Chapter 471

After Mo Yurou's disposal, Ji Jingan looked at his wristwatch. It was already one o'clock in the morning. He planned to drive back to his apartment and catch up with yeyufan's soft body. After listening to Ni Wei's words, he felt thoughtful and reasonable.

Whether Chen Zifeng wants to make waves or not in the future, at least he should uproot all the hidden dangers completely now.

His relationship with yeyufan has gone through too many twists and turns, but few of them enjoy the warm time.

"OK, I'll go to the hospital, too."

Ji Jingan said that, quickly opened the door with his fingers, sat in, sat coldly in the driving position, started the engine, and rushed to the municipal hospital with Ni Wei.

Han Yuanchuan's ward is arranged on the 28th floor, next to Han Zhenzhen's previous ward.

It only takes more than 30 seconds for the elevator to travel from the first floor to the destination building.

A tinkle.

The double doors of the elevator opened automatically, and Ji Jingan calmly stepped out and went straight to the end of the corridor.

Ni Wei followed Ji Jing'an behind him. His face twisted and tightly grasped the mobile phone in his hand. He dialed Han Zhenzhen no less than ten times in a row. At first, no one answered. In the end, I didn't know whether it was the lack of power or other man-made reasons. Unexpectedly, he meowed off.

I'm weak and I'm still trying to protect my fetus. I'll run out with the man like this. OK, Han Zhenzhen!

When he finds someone, see how he treats her!

Ni Wei grinds his teeth secretly in anger, pushes open the door and strides into the luxurious ward where Han Zhenzhen lives.

The sight is empty. In addition to the faint smell of disinfectant, the air is vaguely mixed with a faint fragrance

The smell, Ni Wei once knew, was Han Zhenzhen's favorite brand perfume. Every time he went to bed with him, she would spray on her body deliberately, adding a touch of love to her.

At the moment, Yu Zhen was so angry that he couldn't bear to think of the relationship between her and Han Zhen. But he was so angry that he couldn't even feel it.

He raised his hand and pressed the pricking Temple heavily. The bottom of his heart was in a mess.

In the days after the wedding became yellow, he was in a bad mood. He was depressed. He not only had to deal with Liu hanqian who stuck to life and death from time to time, but also had to deal with Jing'an's face. Now a hairy boy Wu Li jumped out and looked covetously at Han Zhenzhen, and abducted people from the hospital

So many things happened suddenly that Ni Wei was almost driven crazy.

He's probably one of the scum men.

When Han Zhenzhen suddenly despised him and was likely to have feelings with other men in the future, he suddenly realized that his mind towards Han Zhenzhen was already unusual. It had already taken root and sprouted quietly in his heart and grew into a lush towering tree.

If he insists on uprooting, he will break his heart and die of bleeding.

As long as I think of the picture of Han Zhenzhen marrying Wu Li, Ni Wei's heart is suddenly cold.

He really regretted it!

Ni Wei slowly reopened the screen of the mobile phone and mechanically called Han Zhenzhen again and again.

Even if she turned it off, she was still happy to repeat her actions.

Finally, Ni Wei leaned decadent against the snow-white wall and pulled off the corners of his mouth. The smile was no longer evil and handsome, and it was more ugly than crying.

A man in black hurried in and was stunned when he saw Ni Wei with a lonely face. "Mr. Ni, I've searched everywhere nearby and there's no trace of Miss Han. What should I do next?"

"Go to the surveillance room to call up the video and carefully check where she left from and which car she was in. As long as I don't let go, she will never escape my palm."

"Yes, I'll do it right away."

Before leaving, the man in black quickly swept Ni Wei's eyes with the remaining light from the corners of his eyes, almost making his legs soft with fear.

From head to toe, the boss was haunted by the murderous spirit of almost cannibalism.

……

In the ward next door, Ji Jing'an walked in slowly. With gloomy eyes, he stared at Han Yuanchuan, who was leaning against the head of the bed and carefully reviewing the company's documents. His eyes were full of cold and fierce.

Just because of the man's selfishness towards ye Yufan, he lured her to an isolated island in the Pacific Ocean. She was almost brutally shot by Mo Yurou and escaped death several times.

For the safety of his beloved woman in the future, he must do it tonight.

Han Yuanchuan quietly held the black signature pen and signed his name in the lower right corner of a document. Then he raised his head and looked at Ji Jing'an standing in the center with long legs. He smiled calmly, "in the middle of the night, how did Jing'an come?"

"I'll see you off."

Jijing'an slowly took a cigarette and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Where are you going to take me?"

Han Yuanchuan also paused with his right hand holding the pen and stopped in mid air. His left hand pinched his tired eyebrows, blinked his black eyes full of red blood, remained silent for a while, and said, "also, my memory is blank. It is necessary to know why you deliberately target me."

There was no change in his face and expression, and his attitude was correct and fair. There was no clue.

If he doesn't really lose his memory, it can only show that his acting skills are really superb.

After Ji Jingan silently recited such a sentence in the bottom of his heart, under the irradiation of the crystal lamp, his eyes turned sharp, "it's very simple. He offended me and hurt the woman I care about most several times! Either die or lose your freedom. You choose for yourself."

"Are you going to send me to prison?"

Han Yuanchuan smiled inexplicably. His deep eyes were cast on Jijing's cold and fierce face. He was not afraid, but full of interest.

"No."

After taking the last breath, jijing'an threw the cigarette butt into the dustbin and shook his head coldly, "send you to a mental hospital. Without my permission, you can only spend the rest of your life in it."

Han Yuanchuan listened silently, calm as an abyss, "what if I don't agree?"

While lying in the hospital, Han Zhenzhen often came to chat with him and occasionally mentioned that he had loved ye Yufan for many years before he lost his memory.

However, in his memory, in addition to the people of the Han family and other business relations, he could not find the slightest impression of the woman ye Yufan, whom Jijing was at ease with. It was strange and strange.

"Disagree?" Jijing'an seemed to hear the funniest joke and sneered coldly, "that's more simple. There's congestion in the back of your brain. As long as I ask the doctor to do something for you, you'll die unconsciously! But your death has nothing to do with me."

Han Yuanchuan pursed his lips until they turned white, and then slowly opened his mouth.