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Chapter 2277 : Who are you

It's Leng Aoxuan... It's really Leng Aoxuan...

His face... really looks exactly like Leng Aoxuan.

Even the cold expression on his face, as if he was rejecting others from thousands of miles away, was exactly the same as Leng Aoxuan.

In the dark night, that face flickered under the light.

Occasionally, the wind blew and blew a strand of hair in front of his eyes.[

The moonlight was like a veil, and in the hazy moment, it felt like I was in a dream.

She watched the man walk towards her step by step.

That expression, that demeanor, that walking posture...

Close her eyes...she can still remember clearly.

She knew clearly that this person was not Leng Aoxuan, but she still had tears in her eyes...

Until the moment she left, Leng Aoxuan's life and death were still unclear.

She kept thinking that he might still be alive, although the possibility was almost zero.

This matter was buried deep in her heart, buried by the joy of meeting Liuyin again.

In the past two days, she had been so intoxicated with happiness that she seemed to have forgotten about Leng Aoxuan.

At this moment, all those memories rushed out.

She still clearly remembers the phone call Leng Aoxuan made to her...

She heard the sound of a gunshot coming from the other end of the phone...

At that critical moment, he actually called her while distracted...

Then the communication was suddenly interrupted...

When I heard the news about him again, he had been shot and fell off the cliff...

And under the cliff...is a fast-flowing river...

"Who are you and why are you hiding behind the tree?"

His eyes were cold and his voice had no warmth at all.

Jiang Xueya's expression was a little dazed.[

This look and tone are what Leng Aoxuan has when facing others.

The faces are exactly the same, even the expressions and eyes when speaking are so similar...

"Why don't you speak?"

The man said again coldly.

Jiang Xueya suddenly came back to her senses, and hurriedly reached out to touch the corners of her eyes. Her eyes were already moist, but tears had not yet fallen.

"I've met the Fourth Prince..."

She lowered her eyes and did not look at him again, fearing that she would be unable to control her emotions once she saw him.


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