Chapter 1198

Qiao Yiming's voice on which side of the phone is cold: "you people deceive me like a fool. Now something's wrong and you want me to help. Do you really think I'm the kind of virgin who doesn't care?"

Qiao Yiming looked at his men resolving the address of the phone. There was a cold light in his eyes: "Cheng Lin, why do you think I will help you? You'd better worry about yourself now. I'll make you regret playing with my feelings. "

Cheng Lin holds the mobile phone for a long time without words. Suddenly she says, "Qiao Yiming, as long as you are willing to save her, I will kneel down and return to you, and promise that I will never leave you again in my life."

Qiao Yiming's heart was suddenly moved

Cheng Lin continued: "I will treat you as well as before, and I will not commit suicide, as long as you can save Zhuo Xuan's life. I'll do what Cheng Lin says. "

Qiao Yiming listens to Cheng Lin's pleading tone on the other side of the phone, and his anger gradually subsides.

God knows how much effort Qiao Yiming has made to find Cheng Lin's whereabouts. At the beginning, he followed Zhuo Xuan and they started, but found that the two men had already disappeared, and that Chelsea had changed their address. He let countless people track them, but they couldn't find the whereabouts of where they were now.

In business, he is extremely targeted at Chelsea, but found that although the company seems to have been in turmoil, but he has no meaning to beg for mercy. Even the meeting that Qiao Yiming asked for was refused.

It seems that this Chelsea is determined to let Cheng Lin disappear in front of him.

Qiao Yiming couldn't sleep at night. As soon as he closed his eyes, Cheng Lin was pushed into the emergency room that day. What's more, Zhuo Xuan's voice was always in his ears.

Qiao Yiming really can't stand it. He can't bear Cheng Lin's betrayal and escape, and he can't bear to fall into such a stupid trap.

When Qiao Yiming heard Cheng Lin's words, he said, "well, I'll give you an hour. As long as you can kneel down in front of me and beg me, I'll promise you to save Zhuo Xuan's life."

Cheng Lin light said: "good."

After hanging up Qiao Yiming's phone, Cheng Lin dials Han Qifei. She says to Han Qifei, "how long does the doctor say Zhuo Xuan can last?"

Han Qifei's voice dry dumb: "up to five days."

Cheng Lin closed her eyes. When she opened them again, she had some hope: "OK, that's enough. I found a miracle doctor. I should be able to get there in five days. You should take good care of her there. If Zhuo Xuan has any accident..."

Cheng Lin's voice suddenly choked, and then she firmly said: "we must not let the accident happen."

Han Qifei seems to have seized a little hope: "Cheng Lin, what you said is true?"

Cheng Lin nodded and looked at the gloomy sky outside. She suddenly laughed: "yes, what I said is true."

Cheng Lin left without leaving a note for Chelsea. This time, it was really her choice. It was not Qiao Yiming who forced him. It was her own condition. There was no way to shirk it again.

But she is very sorry, if the time is a little longer, really a little longer, he may fall in love with this man. It's really possible.

But Now there is no possibility.

When Cheng Lin comes to Qiao Yiming, it's still an hour later.

Cheng Lin has tried her best. She doesn't know where it is. She wants to avoid the security of the villa, saying that she just goes out for a walk.

If Cheng Lin tells the truth, she doesn't think Chelsea will let him go.

But Cheng Lin now has no choice, she can only do so, he can't let Cheng Lin die, absolutely not.

When Cheng Lin is pulled to the door of Qiao's villa by taxi, she looks at the villa in front of her.

Under the overcast sky, Cheng Lin looks at the villa in front of her and suddenly feels her heart ache. If she goes back this time, she won't be herself.

Whether she is willing or not, whether she is willing or not, she will always stay at Qiao Yiming's side.

All my life.

Cheng Lin thinks that her eyes suddenly turn red. It's a sad thing for her to stay with someone who doesn't love her all her life.

But Cheng Lin also knew that she had no choice and no time. She gritted her teeth and went straight in.

Qiao Yiming had been waiting for her for a long time. When Cheng Lin appeared in front of him, Qiao Yiming looked at his watch and looked coldly at the woman in front of him: "well, it's an hour, you've been more than two hours."

Cheng Lin looks at Qiao Yiming in front of her. She hasn't seen him for more than half a month. The man has become much thinner. The man's resolute jaw is very cold.

Cheng Lin seriously thinks about what Qiao Yiming said to herself on the phone. It seems that she wants to kneel down and beg for him. Cheng Lin doesn't notice what Qiao Yiming said, but all of a sudden she kneels down.Cheng Lin earnestly begged: "I beg you, help Zhuo Xuan."

Cheng Lin lowers her head in front of Qiao Yiming. She hangs her head. Her long black hair blocks her face. She stares at the smooth marble surface as if her heart is no longer beating.

He was so calm that he said something mean: "I Please, Qiao Yiming. "

Qiao Yiming looks at the woman in front of her. When she kneels in front of her, he wants to stop her, but he has no time.

Qiao Yiming looks at the person kneeling in front of him. He seems to have got what he wants, but why do he feel more and more flustered?

Cheng Lin is by her side, in front of her, but he seems unable to grasp her hand.

He watched as Cheng Lin walked farther and farther. He could only force her to stop by binding her feet with chains, but there was no way to make her turn back.

Cheng Lin knelt for a while, but did not wait for the reply she wanted. She raised her eyes and looked at the man in front of her. She couldn't help thinking: is it still not enough?

By this time, there was no fluctuation in Cheng Lin's heart. When she said these words, her whole face was dull. She thought

What else can I do to make Qiao Yiming feel compassion? After all, he does not love himself, will not have a little heartache, may only see their own, cheap appearance will feel happy.

Cheng Lin thinks so, crawling at the foot of Qiao Yiming, as if to kowtow.

It's just like a long time ago, those humble slaves were devout to their masters.

Qiao Yiming frowns tightly, Huoran gets up and holds Cheng Lin directly.