Joanne looked dignified: "don't be so impulsive in the future. If you let the old man know, how can you be good!"
"I remember." Ling Yi smiled softly: "let's go. My driver is outside. I'll take you back to the piano house first."
"No." Joanne refused, "I have a car. Do you really don't have to go to the hospital?"
Ling Yi shook her head: "No."
In fact, he was badly hurt, especially with a cut in his arm. He was bleeding all the time. Naturally, he would go to the hospital later, but he didn't want Joan to worry.
At this time, the police came to inform them that they could leave. Ling Yi helped Qiao an out.
Out of the door of the police station, Ling Yi's driver quickly stepped up: "President Ling..."
"Nothing." Ling Yi gave him a look, motioned him not to talk, and then looked at Joan: "really don't have to send you?"
"No, you go back quickly." "It's more than 11 o'clock. It's time for the old man to think about you again," said Joe
"It's all right. Grandpa went to bed early at this point."
Hurt, Ling Yi can't go back to the mansion these days, otherwise the old man will be a big deal when he asks.
At this time, the driver of zhuxuan also came over: "Miss Qiao... I'll drive over?"
"Yes." Joanne nodded and the driver went to drive.
Ling Yi had to see Joan leave, but she had to get in the car first, lower the window and ask Ling Yi to deal with the wound.
She didn't know how much he was hurt, but there was a clear smell of blood in the air.
"Don't worry, I'm fine." Ling Yi raised her hand and the driver drove away.
Because his heart was immersed in Joan's joy of being single, he didn't even pay attention to the logo and license plate of Joan's car.
In the same parking lot, Huo Chengzhou is looking at qiao'an in the dark and witnessing the separation of qiao'an and Ling Yi.
I can't tell what it's like.
The woman will never think of telling her anything, even if she comes to the police station.
If he hadn't worried that she would be late and called the driver, he wouldn't have known that Joan came to the police station.
It was as if two people under the same roof had no response to his existence except acting in front of each other's family.
Even if he told her in anger that he played games with other women every night, she didn't care.
He clenched his fist slightly. He watched the driver drive away from the parking lot with Joan. He breathed and breathed for a moment before he started the car and took a shortcut to listen to zhuxuan.
……
On the way, the driver said, "Miss Qiao, my husband called before. I said you were in the police station."
Joanne was stunned: "Mr. Huo called?"
"Right." The driver explained, "not long after we got to the police station."
Joan's eyes flashed a calculation: "OK, I know."
The car soon arrived at tingzhuxuan. Joan hesitated after entering the hall. Unexpectedly, there seemed to be no one in the living room.
"Mr. Huo..." she shouted. After waiting for a while, there was no response, so she breathed a little relieved and entered the elevator.
Hesitated and pressed the second floor. Anyway, Huo Chengzhou already knew about it, and she always wanted to give him an explanation.
It doesn't matter whether he wants to hear it or not. What matters is that she also gives him an explanation in the spirit of contract.
Standing at the door of the game room hesitated for a while. Joan heard the sound of the game from the room. She was a little relieved. She raised her hand and slammed the door.
For a moment, Huo Chengzhou's voice came from the room: "what's the matter?"