Emperor Shao, Your Wife’s Vest Shocked the World

Xia Qinghan: "..."

"Di Jiaze won't be in the hospital, he should be on his way to save you now." Yuchi Ye's smile was as clear as air.

Xia Qinghan: "..."

"You play me!"

Have been talking to her for so long!

Fake so many pretense with her!

His goal was not to destroy Xia Yunshen for surgery, nor to set her on fire.

Instead, transfer Di Jiaze and let Song Yu enter the ward to kill Song Ci?

, but he wears the mask of death all day long.

Simply.

Xia Qinghan was almost unsteady.

She couldn't imagine that Song Yu succeeded, Song Ciruo died...

She is really going to lose her footing.

"Are you nervous about Song Ci's life or death, or are you worried that Di Jiaze won't come to save you?" Yuchi Ye stared at her face, not wanting to miss her every expression.

Xia Qinghan's breathing was short and messy, she was dying, she was dying.

She has to stop those things from happening!

Song Yu can't go all the way to the dark!

He can't step on Lieutenant Chi Ye's pirate ship again.

They are different people.

"Are you worried that Song Ci will be killed by Song Yu?" Yuchi Ye once again refused to miss any expression on her face, he found that whenever Song Ci's name was mentioned, Xia Qinghan's breath would be So messy that her expression was flustered.

"Why do you always want to get rid of those people who you have never met and who are not involved in the slightest? Why do you always instigate others to commit crimes?" Xia Qinghan's voice was chilling to the bone.

Yu Chi Ye looked at her calmly at the moment, and after a while, a soft and warm smile bloomed, and she opened her lips in confusion and longing: "It's fun."

"Fun...you kill me..." She almost said the word me again, he killed her, he told her it was fun! ?

She is now instigating Song Yu to kill Song Ci, and he said it was fun?

"Why don't you play yourself dead, you play with yourself, what are you doing to involve innocent people!" It's no use getting angry with him, he can still laugh, laugh So warm, as if there was no malice at all.

"It's coming soon, I'm going to kill myself." Yuchi Ye bared his white teeth, his smile remained the same.

More and more interesting.

He seems to have found something amazing again.

"Do you like Song Ci? At first, you were not excited or questioned. When Song Ci was involved, your whole mood became wrong."

His observation is too keen.

Xia Qinghan disappeared in front of him.

She has nothing to do with Song Ci in this life.

She didn't want him to die either, but was killed by Song Yu!

Xia Qinghan picked up the chair and smashed the glass hard, again and again, the glass did not move.

The fire swept through, and the raging fire seemed to be crazy, and it gradually ran around, and a burning wooden board fell from the top of the head.

Thanks to Xia Qinghan for reacting in time and dodging, otherwise the plank would fall on her head, and she would suffer a concussion if she didn't faint.

Yu Chi Ye looked at this from her side, and when he saw her dodging, he smiled, "I was just thinking how good it would be if the wooden board hit you, and knocked you out, I would It can defile you with integrity."

Crazy!

At this time, I still think about that kind of thing!

Xia Qinghan said: "Do you really want to die here?"

"If you stay with me, it's okay." Yuchi Ye pursed his lips and thought about it.

Crack!

The flames were fierce and hot, quickly swallowing the vitality of the cafe.

From this moment on.

She won't say a word of nonsense to Yuchi Ye.

She squinted, avoiding the falling beam while searching for an exit.

She doesn't believe it, people like Yuchi Ye won't stay behind.

People like him who arbitrarily despise other people's lives generally cherish their lives.

Yu Chi Ye is human after all, and he can't hold the smoke, he coughs hard while covering his mouth and nose.

"Whether we can survive or not depends on you, Master Xia."

After all, he sat in the corner, letting the flames burn in front of him.

Time is passing little by little.

No one can open the door from the outside.

He was ready to die.

.

"Hurry up, hurry up." On the highway, Di Jiaze frequently raised his hand to check the time.

The bodyguard driving was very helpless and anxious, "Young Master, we are already very fast, there is no way, there are too many cars crossing the bridge and it is a bit blocked."

"How long will it take to get out of here?" Di Jiaze was on the verge of running away, and it has been delayed for two minutes. If the traffic jam takes half an hour, then he...

"Young Emperor, I'm already very fast." The bodyguard could only comfort him.

Do you know how terrifying he looks now?

It's like the emotions have reached a critical point, to collapse, to be destroyed, to be shattered.

His eyes were red and red like a wild beast.

Di Jiaze checked the time again.

Half an hour ago, I received a regular text message from Yuchi Ye.

He said he was with Xia Qinghan.

That's it.

He quickly located the address of the cafe.

Even if Yuchi Ye didn't say anything else, he subconsciously felt that something was wrong.

"How long will it be blocked?" Di Jiaze's anger reached its peak.

"I don't know." The bodyguard shook his head in fear, this line was blocked, it would take at least half an hour, but he dared not say it.

Di Jiaze gritted his teeth, his heart was overwhelmed, he simply ignored it, pushed the door and jumped out of the car.

"Young Master, what are you doing!" The bodyguard's eyelids jumped.

"This is the Xiangjiang Bridge, don't run around!"

Is this the emperor he knew?

That wise man, no matter where he is, he is calm and can handle it with ease?

What is he doing?

He jumped out of the car with a dashing attitude?

Isn't it just to see Young Master Xia, as for being in such a hurry?

"Young Master Emperor, your image..." Di Jiaze could no longer hear the last voice of the bodyguard.

He can't hear anything now!

The wind whistled in his ears, sleet fell in the sky, his face was aching from the biting cold wind, and his body was extremely cold.

However, he has lost his senses, and there is only one thought in his heart, he has to run forward quickly, to get to that cafe quickly.

What kind of image and demeanor is not important.

He has to be faster, faster.

Di Jiaze almost ran for several kilometers in one go, his whole body was shivering with cold, his cheeks and nose were flushed red.

After getting off the bridge, there is no traffic jam on the road.

He stopped a taxi immediately.