Liu Zhiyuan could vaguely hear the sound of a car braking at the door, and then she heard the door of the villa being kicked open.

She blinked in surprise until she was sure it was her husband Song Ling.

In an instant, all her fears turned to relief.

She cried hoarsely: "Uncle, save me..."

Song Ling saw her helplessly being pressed to the ground, her back covered in blood, and a terrible aura emanating from her body.

He walked over here like a god of death, his eyes like deep pools reflecting a sharp murderous aura, and he walked over quickly.

The driver's body shook subconsciously. He had never seen such a look before.

Sharp, cold, and domineering, it makes people feel scared.

His steps seemed to be stepping on the heart, and every step made it difficult to breathe.

Lin Jinrong was slightly stunned when she saw him, then curled her lips in disdain, "Why are you here? Why don't you look at yourself in the mirror and take a look at yourself..."

She wanted to laugh at the poor doctor.

However, when Song Ling gave her a cold look, she immediately shut up.

She stumbled at his cold aura.

Damn, is she possessed?

Are you actually afraid of this poor doctor? Song Ling stepped forward and kicked the driver in the abdomen.

While the driver was still in a state of stunned panic, he was kicked and hit the back wall.

He lay on the ground, holding his stomach and wailing in pain.

"ah……"

When Liu Zhiyuan saw Song Ling appear, it was like suddenly seeing a rainbow in the cloudy sky.

He had just kicked the driver and she felt so handsome.

Although he didn't say a word, his strong aura made her feel safe.

At this moment, she was not afraid of anything.

She raised her eyes and looked at him with her lips curved, unconsciously charming and soft.

"Uncle, carry me home. My back hurts..."