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Chapter 188: Have You Ever Loved Me?

Han Nuannuan looked at her with a decisive sneer on her face, "Do you think I am still the same Han Nuannuan who allows you to threaten me? An Caijia, you have taught me too many lessons. If I don't learn to behave, wouldn't I be so sorry?

is you!"

An Caijia looked at her, with a flash of fear in her eyes, and her voice began to tremble, "I just won't say anything, what can you do to me?" It seemed that this was the only way to restrain her. As long as she didn't let go, Han

Nuannuan will not do anything to herself for the time being!

Han Nuannuan was not stupid either. He looked at her suspiciously and raised his eyebrows, "An Caijia, do you really know?" She has always been very mysterious and she might be lying to herself with some fake news.

An Caijia was startled, then raised her red lips, reached out and took out an expensive watch from her pocket, "You know this, right?"

The white gold Rolex watch shone under the bright crystal lamp, with a cold luster on its surface. Han Nuannuan's eyes narrowed, and he pinched her chin, "How much do you know?"

An Caijia was no longer afraid. She closed her eyes lazily and spoke provocatively: "Come on, strangle me to death! Choke me to death, and you will never know where he is!"

Han Nuannuan bit her lower lip tightly, and her hand holding An Caijia's chin trembled slightly. Suddenly, there was a steady sound of footsteps outside the door.

Standing at the door, Huo Di Yao heard a slight noise in the house. His eyes froze, and he quickened his steps and walked in. As soon as he entered the bedroom, he saw Han Nuannuan and An Caijia sitting on the sofa, smiling at each other, as if

We were chatting about some interesting topic.

He frowned his thick eyebrows, and when he saw their slightly messy hair, he asked in a tight tone, "Why did you two start talking?"

"Oh, I found that I am very close to Miss Caijia, and I feel like we are like old friends!" Han Nuannuan said with a smile, turned her head, and her expression was unpredictable, "Miss Caijia, do you feel the same way?"

An Caijia's beautiful eyebrows secretly raised slightly, but in a flash, she was still sweet and sexy. Her smile was distorted under the crystal light, "Yes, I think so too!" She said while pulling Han Nuan affectionately.

Warm hands.

Huo Di Yao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, looked back, looked at An Caijia and said in a low voice: "Caijia, it's great that you and Nuannuan can chat, stay with her often to prevent her from being lonely here!"

"Okay, brother!" An Caijia nodded, her smile was cute and friendly, but the smile did not reach her eyes.

Not disturbing his two daughters' home chatting, Huo Di Yao took a deep look at Han Nuannuan, then turned and walked out of the bedroom. The door closed again, and the two people on the sofa suddenly jumped away, looking at each other with disgust as if they were avoiding the god of plague.

An Caijia stared at Han Nuannuan sarcastically, snorted and said, "I can't tell that your acting skills are really good!"

"To each other, it's a pity that you didn't go to Hollywood!" Han Nuannuan didn't show any weakness, her eyes were cold and disdainful.

*The dark basement is filled with the smell of dampness and decay. The dim light bulb hanging on the ceiling is depressed and lonely, emitting a few faint rays of light.

In the innermost part, there are two cages placed side by side, one for Mu Zhilan, and the other for Ou Xiye and Xuan Qijun.

Xuan Qijun sat in a daze at the farthest seat from Mu Zhilan. He lowered his head, and his long and slanted forehead covered his entire face. He couldn't even tell his expression at the moment. But his whole body was relaxed.

From the looks of it, Xuan Qijun, who used to be so high-spirited in the past, has completely lost his fighting power now, like a trapped animal.

Ou Xiye was sitting not far from him. He looked very leisurely, with his eyes slightly closed, and his handsome face looked calm and calm.

Mu Zhilan huddled quietly in the innermost corner of the iron cage, staring closely at Xuan Qijun with a pair of clear eyes. For two days, he did not eat or drink, and vented his inner feelings through self-torture.

It was painful, but in this way, he was not the only one suffering.

She really wanted to persuade him to take care of himself. Only by saving his life could he have the capital to fight Freon. But she couldn't speak at all. Now she seemed to have become the person Xuan Qijun hated most. Even looking at her seemed to make him dirty.

eyes.

"Ah..." Suddenly, a roar pierced the originally quiet basement, and then, a fierce fist hit the wall with such force that the entire room shook.

Blood slowly flowed down the snow-white wall, and a strong smell of blood spread. Xuan Qijun's face was painful and tangled, his eyes were fixed on his fist, but his heart could not feel a trace of pain.

Mu Zhilan looked at Xuan Qijun's sudden outburst in shock, covering her lips tightly with both hands, and her heart was hit hard. It was as if the punch had hit her body, and her limbs were instantly shattered.

Suddenly, Xuan Qijun rushed in front of her, holding on to the iron cage with both hands, his expression tangled and painful. A pair of deep black eyes stared at Mu Zhilan, bursting with frightening coldness, and growled:

"Tell me! What Freon said is not true, what it says...is not true!"

Blood fell drop by drop along the iron cage, and heartbreaking flowers bloomed on the ground. Mu Zhilan's tears once again poured out uncontrollably. She gritted her teeth tightly and kept shaking.

head.

The Xuan Qijun in front of him had sunken eye sockets, chapped lips, bruises all over his face, and the scars all over his body made him look so miserable.

The Xuan Qijun she loves shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be!

"Tell me! Tell me...that's not true!" He shook the iron cage crazily, wanting to rush to Mu Zhilan immediately.

Ou Xiye looked at his almost crazy look and immediately stepped forward to pull him over, "Jun, calm down!"

Xuan Qijun shook his hand away suddenly, with a cold look in his eyes, "I can't calm down, and I don't want to calm down!" He turned around and continued to face Mu Zhilan, and then laughed at himself: "Isn't that right?

Were you kidding me from the beginning?"

He began to question her purpose of coming to him, and even her feelings for him began to completely contradict her.

Mu Zhilan cried so much that she couldn't help herself. She looked at him through her hazy eyes and said with a choked voice: "Believe me, I didn't know about it when I first went to your company. I only found out later! I didn't hide it on purpose.

I wanted to tell you, but I was afraid... Jun, believe me..."

She has never been a woman who loves to cry, but this time she started to become humble, tears flowing freely, and the pain in her heart was like a poisonous snake about to swallow her.

"Haha," his smile was full of sarcasm, he lowered his eyes and pursed his lips lightly. Slowly, when he raised his head again, there was a deep pain spreading inside, "I just want to ask you, are your feelings for me true?

?”

In the past, only women asked him this, but this time, he abandoned all pride and self-esteem and humbly faced this sharp question that he did not dare to face.

Mu Zhilan was startled, then raised her head, her clear black eyes flashing with deep emotion, she raised her red lips, her voice was soft and weak, "If I say I love you, and I love you very much, do you believe it?"

"

Xuan Qijun froze, let go of his hand, withdrew his gaze, turned around and returned to the corner with heavy steps, sat down, and was silent. The seemingly absent sadness on his face was unusually impressive under the dim light.

Can't bear it.

Ou Xiye took a deep breath, frowned slightly, and walked in, "Jun..."

Xuan Qijun stretched out his hand to stop what he wanted to say, and said in a low voice: "Ye, I want to be alone for a while!"

Ou Xiye looked at him, then looked back at the anxious Mu Zhilan, and shook his head gently.

Now, the only one who can untie their knots is himself!

At this moment, the door to the basement opened. Ou Xiye looked coldly and stared at the visitor coldly.

A strong man walked in at the door. He opened Ou Xiye's cage, stood up straight arrogantly, pointed at Xuan Qijun and said coldly: "You, come out!"

Realizing that the strong man was calling him, Xuan Qijun raised his dark black eyes, looked at him with disdain, and sneered coldly.

"Crack--" With a sound, the strong man waved the whip in his hand, and the clear sound sounded so harsh in the cold air. He glared at Xuan Qijun roughly, "Bastard, did you hear that?"

Ou Xiye's fists were clenched tightly, and his black eyes exuded a wolfish coldness. He was about to step forward, but was held back by Xuan Qijun.

Xuan Qijun looked sideways at him and raised his thin lips, "You said I was impulsive, but now you are not calm anymore!" He dusted off the dust on his body, looked at the strong man and curled his lips in disdain.

Corner, "Let's go!"

The strong man looked at him who was a little weak, snorted coldly, and pushed hard, "You are already a prisoner, why are you showing off?"

Xuan Qijun's black eyes had a fleeting edge. He raised his head to look at the strong man and patted his face teasingly, "Boy, don't be too arrogant. One day you will end up miserable!" Although his tone was gentle.

, but the deterrence in it makes people shudder.

The strong man choked, and an inexplicable chill ran through his body. In an instant, he pushed him out of the cage with disdain, "Let's go!"

The strong man led him out of the basement and through the long corridor. Although Xuan Qijun looked decadent and lifeless on the surface, his eyes were always secretly observing the surrounding environment.

Far-infrared detection rays, pressure sensing systems and vibration frequency discrimination systems were installed every one meter wherever he passed. It was almost impossible to escape. No wonder Freon locked them up so confidently. It turned out that he had been prepared.

When he came to a mahogany door, the strong man opened the door carefully, pushed him in and said, "Go in!"

Xuan Qijun stumbled and stepped in. After he stood firm, he realized that this was a uniquely decorated study room. The walnut cabinets and dark wallpaper made the whole study room look depressing and heavy.

There was a desk in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window, and Freon was sitting in front of him. When he saw Xuan Qijun coming in, he stretched out his hand gracefully, "You're here!"

Xuan Qijun curled his lips, but without being polite, he sat down on the Italian leather sofa next to him and got straight to the point, "You didn't come to me just to reminisce about old times, did you?"


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