bestfiction Chapter 213 Surviving the Disaster
Chapter 213 Surviving the Disaster
Both men were smoking silently.
In the silence, the cell phone rang.
Fu Chengli glanced at the words "Bai Lu" on the caller ID and answered the phone.
"explain."
Bai Lingsen whispered, "President Fu, I have prepared all the materials as you instructed. If we want to deal with the Du family, this evidence is enough to be fatal."
Fu Chengli gave a faint "hmm".
"Let's do it."
The initial reason for supporting Du Yun and Du Sheng was partly to keep an eye on the Fu family's business in Yuncheng.
On the other hand, not long after Old Master Du passed away, Du Yun pleaded desperately, searching everywhere for a powerful patron, and finally found Fu Chengli.
Back then, they humbly begged for favors and acted like servants to everyone. Now that the Du brothers have power and capital, they want to turn their backs on them.
However, a puppet is just a puppet.
Not only are they disobedient, but they also cause trouble and mischief.
It has no value.
Fu Chengli suddenly spoke up again, asking, "Bai Lu, after this evidence is exposed, the Du family will follow the clues to find you. Have you considered your way out?"
Bai Lingsen smiled bitterly: "President Fu, Du Yun and Du Sheng ruined my family. I have been lying low in the Du family for so many years, just for this moment. I can't wait for them to die."
"I'll take your generous reward and fly far away. I already have a way out."
Bai Lingsen let out a long sigh of relief, as if a huge burden had been lifted from his shoulders.
Fu Chengli hung up the phone.
Li Xiuzhe casually asked, "Who?"
The cigarette butt on his fingertip was about to burn out when Fu Chengli stepped on it and extinguished it.
He glanced at Li Xiuzhe and said quietly, "Ye Rao's ex-boyfriend."
Li Xiuzhe choked on a mouthful of smoke.
"Cough cough... What? Cough, explain yourself clearly..."
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Consciousness gradually returned.
A regular "beep beep" sound came from my ears.
The air was filled with the smell of disinfectant.
An Ying tried to open her eyes, and all she saw was a bright ceiling.
She slightly moved her curled-up fingers.
The twitching muscles made her feel sore all over.
My shoulder hurts the most.
Where am i?
Why does my whole body hurt?
In the end what happened?
After a long pause, An Ying finally managed to recall the last scene before she closed her eyes.
Du Sheng's face was contorted in a ferocious grimace.
The gun muzzle was pitch black.
Her sudden lunge.
And there were deafening gunshots...
Oh right, I got shot.
I survived.
He narrowly escaped death and survived a near-death experience.
An Ying gave a helpless twitch of her lips.
Looking back on my life over the past twenty-five years.
Suddenly I realized that I'm actually quite lucky.
They were abandoned at birth and sent to an orphanage.
But he met a loving adoptive mother.
She survived being involved in such a serious incident as kidnapping and shooting.
Suddenly, the ward door opened.
"An Ying!"
An Ying recognized Ye Rao's voice.
She felt more at ease.
An Ying turned her head to look over.
Ye Rao looked somewhat haggard.
An Ying wanted to speak, but her throat was dry and she couldn't make a sound.
Ye Rao quickly poured a glass of warm water and carefully fed her the water with a straw.
An Ying felt she had recovered somewhat.
"How many days have I been lying here?"
Ye Rao's eyes were red: "After your surgery, you were in a coma for two days before you woke up. I was so worried. I'm so glad you're okay now."
An Ying: "Am I seriously injured?"
Ye Rao: "You weren't shot in any vital areas, and you were taken to the hospital in time. Chen Xi told me that after you were shot, Fu Chengli went almost crazy. He didn't even wait for an ambulance; he just carried you into his car, ran all the red lights, and sped you to the hospital..."
Fu Chengli........
An Ying paused, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "Is he alright?"
Ye Rao pouted: "You should worry about yourself. Young Master Fu is perfectly fine; he can walk, jump, and leap..."
Just then, the ward door opened.
Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived.
Fu Chengli stood at the door, staring intently at the weak girl on the hospital bed.
Li Xiuzhe followed them in and pulled Ye Rao outside.
"Come on, let's talk alone."
Ye Rao frowned: "What are you talking about all of a sudden?"
Li Xiuzhe huffed, "Your ex-boyfriend, surnamed Bai."
Ye Rao was stunned for a moment, and then Li Xiuzhe dragged her out of the ward.
In the spacious VIP ward, only An Ying and Fu Chengli remained.