Chapter 1017 Anger

Big tears welled up in her eyes, flowed silently down her cheeks and chin, and then fell into her clothes.

Yan Yi actually couldn't see clearly anymore. The severe pain in his abdomen even made it impossible for him to accurately feel the wetness on his face.

However, the sudden redness in front of his eyes still made the man vaguely feel that something was wrong.

He frowned, looking extremely tired, but he was still ready to lie down again in front of the girl's tearful eyes, not wanting to show her his face, which was probably terrifying at the moment.

But he had just been awakened from a brief coma by the girl, and it was already very painful for him to look up and lean on the chair. At this moment, if he moved again, he would feel a fishy and sweet taste in his throat.

He couldn't help but turned away and started coughing.

Scarlet liquid dripped from his lips onto his white shirt, spreading a hideous and messy color.

Shen Pianpian burst into tears. She started pressing the door handle to open the car door, but found that the car lock was probably broken and could not be opened no matter what.

"Yan Yi..."

The girl turned to look at Cheng Zhiyuan while crying.

"Open the door..."

The man touched her head and gently pulled her away, then reached in through the window, but still failed to open the door.

He frowned, clenched his fists, and hit the lock hard. After several hits, the car door was finally opened.

Cheng Zhiyuan glanced inside the car and frowned even more. The manager started making a phone call, instructing Secretary Liu, who had already rushed here, to bring a few more people and tools.

At this time, the doctor had come down with an infusion bottle and some instruments, and the crowd made way.

Shen Pianpian stood aside, staring at the doctor who got into the car to examine Yan Yi.

"Ms. Shen! Do you know who these two car owners are?"

"Ms. Shen! May I ask why the owner of the Ferrari attempted to ram you?"

"Miss Shen, from what you just said, this gentleman who risked his life to protect you is your assistant, right?"

"Miss Shen, is this a murder of passion?"

“Miss Shen…”

The reporters who had squeezed into the inner layer at some point were now trying hard to point the microphones and cameras in their hands at Shen Pianpian through the security guards.

The white light flickered continuously, almost covering the sunlight.

She felt like she was standing in a cage of flashing lights, surrounded by malicious inducements and interrogations.

They didn't care about the seriously injured assistant in front of them, nor did they care that I was almost killed just now... No, even if I was hit to death here, they would only rush to take pictures, or even try to put the microphone to my mouth to listen to my last words.

Why... are there such a group of disgusting, profit-seeking people in the world who live on the suffering of others and have no moral bottom line at all?

Amidst the densely packed shots, the girl remained standing still.

She lowered her head slightly, and her pale face as white as paper was revealed between her black hair, which made many reporters very excited.

Cars kept stopping in the distance, and more reporters with cameras and microphones kept pouring out of the cars.

They were like hungry ghosts who had found fat meat. Their eyes were glowing green and they ran as fast as if they were in a race.

"Ms. Shen! May I ask why Mr. Cheng came to the hospital with you? Are you really just going for a routine checkup? Not a prenatal checkup...Ah!!!"

The ending tone suddenly turned into a scream.

Three white teeth spurted out along with blood, causing screams all around.

The reporter who asked the question had fallen to the ground, curled up in pain.

There was a moment of complete stillness.

The reporters holding the microphones slowly shifted their gazes, and when they saw Cheng Zhiyuan, who was facing them with his back to Chen Pianpian and slowly turning his wrist, they all got goosebumps all over their bodies, and then took a step back in fear.