Half a month later, Su Guoyao's injury was stable, but he still didn't wake up. At Jiang Lan's suggestion, Su Guoyao was discharged from the hospital and returned to the mountainside villa. Jiang Lan also returned to the mountainside villa on the grounds of taking care of Su Guoyao.
This day is what Jiang Lan has been waiting for for a long time.
Mountainside Villa. The most luxurious residential area in Yuncheng is the place Jiang Lan is proud of.
From the day she left, Jiang Lan has been thinking about returning here all the time.
Only here can she live a life worthy of her.
Jiang Lan even felt that no one was qualified to live here except her.
Looking at Su Guoyao who was unconscious on the bed, Jiang Lan smiled all over her face, although she was a little ruthless. But it achieved the effect she wanted, and it was worth it.
As for her feelings for Su Guoyao?
This is a joke.
She has never fallen in love with this man. If it wasn't for the sake of the Su family's wealth, how could she have married Su Guoyao?
"Su Guoyao. You just lie down honestly for the rest of your life. I will have the final say on the Su family in the future." Jiang Lan said with a proud face, and the bag in her hand hit Su Guoyao's face directly, regardless of whether she would or not. It will hurt Su Guoyao.
At this time, there was the sound of someone's footsteps going upstairs, and Jiang Lan hurriedly took the bag off Su Guoyao's face.
Su Yingxia had just walked into the door of the room, and Jiang Lan's eyes were red with tears.
"Mom, don't be sad, Dad will get better." Su Yingxia comforted.
Jiang Lan nodded, and said with a slightly sobbing voice: "Your father is lucky, he will definitely get better, and the murderer must be caught, and he must not be allowed to go unpunished."
Su Yingxia nodded with a firm expression.
She will find a way to find the driver who made a fuss and escaped. Even if the entire Yuncheng is dug three feet into the ground, she must let the perpetrator come out and take responsibility.
"I will."
Since then, Jiang Lan used the excuse of taking care of Su Guoyao. Stayed at the mountainside villa.
the center of the earth.
When the exquisite man heard the news, he laughed triumphantly. As long as he controlled Han Sanqian's lifeline, Han Sanqian would become a dog at his command.
"No matter how strong you are and how good you are at fighting, you will still bow down to me and tell me that you are really looking forward to the day when she will give birth. After the child is born, you will have to kneel in front of me." The exquisite man said proudly.
Since the group arena match between Han Sanqian and Dao Twelve, Han Sanqian was locked up again and has not shown up for a long time.
The gopher is very worried about his situation, because he is most likely to be Han Sanqian himself. Although he doesn't know why he came here, but if he continues to be targeted by the center of the earth, in the gopher's view, Han Sanqian has only a dead end one.
Silently counting the lines of time on his arm, day after day passed, but Han Sanqian was still not seen, which made the gopher more worried that he might not be locked up. Instead, he was killed by the center of the earth.
During the wind break that day, the gopher's hopes were dashed again, because he still didn't see Han Sanqian.
Guan Yong was far away from the gopher, and he didn't dare to approach it, because he found that the gopher was very irritable during this time, threatening to kill him if he disagreed with him, which made Guan Yong feel a sense of crisis with the tiger, so he would rather be with the gopher. Put some distance away.
At this time, Dao Twelve appeared, and the gopher subconsciously stood up, and he appeared. Why hasn't Han Sanqian appeared yet?
After looking at several insiders in the center of the earth, the gopher gritted his teeth and walked towards Knife Twelve.
Regardless of whether getting close to Dao Twelve will attract the special attention of those insiders, Gopher has to do this, he has to know whether the masked man is really what he thinks. JrNovels.com