When the marriage partner is my mortal enemy, I am scared

Chapter 352: It’s a pity to waste such a good sword

"You don't know, I can drink a lot, I just drink some to warm myself up."

As he spoke, he picked up the wine glass again, drank it in one gulp, and returned the empty glass to Chu He.

Chu He took the empty cup, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"..."

Come to think of it, I've never seen him drunk.

Taking the empty cup, Chu He frowned and put the cup back on the wine cabinet in the living room outside.

In just a few minutes, the man came out again, dressed properly and ready to go out.

He said he was going to Si Gaoyun's room to sit down, it was only a few steps away, but he seemed like he was going on a long journey. He asked Chu He to blow dry her hair, then asked her to check WeChat, and told her to call him if she had any questions...

Just like an old mother.

In the corridor, Xiao Cheng turned on his charged mobile phone and saw dozens of WeChat messages pop up, all from Chu He.

He flipped through the messages one by one, put them to his ears and listened to every message.

Some scolded him, some coaxed him, and some begged him.

Xiao Cheng replayed the scene over and over again, feeling extremely happy, with the corners of his mouth unable to stop rising.

As soon as I reached the door of Si Gaoyun's room, I rang the doorbell.

Ji Lin walked over hurriedly.

Xiao Cheng asked: "Have you found out?"

Ji Lin nodded and handed the file bag in his hand to Xiao Cheng.

He took a deep breath and said, "It was discovered in North America that Kang Yao had been released from prison and came to Haicheng a few days ago."

Xiao Cheng frowned, took the file bag and quickly looked through it.

"Less than five years, it seems like his sentence has been reduced?"

"Yes."

Xiao Cheng knew that if Kang Yao was released from prison, the first person he would want to take revenge on would be him. After all, it was he who had sent him to prison.

He closed his eyes, his head felt heavy and his eyes were sore.

"Ah..."

"Oh! Brother Cheng, did you catch a cold outside last night?"

Ji Lin asked with concern, took out a hot pack from his trouser pocket, tore open the package neatly and put it on Xiao Cheng's lower back.

"Brother Cheng, this is very warm. You told me you were cold earlier, so I gave you some. I was really overheated last night. I tell you, Haicheng is really cold..."

Xiao Cheng turned his head to look at the heat pad behind him, then looked at Ji Lin with an incredible look on his face.

He frowned slightly and asked calmly, "Anything else?"

"Oh, something happened."

Ji Lin was about to reply when the door opened and Si Gaoyun was standing inside, looking at the two people at the door.

Xiao Cheng: "Speak!"

Ji Lin stood up straight, his expression becoming more serious.

"Oh, nothing. Someone committed suicide in the hotel today. We were worried someone might take advantage of the chaos and get to the top floor, so we went to investigate. It was just a personal grudge. The hotel was worried about its reputation, so blocking the news is standard practice."

"Well, it's better to be vigilant. Go ahead, have someone keep an eye on Kang Yao."

"Oh okay Cheng."

After saying that, he took out two unopened hot packs from his pocket, stuffed them into Xiao Cheng's pocket, and then left.

Xiao Cheng was both angry and amused, and felt helpless.

However, this little thing called a warm baby is indeed very warm.

I have to say that Ji Lin is a rough but thoughtful guy with a bright heart. He is becoming more and more considerate.

Si Gaoyun's eyes narrowed slightly, as if she had heard some noise in the corridor at night.

He leaned against the door frame and looked at Xiao Cheng with deep eyes.

He pursed his lips, thinking that saving people was more important, and quickly said seriously, "I just did a simple stitch on the one inside. Your people were too rough. Fortunately, they were treated in time, but if they want their hands and feet to regain function, they still need to be sent to the hospital."

"It's a shame to ruin such a good sword."

After Xiao Cheng finished speaking, he thought for two seconds and said, "Then send him to the hospital. I'll have someone arrange it."

"No need. The director of Haicheng Hospital was my classmate at the North American Research Institute. I've already greeted him. Since you agree, I'll send the person over now."

Xiao Cheng nodded in agreement, then turned around and prepared to leave.

He had just taken a few steps when Si Gaoyun said, "The inflammation on your wound hasn't subsided yet. Be careful not to catch a cold. If you get a fever, it will be troublesome."

Xiao Cheng chuckled, turned around and responded lightly while walking.

"I understand. I'll follow the doctor's orders!"