After Sheng Yeting left Xia's house, he looked at the scenery outside, his eyes as deep as ink.
At the same time, his complexion couldn't help but become darker and darker, containing a look of rage that was about to come.
It can now be guessed that Xia Xingcheng's disappearance has nothing to do with the Xia family, but there is still not much news from Jiang Quan.
Thinking like this, Sheng Yeting suddenly thought of the grudge between Yunchen and himself, and his face turned colder.
Just as he was about to order the driver to drive to Yun Palace, the phone in Sheng Yeting's hand suddenly rang.
When he picked it up, his expression turned into one of rage.
Without wasting a moment, Sheng Yeting directly told the driver in a deep voice: "Now, get here as fast as possible."
After saying that, Sheng Yeting threw his mobile phone directly to the driver. It had the designation of an abandoned factory on it.
The driver didn't dare to delay, so he turned around and ran through the red light, heading to that place as fast as he could.
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At the same time, Zhang Ming placed the camera and walked to Xia Xingcheng's side with a maniacal smile.
Slowly squatting down, as if admiring his trophy, Zhang Ming couldn't help but slowly began to stretch his hand across Xia Xingcheng's beautiful face, and the greed in his eyes was unmistakable.
At this time, Xia Xingcheng's already beautiful face was dripping with traces of blood due to injuries, which added a sense of beauty, like a blooming peony.
The stunning beauty was tinged with coldness, which made Zhang Ming's desire boil more and more.
His whole body couldn't help but feel a little hot, and Zhang Ming was about to lower his head and go behind him to untie all Xia Xingcheng's restraints.
But at this most critical last second, a burst of messy footsteps sounded behind Zhang Ming.
Sheng Yeting walked in and saw Zhang Ming's misfortune in front of him. He couldn't help but feel angry and blood surged up. His eyes were already scarlet because of anger.
Without hesitation, he picked up the stick on the ground, rushed directly in front of Zhang Ming, and hit Zhang Ming's body with the stick.
Zhang Ming's attention was focused on Xia Xingcheng. At this time, he was unable to defend himself and was knocked to the ground by Sheng Yeting.
Zhang Ming turned around angrily and was slightly startled when he saw Sheng Yeting, because when he was a director, he was lucky enough to meet Sheng Yeting.
For Sheng Yeting, they are all legendary figures.
Before he could react, Sheng Yeting hit him hard with another stick. This time, it was even harder than the last, trying to kill Zhang Ming.
Severe pain shot through his body, and Zhang Ming cried out in pain, but he could no longer struggle.
Because Sheng Yeting's strength and speed were so fast that he had no way to parry.
Sheng Yeting was like a furious lion at this time, beating Zhang Ming's body wildly. After a while, Zhang Ming's hand was broken, his head was broken and bleeding, and his flesh and blood were blurred from the beating.
But even so, it was still difficult to eliminate the rage in Sheng Yeting's heart, and it never stopped.
The surrounding men had already tied Zhang Ming's men together outside, and rushed inside to check.
At this time, several of his men had already taken away the unconscious Xia Xingcheng.
When he saw his young master going berserk and beating Zhang Ming with a stick, Jiang Quan couldn't help but was slightly stunned. When had he ever seen Sheng Yeting lose such a temper
Jiang Quan couldn't help but shrink for a while, and Jiang Quan felt that Zhang Ming on the ground had no strength to struggle and looked like he was about to die.
He couldn't help but boldly walked up to Sheng Yeting and said quickly: "Mr. Sheng, stop fighting. If you fight again, someone will die."
Sheng Yeting seemed to have just reacted at this moment, and couldn't help but throw the stick aside, glanced at the dying Zhang Ming on the ground with some disgust, and directly ordered: "Bring him to the police station, and find a way to keep him alive forever." Out."
He said that anyone who bullied Xia Xingcheng would not end well.
Jiang Quan quickly responded and signaled several of his men to carry Zhang Ming away.
Sheng Yeting couldn't help but get in the car quickly. The most important thing in his eyes was to take Xia Xingcheng to the hospital.
It was only at this time that he saw the injuries on Xia Xingcheng's body. She was already covered in bruises and her face was red and swollen, which undoubtedly showed that Zhang Ming had killed her.
Fortunately, there was a casual doctor in the car. He briefly checked Xia Xingcheng's injuries and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Master, the young lady is just in a coma now. Her life is not in danger now. It's just that she suffered such a serious injury." If you are injured, you still need to go to the hospital to confirm whether you have a concussion or not.”
Sheng Yeting nodded, his face looked very ugly, and he couldn't help but coldly ordered the driver: "Drive quickly, as fast as possible."
The driver was so frightened that he stepped on the accelerator. He couldn't help but want to say that he was already going the fastest speed, but he didn't dare to say it at this time.
So, the car arrived at the Sheng family's private hospital as quickly as possible, and no one dared to delay for a moment and sent Xia Xingcheng directly to the operating room.
Until the lights in the operating room came on, Sheng Yeting's face still didn't look much better. What was reflected in his mind was what he had just seen, Xia Xingcheng's tortured appearance.
A dangerous light burst out of his eyes, and Sheng Yeting couldn't help but take out his phone and call Jiang Quan.
"Let Zhang Ming suffer a lot in there and save his life."
After speaking in a deep voice, he hung up the phone directly, with a stormy rage in his eyes.
Two hours later, the lights in the operating room dimmed and the doctor quickly walked out.
Taking off the mask, the doctor couldn't help but said with relief: "Master, the young lady is fine now. She is just injured and needs to rest. She will probably wake up after a while."
Sheng Yeting nodded and strode directly into the direction of the ward.
Inside the VIP ward.
There was pure white color everywhere. As Sheng Yeting walked in step by step, he felt that the color was giving him a headache.
His eyes were fixed on the slender figure on the hospital bed, and Sheng Yeting's breathing couldn't help but stagnate slightly.
At this time, Xia Xingcheng was seen with thick bandages wrapped around the injured area, but the exposed skin was pale without a trace of blood.
In particular, her face was so white that it was almost transparent at this moment, as if it was fragile and could be broken by a touch.
Sheng Yeting walked to the bedside cautiously, as if he was afraid of waking Xia Xingcheng, and just held her hand gently.
Her hands felt cold for a while, making Sheng Yeting's heart skip a beat.
For no reason, there was a burst of heartache.
This heartache was like countless needles pricking me, making my breathing slightly messy.
He was very unfamiliar with this feeling, as if he was completely out of control. In the end, he stood up unexpectedly and kissed Xia Xingcheng's cheek.
(End of chapter)