The glass table shattered into millions of pieces, and the pieces reflected a face that looked like a thousand-year-old ice.

Xia Yan, you are such a stupid woman. Do you think you can escape from my grasp?

It’s simply courting death!

Xia Yan told a lie, said goodbye to Zhou Zhen, and drove straight to the train station.

Looking at the transportation routes extending in all directions on the wall, Xia Yan was unable to make a decision for a moment, but soon thought that his roommate Chu Weiwei had gone home during the summer vacation, and her home was in City C.

So, I queued up and bought a ticket to City C.

But all the tickets to City C were for after nine o'clock tomorrow morning, so Xia Yan had no choice but to spend time in the noisy waiting room.

Yi Beihan must have found himself running away.

Xia Yan thought about his gloomy and cold face out of thin air, and felt a chill all over his body. He just hoped that time would pass quickly, leave City A smoothly, and never have anything to do with that pervert and demon again.

However, her idea seemed too naive and childish!

In the early morning of the next day, when Xia Yan woke up from his seat in the waiting room, he saw the people around him, young and old, looking at the LCD TV on the wall and talking incessantly.

Could it be that some celebrity has taken nude photos again?

Xia Yan rubbed his eyes and followed everyone's gaze as he looked over.

"ah!"

I happened to see an enlarged photo of myself displayed on the LCD screen, accompanied by the fast and precise tone of the female commentator behind the scenes.

"Last night at 11 o'clock, a knife attack broke out in a drunken bar in the north of the city. According to witnesses, the knife wielder was a young woman in her twenties who caught her boyfriend with his lover.

...One person died and two were seriously injured. The police have now intervened..."

What?

Is she a murderer?

Xia Yan rubbed her eyes again and again. She saw it right. There was such a large photo on the 42-inch LCD screen. Her facial features were clearly visible in the photo, and even the pimples on her forehead were visible. She was not short-sighted.

, how could I get it wrong?

When did she become a murderer?

"Hey, girl, you look exactly like the person in the photo on TV!"

When Xia Yan was lost in thought, a middle-aged man with a Northeastern accent suddenly bumped her arm with his hand.

Xia Yan was so frightened that she hurriedly covered her mouth and nose with her sleeves.

"Uncle, you got the wrong person!"

Then he fled in panic.

What should I do? She is a murderer now. Wherever she goes, she feels like someone is staring at her.

Even if she thought with her toes, she could guess that this must be the work of that pervert. She really couldn't believe that rich people could even fake news!

Is there really no royal law in the world?

Now is not the time to blame others. Xia Yan put his hand on his chest and heart in shock. His heart was beating faster. It felt like it was about to jump out of his throat.

What to do? What to do?

I looked around blankly and helplessly, telling myself to calm down, calm down!

But his legs that were shaking like chaff really gave him away.

I squatted down, took several deep breaths, and saw the supermarket not far across the road, which made me wise.

I entered the supermarket like a thief and bought a sun hat and a pair of sunglasses.

Armed, take to the streets.

There is definitely no way to go back to a train station with a chaotic population.

It’s better to find a place to live first, stay out of the house and avoid the limelight. It depends on the situation!

I don't have an ID card with me, so I can't go to a regular hotel. It seems I can only find a black hotel to stay temporarily.

The glass table shattered into millions of pieces, and the pieces reflected a face that looked like a thousand-year-old ice.

Xia Yan, you are such a stupid woman. Do you think you can escape from my grasp?

It’s simply courting death!

Xia Yan told a lie, said goodbye to Zhou Zhen, and drove straight to the train station.

Looking at the transportation routes extending in all directions on the wall, Xia Yan was unable to make a decision for a moment, but soon thought that his roommate Chu Weiwei had gone home during the summer vacation, and her home was in City C.

So, I queued up and bought a ticket to City C.

But all the tickets to City C were for after nine o'clock tomorrow morning, so Xia Yan had no choice but to spend time in the noisy waiting room.

Yi Beihan must have found himself running away.

Xia Yan thought about his gloomy and cold face out of thin air, and felt a chill all over his body. He just hoped that time would pass quickly, leave City A smoothly, and never have anything to do with that pervert and demon again.

However, her idea seemed too naive and childish!

In the early morning of the next day, when Xia Yan woke up from his seat in the waiting room, he saw the people around him, young and old, looking at the LCD TV on the wall and talking incessantly.

Could it be that some celebrity has taken nude photos again?

Xia Yan rubbed his eyes and followed everyone's gaze as he looked over.

"ah!"

I happened to see an enlarged photo of myself displayed on the LCD screen, accompanied by the fast and precise tone of the female commentator behind the scenes.

"Last night at 11 o'clock, a knife attack broke out in a drunken bar in the north of the city. According to witnesses, the knife wielder was a young woman in her twenties who caught her boyfriend with his lover.

...One person died and two were seriously injured. The police have now intervened..."

What?

Is she a murderer?

Xia Yan rubbed her eyes again and again. She saw it right. There was such a large photo on the 42-inch LCD screen. Her facial features were clearly visible in the photo, and even the pimples on her forehead were visible. She was not short-sighted.

, how could I get it wrong?

When did she become a murderer?

"Hey, girl, you look exactly like the person in the photo on TV!"

When Xia Yan was lost in thought, a middle-aged man with a Northeastern accent suddenly bumped her arm with his hand.

Xia Yan was so frightened that she hurriedly covered her mouth and nose with her sleeves.

"Uncle, you got the wrong person!"

Then he fled in panic.

What should I do? She is a murderer now. Wherever she goes, she feels like someone is staring at her.

Even if she thought with her toes, she could guess that this must be the work of that pervert. She really couldn't believe that rich people could even fake news!

Is there really no royal law in the world?

Now is not the time to blame others. Xia Yan put his hand on his chest and heart in shock. His heart was beating faster. It felt like it was about to jump out of his throat.

What to do? What to do?

I looked around blankly and helplessly, telling myself to calm down, calm down!

But his legs that were shaking like chaff really gave him away.

I squatted down, took several deep breaths, and saw the supermarket not far across the road, which made me wise.

I entered the supermarket like a thief and bought a sun hat and a pair of sunglasses.

Armed, take to the streets.

There is definitely no way to go back to a train station with a chaotic population.

It’s better to find a place to live first, stay out of the house and avoid the limelight. It depends on the situation!
Chapter completed!