A Waste Is a Waste

He lifted the blanket and carried her in his arms. Just as he was about to leave, Xia Mu Ling rushed forward and said slowly, "Shall I go with you?"

Chen Feng frowned, then looked at the woman beside him and solemnly said, "No need, you just need to rest properly, there won't be anyone waiting outside anymore. There are some things I can handle myself."

As soon as his voice fell, Chen Feng turned around and walked out with a worried look on his face. Xia Mu Ling stood on the spot and blankly watched as Chen Feng left, but she didn't know why, but she felt a sense of loss in her heart, as if she was about to lose someone important.

Chen Feng immediately rushed out and drove away one of the bodyguards' cars.

The bodyguard watched from behind as his beloved car gradually disappeared from in front of his eyes. He felt helpless in his heart, but he could only helplessly watch as Chen Feng's strength was inferior to his.