Chapter 979 You Have Too Many Weaknesses

Chapter 979 You have too many weaknesses

After a while, He Chen dragged Yin Mo out of the ward.

Li Qiao walked slowly to the window, looked at Xiao Yehui with a calm expression, "Bitter tricks are not like your style."

At this moment, Xiao Yehui looked a little horrible.

Yin Mo hit him mercilessly, smashing his handsome face until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

Xiao Yehui touched his red and swollen cheekbones, smiled softly with red eyes, "Does it mean that no matter what I do, you think I have ulterior motives?"

Li Qiao turned her face away, and looked at her toes calmly, "Even if your leg is injured, you won't be powerless to fight back."

Xiao Yehui was still sitting on the wheelchair with his chest upright, his movements were stiff and rigid.

His Adam's apple slipped, the corners of his mouth tightened and then loosened, and he wanted to speak a few times, but remained strangely silent.

I don't know how long it took, the two looked at each other silently.

Xiao Yehui gripped the armrest of the wheelchair, closed his eyes, "Do you want to do it?"

"Not yet." Li Qiao replied flatly, bent over to pick up the tissue box on the coffee table, and threw it on his lap, "Wipe it, lest your father see it and think I have abused you."

Xiao Yehui moved his palm slowly, and with a light flick of his fingertips, the tissue box fell to the ground, "He won't come."

Li Qiao raised her eyebrows, looked sideways at him, and said nothing.

Xiao Yehui looked out of the window with his chest up, his brows and eyes were dull, "He is a person who will never be threatened by others. Xiao Qi, a person who has no heart, you have no chance of winning against him."

"Really?" Li Qiao stroked her chin, and bent her lips disapprovingly, "If you really don't care, things will be easier to handle."

"You're wrong." Xiao Yehui closed his eyes slowly, "He can give up everyone, can you too? Your parents, teachers, friends, lover, whatever, are his weapons."

Li Qiao pursed her lips, and before she could speak, Xiao Yehui opened her eyes and said again: "Xiaoqi, you have too many weaknesses and your heart is not hard enough, you thought you could force him to submit by arresting me, but it turns out that you It was wrong."

Li Qiao folded her arms around her chest, shook her head and smiled, "You are too arrogant to belittle yourself."

Who on earth caused such a misunderstanding to Xiao Yehui, who actually thought that Xiao Hongdao could easily give up on him.

At this time, Xiao Yehui touched his empty left arm and sighed wistfully, "You are probably the only one who thinks that I am so important. Tell me, if I hadn't gone back to succeed the duke, wouldn't Seventh Son be what he is today?"

"Even if you don't go back, the blood debt owed by the Charman family will be repaid in full."

Xiao Yehui blinked his eyes, and his silent mood obviously fluctuated, "What do you mean?"

Five minutes later, Li Qiao walked out of the experimental ward.

It had been a long time since she had such a peaceful conversation with Xiao Yehui.

Between them lies an insurmountable blood feud.

Whether Xiao Yehui knew it or not, the Charman family had to pay the price.

In the room, Xiao Yehui sat silently for a long time.

His palms kept touching his left shoulder, his crippled limbs and remaining sanity kept reminding him of a fact.

His left arm was blown off by his father.

The first blue blood family of Parma was wiped out, and it was a joint operation led by his father.

And Li Qiao is a descendant of the Mu family.

Xiao Yehui's eyes were messy, too much information made it difficult for him to continue, and he leaned heavily on the back of the chair.

For a moment, he was suffocated, and the severe pain made him tremble uncontrollably.

Xiao Yehui smiled with red eyes, covered his eyes after laughing, and felt everything by himself.

His life, which has been manipulated so much, is really useless.

...

On the other side, Li Qiao stopped abruptly as she passed the nurse's desk in the experimental ward.

She recalled Xiao Yehui's uncoordinated body movements just now, and asked the nurse for his medical records while thinking about it.

The moment she opened the medical record, Li Qiao couldn't help frowning.

Burnt back, damaged spine and foreign body residue...

Li Qiao rolled her throat, put the medical records on the nurse's desk, turned and walked into the elevator.

That night in the water, the explosion happened suddenly, and the moment she jumped into the sea, she vaguely felt someone standing behind her in the light of the fire.

It was an emergency, and she sank as soon as she entered the water to avoid accidental injury from fragments of the explosion.

Xiao Yehui... What a contradiction.

In the elevator, Li Qiao had mixed feelings in her heart. He hated the six sons, but he showed mercy everywhere.

Obviously, he could kill Yin's mother with one shot, but he only hit her in the back, giving Yin's mother a chance to escape.

On the eve of the bomb detonated on the yacht, he could do nothing and drag them to die together.

But Xiao Yehui still made a gesture, which was the most familiar signal for Qizi to retreat.

...

Another day passed, and Xiao Hongdao was unusually quiet.

The economic summit of politicians from various countries has come to an end. With the departure of the politicians from various countries, Nay Pyi, the capital of Myanmar, has also restored its former peace.

This evening, the main road has not yet been unblocked.

On the way to the hospital, Shang Yu accidentally received a phone call.

After listening to the report inside, the man narrowed his eyes coldly, leaned on the back of his chair and whispered to Liu Yun, "Go to Liaoshan."

Liu Yun quickly said yes, turned the car around forcibly, and headed towards Liaoshan on the other side of the city.

At the same time, Li Qiao was lying in the hospital with her eyes closed, when suddenly, an unusual notification sounded from her phone.

She opened her eyes, fumbled for the phone from under the pillow, opened the built-in program of the watch, and saw that Shang Yu's physical signs had changed.

Heartbeat, too fast.

Li Qiao frowned, her pretty face turned frosty. This was the first time the watch's program had issued an alarm signal.

She was silent for a few seconds, leaned over and took out the laptop hidden under her clothes from the bedside table, and at the same time she turned on the phone, she also dialed out the phone.

"Shaoyan's car, give me real-time road monitoring."

Wu Minmin seemed to be eating. Sensing Li Qiao's tense tone, she gulped down the food like a jujube, and rushed to the study with her pregnant belly in her hands, "Don't worry, don't worry, I'll be right there."

Li Qiao turned on the tracker of the watch, and while observing the location of the car, opened the mailbox.

Wu Minmin moved quickly, cut into the road monitoring and shared it with Li Qiao in real time, "Did you see it? Three cars just drove past Oukan Road, and the speed is not low."

Li Qiao glanced at the monitoring screen that popped up on the screen, tapped the keyboard and continued: "Can you capture the perspective of the car?"

"Your husband's car window film is too dark, I'll try it first." Although Wu Minmin has a perverse personality, she is never ambiguous in business matters.

She quickly launched the wide-angle image capture program, and she was still muttering, "The speed limit on this road is 60, and your husband's speed is almost 120. Is there something serious?"

Li Qiao didn't speak. After sending out the mass encrypted email, she tapped on the edge of the computer with her fingers, waiting for a reply with a slightly irritable expression.

Soon, Wu Minmin cut to a scene and immediately sent it to Li Qiao, "Two minutes and forty-three seconds your husband answered the phone, and then suddenly changed the driving trajectory."