Chapter 93 She is sick
When Su Yuwan and Su Yan were carried out, they had extensive burns on their bodies. Su Yan, in particular, had completely shielded Su Yuwan with her body, which caused her burns to be especially severe.
Jiang Yimian stood calmly to the side, watching the two people being carried out on stretchers. Firefighters, police officers, doctors, and nurses rushed around, and the scene was chaotic.
Bo Jinzhou draped his coat over her shoulders and hugged her. "Let's go."
Jiang Yimian nodded. Chu Yao and Tan Yusu looked at her worriedly, afraid that her post-traumatic stress disorder would relapse, but she just shook her head and said nothing.
Tan Yusu complained, "Why did you call the police? You might as well have let them burn to death inside."
Chu Yao's voice was grave: "We can't really let Mianmian kill someone, can we?"
He straightened up, put on his suit jacket, and said, "Let's go see Mianmian."
Turning her head, she noticed that Tan Yusu's lip was cut. She curled her lips into a smile and said with a teasing look, "Little Su Su, the show just started and you disappeared. Where did you go to steal some fish? Look how intense you are."
Tan Yusu's face flushed instantly, as if something had occurred to her. She avoided eye contact and said, "I didn't mean anything by it. Oh, let's go."
After returning home, Jiang Yimian went to sleep. Chu Yao and Tan Yusu left when they saw that she was alright.
Bo Jinzhou changed into his home clothes and brewed medicine for her in the kitchen.
Watching from the side, Wang Ma said, "The heat shouldn't be too high; it has to be simmered slowly."
Bo Jinzhou pursed his thin lips, his eyes focused. When the phone rang, he walked out of the kitchen.
"Mr. Bo, we've already given instructions from above, so your wife doesn't need to go to the police station."
"good."
Bo Jinzhou made another call, which was quickly answered; it was SM's legal department.
“Send a lawyer’s letter to the Lu family, suing Lu Yiwan for attempting to burn my wife to death.”
SM Entertainment's legal team consists entirely of graduates from top universities with first-class professional skills; there is simply no chance of winning against them.
He stood tall and elegant, one hand in his pocket, in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the branches covered in ice and snow outside the window, crystal clear, the cold air kept out by the glass window, his eyes deep and dark.
Jiang Yimian's undisguised hatred filled his mind. His throat felt dry and itchy. He lit a cigarette, and the smoke swirled around him, partially obscuring his sharp features. His fingertips trembled as he held the cigarette.
Maid: "Sir, there is a Mr. Huo outside the door who claims to be an old friend of yours."
Bo Jinzhou concealed the emotions in his eyes, put the cigarette between his teeth, and said, "Let him in."
Huo Yun, dressed in a brown leather jacket, military green cargo pants, and boots, swaggered in without any hesitation.
He plopped down on the sofa, resting his hands on his back, and said, "Mr. Bo, your sofa is nice. Can I have it?"
Bo Jinzhou sat down on the single sofa, took the cigarette out of his mouth, and flicked the ash. "This is the furniture prepared for the wedding room. If you really like it, I'll have a set custom-made for you."
Huo Yun shamelessly agreed: "Okay, but I don't have a place to stay in Yanjing for the time being, I'll deliver it later."
He looked smug and triumphant, a stark contrast to Bo Jinzhou's deep melancholy. "I've decided to do something serious in Yanjing, and I've come to ask Mr. Bo for advice on where I should open the casino."
"You are knowledgeable and well-traveled, and a native of Yanjing, so you must know which locations are good."
Bo Jinzhou raised an eyebrow. "A casino?"
Huo Yun said with great pride, "I'm going to open the biggest casino in Yanjing."
Bo Jinzhou crossed his long legs and leaned back lazily. "This isn't Hong Kong. You'd probably be shut down before you even open for business."
Huo Yun clicked his tongue, "What a hassle."
"By the way, how's your wife? Shouldn't you celebrate with a good meal and drinks now that you've gotten your revenge?"
Bo Jinzhou's lowered eyes were so deep that they were unreadable. He simply said, "She is sick and needs to rest."
*
At the Jiang residence, Lu Wenchang returned home and locked himself in his study.
He made a phone call to the other end.
His suppressed voice was filled with barely contained rage: "You promised that the photos and videos would be destroyed. Boss Huo claims to be a big shot in Hong Kong, and this is how you do things? You're unethical, have no integrity, and try to have your cake and eat it too. Aren't you afraid of getting yourself killed?"
"Chairman Lu, you must have misunderstood. Our boss is notorious in Hong Kong for being unreasonable. He always gives to whoever offers the highest price and the most valuable item. The meager amount you're offering isn't even enough for our boss to have a meal."
Lu Wenchang was so angry that he had a heart attack. He gave him a full ten million. What kind of stomach can eat ten million in one meal?
A loud noise came from the study. Lu Wenchang smashed his phone, and the inkstone on the table crashed heavily to the ground. The servants downstairs were so frightened that they didn't dare to breathe.
The police came to his door and took him away for investigation. Su Yuwan and Su Yan were still in the operating room.
Leaving the cloud, Huo Yun, a cigarette dangling from his lips, glanced at the villa. "It's quite beautiful. Should I get one and live here too?"
The idea was put into action immediately: "Asen."
Ah Sen: "Boss, are you really buying? Aren't you going back to Hong Kong?"
Huo Yun crossed his arms, adopting a "I'm the boss" attitude, and said, "If I'm going to make something of myself in Yanjing, wouldn't it be appropriate for me to not have a mansion?"
"Look how impressive Mr. Bo is, buying such a big villa to keep his mistress. I want to follow suit."
To hide a mistress, you first need to have a mistress to hide her from.
Ah Sen thought this, but didn't dare say it out loud, afraid of getting slapped.
A white Porsche drove up, and Huo Yun stood there with his arms crossed, watching, but the Porsche suddenly turned around and drove off.
Huo Yun quickly opened the door of the SUV. "Ah Sen, get in."
The black SUV raced like a wild beast, relentlessly pursuing the white Porsche ahead.
Tan Yusu was worried about Jiang Yimian, so when they were almost home, she asked the driver to go to Yunduan again. Unexpectedly, she found that bastard there, which scared her so much that she immediately told the driver to turn around and leave.
She never expected this guy to be so perceptive and actually spot her. Her lips were still throbbing slightly, and she was now as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
"Uncle Xu, go faster and shake off the people behind us."
This was the first time Uncle Xu had encountered something like this either. "Miss, did you offend someone outside?"
Tan Yusu covered her face. She had not only offended him, but she had offended a great demon king.
"Uncle Xu, my life depends on you."
Uncle Xu didn't expect it to be so serious. He stepped on the gas, but you can't go too fast in the city, and unfortunately, he rear-ended another vehicle.
The driver got out of the car demanding an explanation, and Tan Yusu saw the man behind him get out of the car and walk towards them step by step.
She took a mask out of her bag, put it on, put on her suit jacket, opened the car door, and crossed the traffic to escape.
She was very close to her brother's company, so she quickened her pace to hide. She didn't dare look back and hurriedly moved around in her high heels.
Suddenly, a tall, arrogant figure appeared on the path ahead. Tan Yusu stopped in her tracks, her face turning deathly pale.
Huo Yun smiled and beckoned to her with his finger.
Tan Yusu lifted her skirt and turned to run away again, but Ah Sen was waiting for her there.
I truly experienced what it's like to be caught between a rock and a hard place.
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