Chapter 472

Gong Yichen stood up and stood by the window. His slender fingers were on his arms. The expression on his face was not as soft as the light in the room. His cold voice escaped from his mouth: "why didn't you want to let her go when you wanted to harm Jiayin with your precious son and Jing Junling?"

Gong Xuezhen's begging voice suddenly, she looked up at Gong Yichen, heart a clatter, that day in the hospital, song Jiayin and her quarrel, maybe let Gong Yichen hear!

Before Gong Xuezhen can recover, Gong Yichen's cold voice has sounded again, like a huge stone, blocking the only way she can save her son.

"Since you had the strength to kill your grandfather, why can't I send your son where he should go? Besides, isn't he to blame for all this? "

Gong Yichen suddenly turned to face Gong Xuezhen. His fair skin was even more pale because of this serious illness. Under the warm orange light, his face, though not with any expression, was slightly blue and purple.

"Don't you think it's hard to protect yourself? How do you think you can save your son! You think you're my sister, I can't do anything to you?! Please wipe your dog's eyes well, and do it yourself in the future. "

Gong Yichen puts his hand in his trouser pocket, turns around and no longer looks at Gong Xuezhen. His cold eyes gradually close - but not because he feels sorry for his so-called nephew or his sister, but because song Jiayin was tortured by them, and even more for his noisy and unreasonable sister.

"Hello, call two bodyguards in and invite Miss Gong Xuezhen out." Gong Yichen said to the landline.

In the blink of an eye, two bodyguards came in from the door. Gong Yichen winked at them and motioned them to lift Gong Xuezhen out, who was still kneeling on the ground.

He rubbed his forehead and his eyebrows were locked. Sure enough, the most tiring thing was not the mountain work of the company, but the thing that didn't matter when he talked with a fool for a long time.

"What are you doing! Let go of me! I tell you, I'm gong Xuezhen, Miss Gong Jiada! What are you doing! "

As soon as the two bodyguards set up Gong Xuezhen, she struggled desperately. However, because she had been kneeling on the granite tiles for too long, her knees were numb. Except for her two arms that she could dance hard, her feet could not make any effort.

"Yechen, yechen, I beg you, I beg you to save my son. Can you understand a mother's feelings... I beg you. " Seeing that the struggle was fruitless, Gong Xuezhen called to Gong Yichen.

Gong Yichen didn't turn his head. He kept looking out of the window, looking a little erratic. He kept listening to Gong Xuezhen's voice.

How about a mother? Gong Xuezhen, how funny you are! When you caused song Jiayin's abortion, why don't you understand a mother's mood.

His fists were tightly clenched, and in his mind was song Jiayin's face full of tears and deep pain. Every drop of her tears fell into his heart.

She shed tears, he shed blood.

After Gong Xuezhen was bombed away, Gong Yichen sent someone to suppress Gong Xuezhen's influence. Although her son is now being detained, he has his own pressure to exert, and those people in the police station dare not just let Wu Zihao come out, how can Gong Yichen not guess Gong Xuezhen's means.

Now that Gong Xuezhen is still holding the money, it is undoubtedly paving the way for Wu Zihao's bail. How can he let those who bullied song Jiayin and killed his grandfather live so easily!

The next morning, Gong Xuezhen rushed to the bank. Money can make the devil push the mill. No matter how powerful Gong Yichen's power is, it can't be equal to the greedy psychology of those police officers.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Gong. Your bank card still can't be used." The staff of the bank handed back the bank card to Gong Xuezhen with a professional smile.

"And this one?" Gong Xuezhen hands another bank card to her, and her tightly locked brow reveals her current worries.

"I'm really sorry, Ms. Gong. These cards have just been swiped all over, and they can't be used." Bank staff apologized to her smile, did not take her bank card.

Gong Xuezhen sat on the chair, her eyes empty.

How could this be

"Hurry up! If you have nothing to do, just go. There are so many people waiting behind you! " The people behind Gong Xuezhen couldn't help abusing.

Gong Xuezhen then stood up with the window trembling. She checked all her shares and bank cards and found that all the funds she owned had been frozen.

Gong Yichen! Sure enough, there is no way to survive!

She walked out of the bank and looked at the cars and pedestrians on the road. She suddenly felt very helpless. As a mother, she could not even save her son.

"No way." She murmured, shaking her head.

She has to go to Gong Yichen. In any case, she has to go to Gong Yichen. Only he can solve all her existing difficulties.

But in fact, from the moment Gong Xuezhen walked out of the bank door, she was already targeted.

Gong Yichen had expected that Gong Xuezhen would find a way to save her son, but what else could she do? She had no power and no power. The maximum limit was just a little money in her hand.

He has already sent people to squat beside the banks. As long as Gong Xuezhen dares to appear, he is not afraid that he will not catch her.

When Gong Xuezhen just turned the corner and left the surveillance video at the bank door, her mouth and nose were immediately covered from behind.

Gong Xuezhen Leng for a while, constantly struggling, but soon lost the ability to resist, was dragged to a dark roadway.

The man casually threw Gong Xuezhen to the ground. Regardless of her life or death, he picked up his mobile phone, dialed the phone and said to the other end of the phone:

"Mr. Gong, you have the man you want."

Gong Yichen put down the cup in his hand, with a faint displeasure between his eyebrows. He didn't like to be disturbed, especially when he was resting.

But there is no doubt that this news is good news. He has a slight radian on the corner of his mouth, his eyes look tired, his face is still so pale, with a kind of morbid feeling, but his tone is cold, hard and powerful: "send her to Thailand. Remember, never let her come back. "