Fu Yechuan knew that this time, he came prepared.

He personally came to the door, and Fu Qiyun reluctantly agreed to go to inspect Su Yifeng.

Su Nan paused at his feet, his face changed, and the tangle and complexity in his eyes were intertwined.

A trace of pain and forbearance flashed in his eyes.

She was willing to go with him, but she couldn't ignore Su Yifeng's life.

Before Fu Yechuan had time to be happy, Shang Qian turned around with a smile, clenched her hand tightly, and said neither light nor serious:

"Do people who take advantage of people's danger still have the face to threaten people here?"

Everyone saw that the aura of the two people seemed to be in a silent contest.

The crowd was silent.

This scene was filmed, and it was simply a battle of the century.

Fu Yechuan smiled, a bit wanton and shameless:

"You have to have money to take advantage of people's dangers. After all, it's useless to play emotional cards. It's not known who will have the last laugh."

He has the biggest bargaining chip in his hand.

From the beginning, he never thought he would have a chance.

But this opportunity fell on his head, how could he not seize it?

Fu Yechuan thought to himself, even if he was shameless or despicable, as long as he could start over with Su Nan, even if it cost him his life, he would be willing.

When Shang Qian heard the words, he glanced at his lips disdainfully, and glanced at him ironically.

Then, he tightened Su Nan's hand and walked forward quietly.

"Then just wait and see, Mr. Fu, don't take yourself too seriously..."

Su Nan pursed her lips. Her whole person seemed to be out of control at all. She knew that if she missed this opportunity, the possible consequences would be unpredictable.

But she couldn't refuse Shang Qian here.

She can't arbitrarily hurt a person who is infinitely tolerant to her.

Shang Qian's hand seemed to have a kind of power, and it poured into her endless support and reason.

Let her leave calmly and calmly in the crowd.

Along the way, countless images were intertwined in her mind.

Behind him lies a dark abyss, a source of pain and indifference.

But the person who held her hand and stood in front of her was beautiful surrounded by light.

She looked at him until she went outside and saw Shang Qian's car.

He seemed to be in a good mood and very happy.

Opening the car door, he smiled:

"Don't worry about Uncle's body, I found a very powerful person for you."

Su Nan blinked, not understanding what he meant.

The man in the car bent slightly and stuck his head out.

"President Shang, is this Miss Su?"

A man who looked ordinary and wore black-rimmed glasses appeared. He wore simple and simple clothes, but there was no stage fright or anxiety in his conversation.

Su Nan pursed her lips, "This is..."

"Hello, Miss Su, I'm the junior brother of Professor Chen Ping who performed surgery on your father fifteen years ago. My name is Chen Yu."

He simply opened his mouth and smiled, "Perhaps you don't recognize me, but I do. I was involved in that operation fifteen years ago, but unfortunately I was too young, and my brother wouldn't let me do the surgery..."

Su Nan's darkened eyes lighted up every inch, and even felt sour, and her eyes were a little wet.

She raised her eyes, looked at Shang Qian, and excitedly took his hand.

Shang Qian patted her shoulder and coaxed her soothingly:

"Don't get excited, get in the car and talk."

It seemed like a ray of light enveloped Su Nan, who was almost desperate.

She bent over to get in the car, and the other party gave her a place. Shang Qian sat in the co-pilot's seat very considerately, allowing her to have enough space to inquire.

It's just that before he had time to drive, suddenly a dark and sharp figure stood in front of the heavy.

The driver was stunned: "Mr. Shang..."