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Chapter 92

Words:2797Update:22/06/26 08:41:52

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Looking at the direction where Luo Dai 'er went, Xia Nuan was in a daze.

When he came out, Xia Nuan had already left.

Holding the card that Xia Nuan returned to him, he frowned deeply.

Xia Nuan said goodbye to Song Kuncheng and was ready to catch the flight. Song Kuncheng asked her where she was going. She said she could go anywhere except Feicheng City.

"Xia Nuan, let's go together. I'm worried about you." When Xia Nuan was about to leave, Song Kuncheng spoke his mind.

Xia Nuan smiled and shook her head, "Your career in Feicheng City has just started. Don't leave here."

Song Kuncheng lowered his head shyly, "Xia Nuan, in fact, I came to Feicheng City because of you. Now you are not here. What's the point of staying here?"

Xia Nuan looked at Song Kuncheng. She seemed to have expected something when she saw his evasive eyes.

"Brother Kun, what about your hospital? Think more about your career. "She didn't deserve Song Kuncheng's help.

Song Kuncheng frowned when he heard the word "career". A sense of inferiority flashed in his eyes. He was silent for a moment and smiled bitterly, "Let me send you away."

Song Kuncheng and Xia Nuan rushed to the airport without a word. When they were about to arrive at the airport, Song Kuncheng looked at Xia Nuan with a touch of firmness in his sincere eyes, "Xia Nuan, one day, I will succeed in my career."

Xia Nuan nodded and smiled, "I believe you will succeed."

Xia Nuan got out of the car. Song Kuncheng looked at her back reluctantly and felt lost.

When Song Kuncheng was about to leave, he saw Xia Nuan being dragged to the lounge by a man. Song Kuncheng didn't know the man. He was worried that someone had a bad intention towards Xia Nuan. So he got out of the car and hurried over. However, he was stopped outside the lounge. Song Kuncheng stood there and waited silently.

Others didn't know the man, but Xia Nuan knew him.

He was in black, and his disguise was flawless. He forced Xia Nuan to the corner.

"I forbid you to leave." He held Xia Nuan's cheeks with both hands, "Xia Nuan, Luo Dai 'er and I are going through the divorce formalities. Give me time …"

"No time. Even if you divorce, our relationship is still shameful. Mr. Ye, let me go and let yourself go. Now we are even. I don't owe you anything. Let me go."

Xia Nuan hid the sadness in her eyes and became indifferent.

He hugged Xia Nuan in his arms, "Marry me. If you promise me, I will immediately hold a press conference to clarify the relationship between us." Xia Nuan's eyes became more and more melancholy, revealing endless sadness.

Xia Nuan was shocked. Her mind was muddy, but there was a barrier that made her shake her head and refuse.

That kind of estrangement was more distant than a thousand mountains and ten thousand rivers. She knew in her heart that she could never become his wife.

The Ye Family, Ye Sichen's team, music company, and cooperative performance company all carried out a crusade against her last false accusation. They unanimously protested to Ye Sichen and asked him to dismiss her and break off the relationship with her. Although Ye Sichen successfully helped her win the false accusation case under pressure, Xia Nuan knew clearly that the family, the team, and the company didn't like her being with Ye Sichen. Ye Sichen was sandwiched in a dilemma every day. Even in order to make her break off the relationship with him, the performance company secretly reduced Ye Sichen's traffic resources, so that the album sales of Ye Sichen this time declined significantly.

If she married him, those teams would definitely use that method to obstruct and interfere with Ye Sichen. She didn't want to see this scene at all.

"I don't want to marry you. Yes, I used to like you, but now I don't like you anymore. I'm tired of you. Please respect my choice and let me go. If you insist on not letting me go, I will call the police and say that you restrict my life freedom." Xia Nuan said word by word without any hesitation or emotion. Her words were like a cold knife, cutting Ye Sichen into pieces.

Ye Sichen loosened her stiffly. He looked more sad than ever, "I'll give you a chance to take back what you said before."

"I won't take it back. I don't want to marry you. I don't love you. As I said, I already have someone in my heart. When I sleep with you, all I think about is him …"

"That's enough. You talk too much today." Ye Sichen smiled coldly and interrupted Xia Nuan. He looked away and turned his back, "Go ahead."

Xia Nuan held back the tears in her eyes, lowered her head, and passed by him.

It turned out that he had always used money to warm his lonely and cold heart.

Ye Sichen smiled self-mockingly. He stood there for a long time and then left in a daze.

"Dear passengers, this flight is suspended due to the approaching typhoon. Please wait for the specific departure time. I'm deeply sorry again …"

Above the airport hall, there was an emergency broadcast news. Undoubtedly, because of the approaching typhoon, Xia Nuan couldn't leave.

When Ye Sichen walked out of the hall in disguise, he stamped his feet and stood there alone and sad. Finally, he left.

Song Kuncheng walked past Ye Sichen, who was in black, and went inside. Because there were too many people in black in the security hall, he couldn't recognize Ye Sichen for a while.

Ye Sichen's deep eyes stayed on Song Kuncheng's face for a few seconds. Then he got in the car and left.

"Xia Nuan, you can't leave because of the typhoon today. Go to my place." Song Kuncheng greeted Xia Nuan who was frustrated.

Xia Nuan nodded sullenly, "That's the only way."

When they walked out of the airport, Song Kuncheng couldn't help but ask her curiously, "I saw a man drag you into the lounge before. What happened? Why did that man treat you like that? "

Xia Nuan hurriedly covered it up, "No, you must have seen it wrong. I have been in the Security Bureau all the time. "

Ye Sichen frowned, "Then I must have seen it wrong."

Since Xia Nuan didn't want to say it, he didn't want to continue to ask.

They walked to the car parked in front of them without a word all the way.

Suddenly, a car rushed directly to this side. Song Kuncheng and Xia Nuan hurriedly dodged. The car was too angry. It sped up and still hit Xia Nuan and Song Kuncheng regardless of the consequences.

"Xia Nuan, be careful. Go away!" Xia Nuan was pushed to the lawn by Song Kuncheng when it was too late to dodge.

With a deafening shattering sound, Song Kuncheng was knocked to the ground. When Xia Nuan came to herself, Song Kuncheng was lying on the ground with blood all over his body, unconscious.

"Brother Kun!!" Xia Nuan's heart sank. She pinched Song Kuncheng's shoulder and cried out heartbreakingly.

Ambulances and police cars rushed over at the same time and began to block the scene to look for the hit-and-run vehicle. The police asked Xia Nuan about the license plate number of the vehicle, but she didn't have time to look at it carefully because of the critical moment. She only remembered that it was a black Ferrari.

Song Kuncheng was sent to the hospital for rescue. Xia Nuan paced in the corridor anxiously.

The police station called Xia Nuan to make a statement. Xia Nuan didn't go there. When she learned that Song Kuncheng was temporarily out of danger, she breathed a sigh of relief and went to the police station with a mask and sunglasses.

She did this to prevent herself from being recognized.

As long as she walked on the street now, someone would recognize her as Ye Sichen's cousin. Therefore, she had to wear a mask to cover her face.

"Officer, have you found out the car?" After making a statement, Xia Nuan asked the police.

The police frowned, "We have checked the surveillance and found the owner of the car according to the license plate number. However, the driver is not the owner, but a rental car. Now we don't know where he is. However, he left a clue. "

"What clue?" Xia Nuan asked subconsciously.

The police took out a mask and placed it in front of Xia Nuan.

Xia Nuan's heart sank heavily, and her eyes were full of disbelief.

This mask was silver, which belonged to Ye Sichen!

Was it Ye Sichen who hit Song Kuncheng?

Xia Nuan didn't believe it!

Even if Ye Sichen had a strong desire to control her, he would not hit Song Kuncheng with a car. Ye Sichen was kind-hearted. How could he kill Song Kuncheng?

"What? Do you know this mask? "The police saw Xia Nuan staring at the mask with astonishment. He couldn't help but feel curious.

Xia Nuan came to herself after a long time, "Oh, I don't know. Officer, can you give me this mask? I'll take it back to the victim and see if he recognizes it."

The police officer thought for a while and generously gave it to Xia Nuan, "If you have any clues, you can contact us at any time."

Xia Nuan left the police station and went directly to Ye Sichen.

She took out the mask in her hand and put it on the table, "This is Mr. Ye's mask, right?"

Ye Sichen frowned and looked at Xia Nuan. Looking at her angry look, he had a premonition that something might happen.

"Yes, it's mine. Why is it in your hand? Are you going to make a souvenir before you leave? "

Ye Sichen teased coldly. Thinking of the heartless words she said when he went to the airport to stop her from leaving, he felt extremely uncomfortable as if his heart was pricked by a needle.

He was the King of Music. He had walked the path of thorns, and the more setbacks he encountered, the braver he became, and the more successful he became. But she, on the other hand, had given him a taste of failure.

"So, you really hit Song Kuncheng with your car. No, you intended to hit me at the beginning, and Song Kuncheng blocked it for me. Ye Sichen, I didn't expect you to be so vicious! It turns out that your previous kindness is fake! "Xia Nuan's voice became sharper and sharper. She roared at Ye Sichen angrily.

Ye Sichen was confused at the beginning, but then he became annoyed. He pinched Xia Nuan's wrist, "Are you crazy? Aren't you going to leave? I didn't stop you. Leave quickly. "

"Don't pretend. Fortunately, Song Kuncheng is out of danger. If he has an accident, I will expose you with this mask!" Xia Nuan shook off his hand and retreated stubbornly. When she turned around, Ye Sichen pulled her shoulders.

"What do you mean? Make it clear."

"You hit Song Kuncheng with your car. This is the evidence." Xia Nuan looked indignant, "Why are you so cruel? If you really want me to die, just strangle me here. Don't hurt the innocent. I know that I'm no match for you, but the heavens are watching … "

"I didn't hit Song Kuncheng. Don't convict me just by a mask."

"This mask is yours. You took this mask and used the identity of Mr. X to fool around with me. Have you forgotten? Ye Sichen, I suddenly feel that you are so terrible. "Xia Nuan's nose turned sour when she said this. She covered her mouth and left.

Ye Sichen clenched his fists and pounded on the table fiercely.

He could face the slander and injustice of the outside world calmly and freely. But when Xia Nuan wronged him, he almost went crazy!

He knew nothing about Song Kuncheng, but he was inexplicably convicted by Xia Nuan. Who was the manipulator? Why did she point the finger at him?

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