Priceless New Bride: Accidentally Offending The Dangerous CEO (Priceless New Bride)

A bloody hole was opened on Roland's head. The black and red blood had coagulated, and he fainted.

Du Xiaoran threw her away in disgust, took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands clean, picked up the phone and sent someone to investigate Luo Anning's whereabouts.

Thirty minutes...an hour...three hours...still no news about peace.

Not sure who rescued her, Du Xiaoran was still worried. Is she okay now after losing so much blood?

Seeing the blood all over the floor, his heart suddenly tightened. He gritted his teeth and finally pressed the number that he had remembered but had not called in five years.

"Little Lord."

"Find out An Ning's whereabouts for me. I need to know the exact location within a few hours."

"Little Lord……"

"After this incident, I will go back."

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"Du Xiaoran, where is An Ningren?!"

When Mo Qiange and Lu Momo arrived at the small hotel, there were only a few unconscious bodyguards and York Roland in the room. Du Xiaoran leaned against the wall with an indifferent expression, looking at the blood on the ground with a dull look.

Du Xiaoran raised his eyes, and then lowered his eyes: "I came a step too late, and An Ning was rescued."

"Damn it!" Mo Qiange punched the wall anxiously.

"An Ning, please be sure nothing happens to you..." Lu Momo clasped her hands on her chest and prayed. Seeing the pool of blood, her heart dropped.

There were bursts of hurried footsteps in the corridor. After a while, Young Master Rong and Tang Chao squeezed into the small room. Feng Miao looked around but couldn't find the target. With his blood-red eyes, he asked, "Where is Luo An Ning?"

Du Xiaoran looked at the person coming, he was An Ning's husband, the prince of Baina International?

Involuntarily, Du Xiaoran looked at him with a hint of hostility. Mo Qiange stepped forward and kicked Roland. As if he didn't understand his hatred, he added another kick: "An Ning was rescued."

Mr. Rong rubbed his brows tiredly. The search for the past few days was almost exhausting him mentally and physically. He never knew that his wife was so capable that she would cause such a big trouble for him without him paying attention.

"Ah Chao, let's go."

Young Master Rong turned around and left. Suddenly, he stopped at the door. He turned back and glanced at York Roland on the ground. His thin coral-red lips raised a bloodthirsty and cruel smile.

"Xu Zhiyuan, give her a dose of the latest research N7."

Xu Zhiyuan's expression turned serious, and then he bowed and said, "Yes, Young Master Rong!"

N7 is the latest biochemical virus developed by Rong Shao's secret biochemical research institute. Once injected intravenously, it will cause the body's various functions to collapse instantly in a short period of time, causing people to suffer extreme torture.

But the miraculous thing is that after one month, it will be back to normal, and it will relapse again after one month. One dose of the medicine is effective for 3 months.

After leaving the inn and getting into the car, Rong Yan leaned back in his chair tiredly, squinting his eyes slightly: "Achao, find Luo Anning as soon as possible. Nothing can happen to her."

It was undeniable that the dark blood stains on the ground made him anxious.

So much blood, for half a month, how seriously injured was she? After losing so much blood, could she still survive?

Thinking of this, Rong Yan felt a pain in his head, as if it was about to explode.

Tang Chao looked at him thoughtfully. It was only the second time that he was so anxious after knowing him for such a long time.

"Yan, do you like Shangluo Anping?"