C150 (1/2)

Xi Yuanzi and Gong Yue walked out of the hospital hall side by side.

Gong Yue hooked his arm around Xi Qianzi's shoulder and tilted his head to look at him, ”Zhe, why are you in such a hurry to show your cards? Our evidence is insufficient. ”

As Abby had said, this was all part of Dean Yang's story, and there was nothing to prove it.

”I understand. Since I have to mention it, it's best if I get it sooner rather than later.”

”I don't understand. It won't do you any good.”

The lake-green eyes were deep and enchanting, suffused with a strong sense of puzzlement.

”Yes, at least we won't need to be kicked out.”

His voice wasn't loud, so Gong Yue didn't hear it.

He lifted his hand and moved his arm away, heading straight for the car.

The black Bugatti Wyvern left, and Gongyue stood where he was, sniffing the dust in the air, shaking his head in confusion.

Out of the corner of his eye, Abby's face suddenly appeared. Subconsciously, he leaned toward a nearby pillar.

Abby slightly lowered his head. His expression was not clear, but he could easily feel that the aura around her body had changed.

Her injury had not yet been treated, and blood was trickling down her fingers, but her reaction to it was cold, as if it didn't hurt at all.

He was like a completely different person compared to his performance in front of Xi Shuo.

When Gong Yue saw this, he suddenly shivered. He had the feeling that this woman had a cold aura all over his body, making his hard to see through.

Perhaps, it was a wise decision for Xi Jianzhe to choose to divorce this woman.

Abby didn't notice Gong Yue's gaze and directly took a taxi to the Phoenix Group.

She sat in the chairman's office and let the assistant beside her help her with the bandages. She looked at him with a hint of regret in her voice.

”Cheng Ming, you're the one who said that there's no problem with that surnamed Yang, why would he bite back at me?”