long love becomes ill

Chapter 1 The man coldly issued the deportation order
Vancouver, April, rainy.

"4023, someone is here to release you on bail." The white policeman wearing leather gloves knocked on the iron railing with a taser, and shouted impatiently.

Qing Huan raised her head from the corner, leaned on the wall and stood up, her small face was pale and without a trace of blood, only a pair of big black eyes like jade were left.

In the small cell of less than ten square meters, there are mixed female prisoners of various skin colors. Here, there are no names, only code names.

The bail procedure will be completed soon.She picked up the small backpack she had when she picked it up, wrapped it tightly in the only old cotton coat that kept her warm, and walked out of the police station.

It rained all night, and the streets in the early morning were shrouded in gray mist.This small town is rainy and humid all year round, and green moss can grow on the wet heart.

The taste of freedom.Qing Huan closed her eyes and took a deep breath, feeling the coldness of the rain on her face.

A black Bentley drove over from the corner of the street, splashing the stagnant water all over the place.

The car door opened, and the man got out of the car with a black umbrella, and politely and coldly called: "Miss Qing Huan, why don't you leave without saying thank you?"

Gu Qinghuan opened his eyes, looking at the fair-skinned and refined man in front of him, with a Bentley car, a foreign license plate, and a strange accent in Chinese. He was obviously a Chinese immigrant with a wealthy life.

"Thank you." She said, her voice hoarse, she turned around and left after speaking.

"Sex, seduction, deception, intentional injury, smuggling. No matter which one is enough to get you sentenced.

The person you injured was the president of the local Chinese chamber of commerce. With his influence, Miss must have suffered a lot. "

The man spoke clearly, staring at Qing Huan's back, "You need my help, Miss Qing Huan."

Qing Huan paused, her pale face was wet by the rain, she stood in the rain for a minute before turning around.

"In the past five years, I have changed many names, but I did not use the name Qing Huan."

Gu Qinghuan was her real name, and this name was never used after she was kicked out of Nanyang.

"I'm a lawyer, Wei Ming." Wei Ming took a step forward, and the big black umbrella firmly blocked the damp drizzle.

"I have already applied for extradition for you. As a stowaway, the Canadian police would prefer to deport you."

"Is there any smoke?" She lowered her eyes, her voice was hoarse, her pale face, her chin was pointed, and there was a hint of frail beauty.

Gold medal lawyer Wei Ming was stunned for a moment, looking at the young woman with disheveled hair, beating scars on her face, and wandering on the edge of the law all the year round, she didn't feel sloppy and disgusting, but felt a kind of messy and wanton beauty in her heart.

"Sorry, I don't smoke." Wei Ming coughed dryly.

"What's the condition?" The lack of smoke made Qing Huan a little depressed, and his voice dropped a little, making it even more hoarse.

"Return to Li's Mansion." Wei Ming said each word with a pause, a sharp light burst out from the bottom of his eyes.

The Li family, the symbol of the top wealthy families in Nanyang, is the economic ruler of the south. The decision of the Li family will not only affect the situation in Nanyang, but will also cause an economic earthquake in the Eastern world.

If he hadn't made this trip, he would never have imagined that the stepdaughter of the Li family, who built such a huge business empire, would almost die in a remote, damp cell in Canada.

"What if I refuse?" Qing Huan smiled coldly, looking at the snow-capped mountains in the distance through the cold drizzle.

Five years ago, she was kicked out of Li's mansion, and that man ruthlessly issued an expulsion order, ordering her never to return to Nanyang.

"The employer asked me to tell you that the young master of the Li family has been diagnosed with leukemia. If he cannot find a matching bone marrow, he will not live for three months." Wei Ming opened the document that he had been holding all along, and handed it over.

Qing Huan glanced at Li Zheng's medical certificate and clenched her fingertips.

When she left Nanyang, Li Zheng was only 4 years old. She liked to wear Mickey Mouse's clothes the most. She grabbed Mickey Mouse's tail with one hand and her clothes corner with the other, and shouted excitedly behind her buttocks: "Sister, sister, Look at my little tail."

Li Zheng is her only biological brother, no matter who set up this situation of inviting you into the urn, she must go.

(End of this chapter)