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Chapter 277 You, what kind of grievances?

"What are the grudges you have with Song Yan?" Li Beiting had no reaction to his expression, so he simply asked the second question directly.

Liao Haifei raised his eyebrows, and a surprise flashed in his eyes. He quickly disappeared, and he still had a joke tone: "Mr. Li, I not only have grudges with Song Yan, but I have grudges with you."

Li Beiting looked at Liao Haifei deeply, his eyes so focused that he seemed to see through Liao Haifei's bones.

Liao Haifei looked at him fearlessly, one of whom was evil and the other was cold.

After a long time, Uncle Liu stood beside him and seemed to have thought of something. His eyes looked at Liao Haifei with a sharp look: "Who is the person behind you?"

Liao Haifei glanced at him and felt that this person looked familiar. After thinking for a few seconds, he suddenly smiled: "Uncle Liu, you didn't expect you to work for capitalism too?"

Uncle Liu's eyes did not change at all, and he repeated again: "Who instructed you to do this?"

The reason why I asked this was that Uncle Liu suddenly remembered that Liao Haifei had a very famous nickname in their circle, "Female King Kong", which was just for women and gold to become tough.

So, this time, he must have been for money or women.

"I don't know which thing Uncle Liu is talking about?"

Liao Haifei looked calm, as if he didn't know why they were looking for him.

"You moved the flowerpot on the fourth floor of the Li Group to a dangerous but inconspicuous position. When Mr. Li passed by, he knocked it out by the slingshot firing method and injured Song Yan."

Uncle Liu roughly described the matter.

"I didn't expect that it was my skills that betrayed me." Liao Haifei's calm expression suddenly disappeared, and he was another evil smile.

"Who instructed you to do it?"

Uncle Liu asked again.

"Ha, if the people in our industry provide the people behind the scenes, they will lose their business. How can I say it?"

Liao Haifei smiled even more evilly [     www.biqugex.co], looking at Uncle Liu like a fool.

He knew that Uncle Liu was not like Li Beiting, and Li Beiting might not know his origin, but Uncle Liu still had some understanding of him. So he simply accepted it and was indeed instructed by someone.

Li Beiting walked up directly, punched Liao Haifei in the face, and then punched him one after another, smashing him like raindrops.

"Who?" Li Beiting stopped and asked, choking his neck.

Liao Haifei coughed, and his teeth mixed with blood spit out of his mouth. His eyes quickly swollen and blood in his nose kept pouring out.

"Haha." This is his response.

Li Beiting took another heavy move.

Uncle Liu was a little scared when he saw this. If this continues, he will kill people.

Liao Haifei still looked like that, it didn't matter at all, as if he was not the one who was beaten.

"Mr. Li." Uncle Liu reminded him and signaled him to calm down.

Li Beiting stopped, stared at Liao Haifei with blood-red eyes, and said coldly: "Take the person away and use any means to make him speak."

Liao Haifei was dragged out by them and took him directly back to Li Beiting's private residence.

"Uncle Liu, leave it to you."

Li Beiting did not follow him, he believed in Uncle Liu's ability.

"yes."

Uncle Liu answered.

Li Beiting returned to the hospital, his body was stained with Liao Haifei's blood, and he appeared in front of Song Yan.

Song Yan lay in bed in a daze, and suddenly panicked when he saw him: "What's wrong with you? Why are you covered in blood? Where are you injured?"

"I caught him, Liao Haifei."

Song Yan understood that all these bloods belonged to Liao Haifei.

But she didn't understand: "Why, why did Liao Haifei harm you?"

She was in a position to save people, so she naturally knew that the flowerpot was for Li Beiting, so she didn't think that Liao Haifei was targeting her.

"He wants to harm you."

However, Li Beiting directly made a judgment because he knew there was a grudge between them.

"How could it be that I had no grudges after that underground fight with him. Why did he harm me? And that flowerpot was rushed to you. I was just a coincidence. If you want to harm me, there is no need to be so complicated."

When Li Beiting heard this, his thoughts paused. Could it be that the information he had checked was wrong?

"How did you find him?" Song Yan asked again when he saw Li Beiting didn't say anything.

Li Beiting: "With Uncle Liu's help, the person instructed by Liao Haifei has not found it yet."

"He won't say it." According to Song Yan's understanding of Liao Haifei, he will never give up the people behind the scenes even if he dies. It's not that he knows the rules and professional ethics, but that this is part of his evil.

Song Yan dared not and was unwilling to fight Liao Haifei because he knew Liao Haifei's evil.

Unfortunately, Liao Haifei seemed to be a shadow everywhere, and when she was slacking off, she suddenly came out and destroyed everything about her.

Li Beiting held Song Yan and patted her on the back: "Then he will pay for our children."

If Liao Haifei didn't talk about the people behind the scenes, then he would have believed that Liao Haifei was the one who killed their children, and he would never let Liao Haifei go easily.

The blood compensation is definitely not to let Liao Haifei die, but to let him live a life worse than death.

Song Yan seemed to feel Li Beiting's depression. She hugged Li Beiting with both hands, and was also comforting him.

"Beiting, I want to be discharged from the hospital." Song Yan changed the topic and didn't want to think about it anymore.

Her shoulders were not seriously injured, but they were slightly contusions and would be cured for a few days of cultivation. However, the miscarriage required her to recuperate well. Otherwise, her body would be seriously traumatized, which would be unfavorable for future pregnancy.

Li Beiting nodded: "Okay."

Song Yan was taken back to the old house. When the butler heard that the child was gone, his eyes turned red.

Song Yan was afraid that he would actually cry, so he laughed and joked: "Why are you more likely to cry than me?"

The housekeeper held back: "Stop talking stupidly, Miss Song quickly go up and rest."

He remembered that it was very difficult for Mrs. Li to give birth, but Song Yan had not even been pregnant for ten months. The pain she suffered in her heart was far less relaxed than she showed.

Unfortunately, Song Yan is very sensible, does not cry or make a fuss, and silently endures the pain of losing her child. She rests at home with peace of mind.

Li Beiting has always been by his side and takes good care of him.

Mrs. Li's condition is sometimes good and sometimes bad. When it is good, I want to come and see Song Yan, make soup for her, or the nutritional soups suitable for pregnant women to drink. They did not tell her about Song Yan's miscarriage, so as not to get hit again.

Song Yan also wants to act with Mrs. Li for this.

And every time she acts, it will cause pain in Song Yan's heart.

"Don't play with my mom anymore."

Li Beiting felt distressed and told her.

"This is Mrs. Li's only fun, don't deprive her of the fun."

Song Yan smiled bitterly.

"Her fun is not based on your pain, I will explain it to her clearly." Li Beiting's tone was indebted.

"Beiting, I'm fine now. I'm already immune to this matter, don't worry too much." Song Yan grabbed Li Beiting's hand and said softly, not at all like he did when he was a bodyguard before.

At that time, she spoke very lightly but full of vitality. Now she can hear it like a calm wave after going through thousands of sails.

She is obviously only in her twenties.

Li Beiting looked at her deeply, kissing one after another on the center of her eyebrows, nose, and lips.

Song Yan did not hide or respond, and allowed Li Beiting to comfort her.

When Li Beiting looked at her, she just smiled slightly, as if all the years were quiet.

"How is Liao Haifei?"

Song Yan calculated the days. It was fifteen days since she was discharged from the hospital. Uncle Liu had not made any movement. It seemed that he had not asked anything.

She didn't ask at first, and didn't want to care, but she had nightmares in the past two days.
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