Chapter 272 (1/2)

Lin's group.

The bodyguard car hasn't stopped yet.

Lin Jiangxia couldn't wait to look out through the window.

Outside the building, cars have been parked.

Those cars came from different companies and blocked the door of the building.

She frowned with a faint foreboding in her heart.

When the car stopped, the bodyguard got out of the car to help her open the wheelchair. Just when he helped her from the car to the wheelchair, the sound of the cracked engine sounded on one side.

Lin Jiangxia raised her eyes and was stunned when she saw the limited edition sedan running fast.

It was clearly Zhan beiheng's car.

This is the only one in the whole city.

Even if you don't remember the license plate number, you will never distinguish it wrong.

”Come on, come on, hide me!” Lin Jiangxia danced.

Because of the exaggerated bandage of the palm, her action at the moment looks like a crazy bear.

The bodyguard was stunned. He probably didn't understand why good people should hide.

It's too late.

The gull wing door of the Coupe opened, Zhan beiheng's big long leg first stretched out, and then the whole person came out of the short coupe.

That Sen's cold eyes had fallen straight on Lin Jiangxia's cheeks.

She naturally noticed it, but even if she borrowed three courage to her, she didn't dare to look directly into his eyes.

After all, she escaped from the hospital without telling him.

He can't see me! He can't see me!

Lin Jiangxia adopted the ostrich tactic, lowered his head and prayed silently that he didn't see himself.

But the relentless footsteps shattered her dream.

When the footsteps stopped, she raised her eyes and saw Zhan beiheng standing in front of her.

”Zhan... Brother Zhan, I ran into you here. What a coincidence!” Try to keep smiling. The facial muscles are very stiff.

Zhan beiheng's face was cold. Needless to say, he was angry.

A moment later, he dropped his cold and sharp eyes like an ice cone on the cheek of the bodyguard behind Lin Jiangxia.

The aura was too strong, the bodyguard couldn't hold, and even subconsciously didn't dare to make eye contact with him. They hung their heads one after another, but a cold sweat was seeping from their forehead.

Zhan beiheng didn't say a word. He just walked around behind her and put his hands slowly on the wheelchair.

Sitting in a wheelchair, Lin Jiangxia can feel his hand on it slightly, and his body can be tightened. The whole person is too nervous.

”Sir, you can't...”

The bodyguard is trying to stop.

But the latter words were cut off by Zhan beiheng's Falcon like eyes.

Han lingchu's bodyguard has always been arrogant and domineering, but when he confronted Zhan beiheng, he immediately counseled, looked pale, and almost subconsciously said, ”I'm sorry.”