The 99th Divorce

She ... murdered ...

And it was her best friend who killed.

How to do how to do……

Su Qianci's eyes became blurred, his mouth wide open, and he wanted to breathe, but his throat was terribly sobbing.

I do n’t know where the strength came from. I lifted Lu Yihan hard and let him lean on his shoulder, feeling his pain. Su Qianci ’s heart was terrible, and tears kept flowing, blurring his vision: "Support me Take you to the hospital, hold on ... "

The voice choked, Su Qianci almost couldn't hold back, crying out loud.

There can't be anything, there can't be something!

However, before reaching the alley, Lu Yihan couldn't hold it anymore and fell down crookedly.

Su Qianci was tilted by his weight, and the whole person fell uncontrollably, almost overwhelming him.

With a scream, Su Qianci finally couldn't hold back and cried out: "Lu Yihan, don't die, you can't die ..."

Lu Yihan covered her side abdomen, somewhat helpless: "Fool, not a heart, will not die, but it really hurts, lying trough ..."

When he heard that he was still in a joke, Su Qianci was slightly relieved and wiped his tears to stand up. "I'm going to call someone, you hold on, don't die, don't die!"

Su Qianci quickly ran away, and Lu Yihan's consciousness gradually became blurred. Unintentionally, it seemed as if he saw a figure, standing by the window not far away, looking at this side, his eyes cold.

It's been more than ten minutes after arriving at the hospital.

After some rescue, Lu Yihan was out of danger.

Fortunately fortunately, although the glass penetrated three centimeters, it just avoided the intestine, and it did not cause irreparable consequences.

Hearing this news, Su Qianci's stone pressed on his heart finally let go.

The phone rang, Li Sicheng.

"Not yet home?" Li Sicheng's first sentence.

Su Qianci looked at the time. It was already past nine o'clock in the evening. Rong Ma had just made three phone calls. She only said something and asked her to get off work first. She never thought that the news had reached Li Sicheng .

Su Qianci yelled, heard his voice, calmed down with fear for a long time.

"Go back early, Rong Ma is worried about you."

He was also very worried.

Su Qianci deflated his mouth, and felt aggrieved. There were thousands of words he wanted to tell him, but he was in the United States ...

"When will you come back?"

Hearing the grievances in Su Qianci's voice, Li Sicheng slightly pulled his lips, suppressed his mood for a few days, and got a little better.

There was a low voice, and Li Sicheng's voice was calm: "Tomorrow."

"Are you still in New York?"

"Well, the teacher is gone, I am his student, and should help him deal with the future."

Mr. Starr ’s funeral is today.

Just for her meeting, tomorrow.

From New York to Cannes, the fastest time is 12 hours. Somewhat difficult ...

Thinking of the possibility that he could not rush back, Li Sicheng felt a little guilty in his heart, adding: "Have a good rest. I will be there as soon as possible at the meeting tomorrow night."

"Oh ..." Su Qianci was disappointed. "Then I'll wait for you to come back."

"Dimon ..." Someone over the phone called Li Sicheng's English name.

"Huh." Li Sicheng responded, "Go back early and wait for me to come back."

"Ok!"

"When I go back, let's ... make up the wedding, how?"

"Supplement of the wedding?" Su Qianci was stunned. When he thought of marrying him, he simply had a meal with the two of them, which was indeed a bit shabby.

I just didn't expect that this was actually mentioned by Li Sicheng first!

Ecstatic, but deliberately reserved: "Is this necessary?"

"Yes, I want everyone to know that you are Li Sicheng's wife."

Su Qianci's mood flew up at once, "Well, good!"