Master Wang Carried Her

Half an hour later, a black SUV arrived at her location.

The door opened, and a man in a black shirt got out and walked straight towards her. Qiao Nian saw that with every step he took, the expression on his handsome face became more and more awful. Although he looked as calm and indifferent as ever, Qiao Nian could tell he was very angry this time.

"Miss Qiao, y-you're injured!" Mo Dong also got out of the car from the back. Upon seeing her, he exclaimed and walked over quickly.

"Stand still!" Ye Wangchuan ordered without turning around.

Mo Dong could only stop and anxiously stand there.

The bullet in Qiao Nian's shoulder had not been taken out. The longer it remained there, the more painful it became. Qiao Nian did not expect Ye Wangchuan to be the first to arrive. She pulled down the brim of her cap with her left hand and pursed her lips as she stood up straight. "I can go back and explain to you…"