Chapter 986 Don't You Want To Be Responsible?

Chapter 986 Don't You Want To Be Responsible?

Probably no one expected that the man holding Margaret was Feng Yi, the second son of the Earl's Mansion.

Seeing this, He Chen squinted at Feng Yi's shirt collar, and teased frivolously, "Did you get what you wanted?"

Feng Yi pursed his thin lips, and hugged Margaery tightly with his strong arms, "Go to the hospital."

Jin Rong took the cigarette from the corner of his mouth and narrowed his eyes, "Xiao Yeyan?"

Feng Yi gestured to the back, and then walked in front of Old George and Shang Zonghai, "The Crown Prince, Uncle Shang, you are laughing at me."

Old George was obviously out of shape. He looked at Margaery who was still moaning, and then looked up at Feng Yi, "This...what's going on?"

"It's a long story, I'll explain it to you later."

Feng Yi's deep eye sockets were full of worry and anxiety, and his breathing was also disordered.

Soon, He Chen saw the clue, and was about to call Liu Yun to drive them to the hospital. After a closer look, he narrowed his eyes suspiciously, "Where is Liu Yun?"

Shang Zonghai said lightly, "Wei Ang."

"Yes, sir."

Wei Ang took the order and turned back to the helicopter, "Second Master Feng, I'll take you to the hospital."

Feng Yi hurriedly walked and got into the cabin with difficulty, before he let out a long sigh of relief.

Then, Margaret, who was in a daze in her arms, started to grope around him again, "And..."

Wei Ang almost broke the handle of the helicopter.

What do you want?

The veins on Feng Yi's forehead were exposed, and he held her back tightly, with a forbearing expression on his face, "Don't move."

"Don't you want to be responsible?" Margaery rubbed against his arms, muttering sullenly, "If you dare to start messing around and end up giving up, I'll let uncle kill you."

Although Margery was taken with the medicine, but after two rounds of fighting, the effects of the medicine have worn off a lot.

Fortunately in misfortune, the person who wanted her was not Xiao Yeyan, but her first love who had long been hidden in the room.

Damn Challman, not only drugged her, but also lit aphrodisiac incense in the room.

At this time, Wei Ang was thinking about life while flying the plane.

What the hell happened in the bungalow?

Why did Second Prince Feng stay with Princess Margaery?

Where did Xiao Yeyan go?

And... Both of these two people have a strong sense of lust, and Second Young Master Feng probably doesn't know that his shirt buttons are buttoned wrong.

After the helicopter flew away, Jin Rong looked at He Chen, "When did Feng Laoer come back?"

He Chen shook his head, "I'm afraid only Li Qiao and Shao Yan know."

"It's no wonder that Shaoyan was indifferent when Margaret was sent in. It seems that he has already made arrangements." Zong Zhan said with emotion.

There were shadows in He Chen's eyes, and he spoke vaguely, "Not necessarily."

He knew Shang Shaoyan better than anyone else, and his indifference just now was really indifferent.

While speaking, Xiao Yeyan was dragged out by Su Moshi and Song Liao.

Shen Qingye followed behind them, his walking posture was a bit weird, his eyes were fixed on the blood stains under Xiao Yeyan's feet without blinking, the more he looked at it, the more painful it became.

This fellow...had his life cut off, and he fainted from the pain a long time ago.

I don't know who it is, it's so ruthless.

At this moment, Shang Zonghai looked at the unconscious Xiao Yeyan calmly, and then looked at Song Liao, "Girl said, you know what to do next."

Song Liao nodded sternly, "Don't worry, Mr. Shang, I will hand him over to the International Drug Enforcement Agency."

Lord Shang...

A thin smile flashed across Shang Zonghai's eyes, "Then go, his mission has been completed."

Old George turned his head sideways, with a suspicious expression on his face, "Xiao Yeyan has solid evidence of drug trafficking, and there is no reason why Chellman can rescue him from the International Drug Enforcement Agency. I am afraid there is something tricky in it."

Song Liao dragged Xiao Yeyan for two steps, and when he heard the sound, he replied naively: "You are worrying too much. Because we found out later that Xiao Hongdao gave up on Boss Xiao, so he will definitely play Xiao Yeyan's idea, son The cub will just follow the plan."

Old George was dubious, "How can you see that?"

Xiao Yehui is the heir cultivated by Xiao Hongdao. He has an orthodox background and has inherited the duke.

Song Liao was dumb, and was thinking about his words. Su Moshi who was at the side spoke in an obscure tone, "Because compared with a useless person, Xiao Hongdao can only take second place."

Xiao Yehui's spine was damaged and he refused to undergo surgery.

Moreover, the damage to the spine directly led to the impairment of his hematopoietic function.

Xiao Yehui gave up all treatments.

Su Moshi couldn't tell what it was like to live here.

Nothing to do with any entanglements, only endless regrets.

...

The next day, at five o'clock in the morning, dawn broke in the east.

In Yangnan City, Linshi, the capital of Myanmar, a room on the top floor of an earthen building faintly lit up.

Yin Zhihong knocked on the door with breakfast in his hand, Xiao Hongdao followed behind him.

The confidant pushed him in, and then guarded the door.

The room was tightly guarded inside and out, and even the windows were sealed with iron bars, making it impossible to leave.

At this moment, Li Qiao was sitting cross-legged on the bed reading a book, and did not lift her head when she heard the voice, "I don't drink milk."

Yin Zhihong put down the tray without hesitation, and said in a bad tone, "It's good to have something to eat, why don't you choose?"

"Old Yin." Xiao Hongdao warned in a low voice, and Yin Zhihong immediately retreated to the wall, acting very humble.

Li Qiao closed the book, tilted her head to look at Xiao Hong and said, "Now can we talk about your purpose?"

"You're so smart, you shouldn't ask me." Xiao Hongdao leaned on the wheelchair with a rare gentle expression on his face.

Li Qiao stared at the book on pregnant women, and teased, "Don't say you want to wait for my child to be born and train him to be your successor."

"Haha..." Xiao Hongdao laughed loudly and pointed at Li Qiao, "You are really the smartest child I have ever seen. If I had known this, I should have let Ah Hui pursue you. Maybe everything today would not be the same. It will happen."

Li Qiao looked at her calmly and calmly, held her chin, and asked suspiciously: "So, what are Xiao Yehui and Xiao Yeyan to you?"

A pawn at his mercy?

Or is it a tool to maintain family glory?

Li Qiao thought she had no plans to spare, but she only underestimated Xiao Hongdao's ruthlessness.

As a father, he unequivocally gave up on Xiao Yehui, who was seriously injured, and chose Xiao Yeyan instead.

But at this moment, it was obvious that Xiao Yeyan was abandoned by him as well.

Xiao Hongdao rubbed his fingers, and his deep eyes fell on Li Qiao's stomach, "A useless person is naturally nothing. Little girl, with your IQ, you can give birth to a child. You should be glad that you are pregnant now. You got pregnant, otherwise you would have been reunited with your parents underground last night."

Li Qiao glanced at him sideways, "You're not afraid of retribution for killing so many people?"

"Retribution?" Xiao Hongdao sighed, and muttered to himself, "My greatest retribution is to allow Ah Hui to get to know you. Otherwise, he wouldn't be a helpless Ah Dou until now."

Li Qiao echoed: "Xiao Yehui's greatest retribution is to have a wolf-hearted father like you."