The Yandere Male Lead Chases Me-Chapter 891: Lord Hero Is Too Wicked 13

Su Yan stood up from his embrace.

Tick-tock, tick-tock, the blood mixed with the scent of grass filled the air.

Looking down, there was a new scratch on her arm.

She didn’t know where it got scraped.

The blood flowed down her arm, dripping from her fingertips to the ground.

Her hair was disheveled, looking somewhat embarrassed.

Hong Ye hurriedly squatted down and checked Feng Rong up and down.

Then, he frowned and looked up.

"Young master, your leg is broken."

Feng Rong’s face was pale.

There was no emotional fluctuation on his face.

He just stared intently at Su Yan.

Not knowing what he was thinking.

Quickly, the car drove in.

A few people worked together to lift Feng Rong into the car.

Su Yan was also forcibly ’invited’ into the car by Hong Ye.

The whole way was silent.

Quickly, the car arrived at the hospital entrance.

People were already waiting there.

As soon as the car door opened, Feng Rong was placed on a stretcher and pulled into the hospital.

Two hours later.

In the VIP ward.

Feng Rong’s leg was in a cast, lying on the bed.

He had an IV drip in his hand.

His eyelids were drooping, blocking his vision.

Coupled with his current appearance, just looking at him made people painfully sympathetic.

But as soon as his eyelids lifted, his dark eyes were filled with a chilling menace.

Looking at Hong Ye standing beside him,

"How’s the investigation on the bomb going?"

Hong Ye shook his head,

"The cameras were all destroyed, and the room was blown up. For now, we can’t suspect anyone in particular."

The two were talking.

There was a knock on the door.

The door was ajar, and standing at the door was the bodyguard, who saw that the person coming in was the one who saved the young master.

He did not stop her.

Su Yan slowly pushed the door open and walked in.

The wound on her arm had already been treated.

It was wrapped in gauze.

When she fell, her right wrist had supported her weight.

As a result, stones got stuck in the flesh, leaving some blood marks.

Her right hand was also bandaged.

The dress Su Yan was wearing had long been changed; she was now in hospital clothes.

As soon as she walked into the ward.

Hong Ye and Feng Rong’s gazes fell on her.

Feng Rong looked away,

"What do you want?"

Su Yan hesitated for a moment, then nodded,

"I want to go home."

Hong Ye saw that he essentially had nothing more to do here.

He automatically walked out of the ward to continue investigating the bomb incident.

Feng Rong listened to Su Yan’s words.

Looking at her obedient appearance.

Always looking at her, quiet and well-behaved.

As pure as a blank sheet of paper.

Needing someone to protect her to prevent being deceived.

Now, this was the third time they had met.

Every time they met, it always felt like this woman would surprise him in different ways.

The first time, she managed to subdue his men with such a frail body.

The second time, she somehow went in and dismantled the bomb from under the seat in an orderly manner.

The third time, this time now.

Feng Rong’s thin lips showed a smile,

"Does my little stepmom need my permission to return? Why come to me specifically just to say that?"

Su Yan spoke,

"I’m out of money."

Feng Rong was taken aback.

Su Yan spoke up,

"The bag I brought was left at the venue. I can’t go back."

Feng Rong nodded,

"Is my little stepmom here to borrow money from me?"

Su Yan nodded, then shook her head,

"I saved your life, you give me the money for a ride home, fair trade."

Feng Rong listened, silent for a long time.

He beckoned to Su Yan.

Su Yan was puzzled.

But still walked over.

As she walked over.

Su Yan was suddenly pulled onto the bed by him.

He turned over and pinned her down beneath him.