elevator opened. Nan Feng dragged her out and tied the other end of the rope to the back of the motorcycle. He ruoxue realized something and got up to run.

Nan Feng stepped on the accelerator and drove the motorcycle away quickly. He ruoxue's body was like a piece of paper, and she was forcefully lifted up by the motorcycle.

She fell to the ground. It was winter in Jiang City, and the snow was particularly heavy. After a day and a night, it had accumulated a lot of interest. She wore a thin hospital gown and was dragged on the snow, as if someone was playing with a sleigh.

"Ring. " Nan Feng's phone vibrated. He picked up the call and slowed down a little, saying, "Young Master, I'm busy. "

"What are you busy with? " Qiao Hanye asked in a deep voice. Obviously, he knew that he had disrespected the old master. Nan Feng gritted his teeth and wanted to kill this person even if he had to die.

"playing with women, " Nan Feng said and hung up the phone.

He knew that hanging up the phone would definitely be a "capital offense. " And if he "decided to defect" and stood on he lanjin's side, Qiao zhenting would definitely kill him. Now, before he died, he also wanted to kill this woman who cursed he lanjin.

"whoosh. " Nan Feng stepped on the gas pedal and drove around the streets of Jiang city. He was like a biker as he sped away. He even picked up stones.

He ruoxue was forcefully dragged on the ground. Her body was thrown up and down. Her mouth and nostrils were filled with snow. It was so cold that her blood seemed to have frozen. Her ears seemed to be scraped off. Her entire body was in so much pain that she could not speak.

"Bang! " Her body was thrown up and hit a tree. She was once again dragged along the snow.

"police, quickly stop. " At this moment, someone called the police. A police officer chased after Nan Feng and shouted.

Nan Feng listened. He stepped on the accelerator and raced with the police. He ruoxue, on the other hand, became a "human sandbag" and was dragged on the snow. She was so cold that her nose was bleeding. Her eyes were swollen into panda eyes. Her mouth was so cold that it was about to Split Open.

"help. " He ruoxue wanted to cry, but she could not. She was in such a sorry state that she looked like a beggar. No one could recognize that she was he ruoxue.

Nan Feng was surrounded by police cars in all directions. He finally stopped and stood in the snow. He picked up his lighter and kicked his beloved motorcycle hard.