Chapter 701

Hearing Ivan's words, Mushan was shocked.

Originally to enter the laptop code fingers, suddenly tighten, black eyes sharp sharp sharp cold locked Ivan, the eyebrows wrinkled into a group, "what do you say?"

Ivan did not dare to see the present expression of Mushan. He lowered his head and his voice was even lower. "In the explosion private car, there were Miss Nan and Princess Lucy."

Musihan's handsome and deep face was suddenly tense and gloomy.

He suddenly rose from the leather chair, too fast and too fierce. He knocked his knee on the desk and made a crash. It hurt. But he didn't feel anything. He only used those dark eyes that were not deep enough to fix Ivan tightly.

The thin lips under the bridge of the nose become a straight line.

Although Ivan didn't look at him, he could feel the temperature of the air around him, which had obviously decreased.

"Ivan, do you know what you're talking about?" The voice of musihan is gloomy. It seems that if Ivan talks nonsense again, he will devour him alive.

Ivan said, "young master, it's true. I've sent someone to go there, and the Qiao family has gone there."

Mushihan stepped out of his desk and leaped to Ivan. He grabbed Ivan's collar with his big hands, which was so strong that he almost lifted him up. "Lucy is going to be taken back to neighboring countries by Los today. LOS is watching. How can she be in the same car with Nanzhi?"

Mursi Han was so strong that Ivan dared not struggle. He let him tightly grip his collar. He didn't dare to breathe. "I don't know, but as far as I know, Miss Nan was stopped by Princess Lucy's car on her way to work."

Although Mushan didn't believe it was true, Ivan had a nose and an eye for it, so he had to believe it.

The whole body's strength suddenly seems to be taken away by a huge syringe.

Releasing Ivan's collar, musihan's tall and straight body stepped back a few steps.

The big palm propped up on the desk, the blue tendons on his forehead jumped straight, and his voice was tight and dumb. "What about her?"

In fact, I felt a little bit bad in my heart. Otherwise, Ivan would not look heavy.

But he didn't believe it at all, what would happen to her -

maybe, when the car exploded, she was only injured, and her life was not in danger.

However, Ivan's next words sounded like a thunder in his ear.

"It's very unlikely that the car will survive."

Car accidents, such accidents, in the car industry developed today, the world will happen every day.

But he never thought that it was her who happened to hear the accident this time -

Ivan looked at the tightly stretched Mushan, his heart clenched. The atmosphere in the office was breathless and stifling.

Musi Han closed his dark eyes. In his mind, he and she were lying in bed in the morning kissing. Her beautiful face seemed to be in front of him. When he closed his eyes, he could feel her fragrant fragrance and soft lips.

"Which hospital is she in now?" He would not, would not believe, she was blown apart from his Yin and Yang.

Ivan nodded. "OK."

Mushihan's tall body is leaning on the desk.

Hands on the table, white knuckles.

His face was still gloomy, but all his consciousness drifted away. He looked at Ivan in a daze, only saw Ivan's lips opening and closing, as if he was anxiously asking for something, but he didn't hear a word.

Ivan called to confirm the accident and glanced at Mushan with his eyes. After years of following him, he seldom saw him look like he was out of his wits.

A few minutes later, Ivan calls.

He went back to mushihan and spoke in a heavy voice. "Young master, I've made sure that the two women in the car have been burned. His highness LOS and the Qiao family are in the funeral hall now."

His hands on the table were slowly clenched into fists, and the blue blood vessels on the back of his hands were growing.

He stood up straight, a pair of obsidian narrow eyes were shining, and his out of control mood recovered. He said coldly, "no, she won't have an accident!"

With that, he strode out of the office.

In the corridor, he met the night inflamed Maple who was also going downstairs.

Seeing the cold and gloomy look of Musi like the wind and rain coming, the night inflamed Maple slightly picked the tip of his brow.

Without taking the elevator, Mushan rushed directly to the stairs of the safety door.

Ye Yanfeng put his hands in his trouser pocket and watched as mushihan ran downstairs. Ivan hurriedly chased him up. He was puzzled in his eyes.

He asked the assistant behind him, "what's the big deal?"

The assistant shook his head. "It's nothing serious except an accident on the viaduct in the morning. However, the viaduct accident has not been reported by the media. It seems that the news has been suppressed. "

Night inflamed Maple if have thought of frown under eyebrow, calm a few seconds later, say to assistant after death, "check next car accident is how to return a responsibility?"? Is there a person who cares about the night Si Han? ""OK."

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Ivan drives Mushan to the funeral home.

On the way, a lot of work calls came in, and he didn't pay attention to them.

The whole person seems to be hit by the pawn. His mind is ethereal and his heart is empty.

Ivan knew that he was in a hurry and the speed was very fast.

It was a forty minute journey, and it took him only twenty minutes to get there.

Because of the accident, it is related to the neighboring Princess and Qiao's granddaughter. There are many police officers outside the funeral home.

When the car stopped, Ivan opened the back door and looked at the man whose face was like a sculpture without any temperature. From inside to outside, Ivan said cautiously, "master, here you are."

Mushihan slowly raised his eyelids and looked out.

Temple, began to prick the pain.

"Young master."

Mousse got off the car with a cold face.

Ivan's men, stand at the door and wait for them.

"Four Highnesses, Butler Yi, this way, please."

Ivan looked at every step in front of him as if he were a man on a sharp edge, trying to help him, but he was too cold to be near.

As soon as he entered the funeral home, musihan heard the heartbreaking cry.

That voice It's from Anfeng and Qiao mu.

Musi's heart was suddenly clenched, like an invisible black, tightly grasped.

A few steps forward, Qiao Yanze stood aside, her eyes scarlet, bloodshot, depressed, as if they were going to collapse.

Opposite him stood LOS, with the same heavy look.

With heavy steps, musihan came to Qiao Yanze and grabbed his collar with both hands. "Isn't it true? She's fine, isn't she? "

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