Wen Shengsheng felt quite uncomfortable.

She mistook someone else for Qin Hemian and hurt him!

"Mr. Qin, I... my fiancé..."

"Wait a moment." Qin Heming made a phone call, and after a few words, he turned to look at Wen Shengsheng and said, "Miss Wen, come with me."

She followed Qin Heming, while Wen Shengsheng watched his back from behind.

The person in charge of the Qin family.

How did his legs become disabled?

These are not things she should be thinking about.

downstairs.

Three luxury cars were parked outside, each with several men in black standing beside them. One of the assistants was holding a black umbrella for Qin Heming.

Wen Shengsheng was genuinely afraid of Qin Heming; he was completely different from Qin Hexuan.

Wen Shengsheng was very reserved in his presence.

Qin Heming looked Wen Shengsheng up and down and said with a smile, "Miss Wen, there's no need to be nervous."

“I…” Wen Shengsheng gave an awkward smile.

After Wen Shengsheng got into the car, she was reserved and did not get close to Qin Heming. The man next to her had a refreshing lemon scent.

He was tall and imposing, and Wen Shengsheng felt a sense of pressure sitting next to him.

Finally, after arriving at the destination.

Qin Heming sat back in his wheelchair and said, "Dr. Song is here."

Unexpectedly, someone rushed over: "President Qin, something has happened to the second young master—" The person looked at Wen Shengsheng.

She didn't understand!

Bang!

A loud bang.

Wen Shengsheng's face and clothes were stained with bright red blood, and the person who had fallen in front of her—

She looked up at the building, trembling, but there was no one there.

And the man who fell down in front of them—

Wen Shengsheng's legs went weak, and she whispered, "Xianzhou...Xianzhou..."

Song Xianzhu lay on the ground, blood flowing more and more.

"Xianzhou—"

Wen Shengsheng screamed with tears streaming down her face. When she went to hug Song Xianzhu, someone stopped her.

"Let me go... I want to surrender the state... Let me go... let me go..."

After receiving a look from Qin Heming, the bodyguard delivered a swift chop to Wen Shengsheng's neck, causing her to faint instantly.

Someone died, and the police arrived.

In her dream, Wen Shengsheng slept very restlessly. Qin Heming patted her hand, but Wen Shengsheng grabbed it tightly in return.

"Xianzhou—Xianzhou—"

Qin Heming stared intently at Wen Shengsheng before looking away.

"Send the prefecture!"

Wen Shengsheng cried out. When she sat up and saw Qin Heming, she asked blankly, "Where is Xianzhou? Song Xianzhou isn't dead, is he?"

"Sorry, you fell from the fourth floor and died instantly!"

"No...it's impossible! How could he be dead? How could he be dead? We agreed to get our marriage certificate. Why? Why did he die? Why?"

Wen Shengsheng clutched her hair, tears streaming down her face.

Suddenly, Wen Shengsheng glared at Qin Heming with hatred and questioned, "Was it Qin Hexuan who did it? Did he kill my Xianzhou?"

"Ms. Wen, the police will give us an answer as to who the real culprit is."

"Who else could it be but him? It must be him." Wen Shengsheng hurriedly got out of bed barefoot.

She wanted to leave, and Qin Heming couldn't stop her.

The bodyguard stood beside Qin Heming and said, "Mr. Qin, the second young master is still waiting."

"If he is the real culprit, the Qin family doesn't need to pay..."

"President Qin, the old lady sent word that she requests that you protect the second young master at all costs and not break his heart."

Qin Heming closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, they were as deep and unfathomable as the sea. He owed Qin Hexuan something.

"Just this once."

"yes."

Qin Heming looked at the sky outside and said, "Keep an eye on Wen Shengsheng, and don't let her do anything foolish."