"This is the photo I received. Look, isn't the person in this photo..."

Suddenly, Shen Jing felt his pupils tremble and he stared at the screen of his mobile phone, checking over and over again in the text message inbox.

The photo sent to him via text message was...all missing!

His trembling fingers were swiping at the screen frantically, and his stunned gaze almost pierced the screen, but he couldn't find any photos as evidence!

Gone!

It’s gone?!

Tang Qiaoer opened her lips and smiled, but there was no trace of smile in her eyes. It was so cold that it chilled him, "Shen Jingjue, if you don't find a good reason or excuse, you really don't need to be in such a hurry. Meet me.

I don’t want to see you, not before or in the future.”

Seeing her pass by him, Shen was shocked and felt as cold as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

"Qiao'er...Qiao'er, don't leave!"

Just as he was about to reach out to hold her back, another voice sounded: "Qiao Qiao."

Tang Qiaoer suddenly raised her eyes and saw Xie Jinhuan, a few steps away, standing in the snow, wearing a hospital gown and only a cashmere jacket, his face paler than the snow.

"Ajin! Why did you run away from the hospital? Didn't you know you were still injured?!"

Tang Qiaoer hurriedly ran to Xie Jinhuan, her eyes full of resentment, "How did you get here? How did you know I was here?"

"After you left the hospital, I couldn't worry about you, so I sent someone to follow you. But don't get me wrong, I'm not following you, I just... want to protect you."

As he said that, Xie Jinhuan took a breath weakly, his tone full of worry, "How could I let you, a girl, go out at night? I'm not careless."

Shen was shocked to find that his weather-beaten handsome face was as cold as frost, and his eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he wanted to tear Xie Jinhuan into pieces!

"It's too cold, let's go back."

Tang Qiaoer's long eyelashes narrowed and she supported him to leave.

"Is it your fault, Xie Jinhuan?"

The man's voice was like a sharp knife piercing him, it was deep, hoarse and vaguely angry.

"Mr. Shen, you and Miss Huo were having a secret affair, and the hotel tryst was blocked by reporters. How did it end? And it's all on me?"

Xie Jinhuan couldn't help but laugh, his eyes full of mockery, "Don't you think you two are in love?"

"Thank you Jinhuan!"

"Instead of getting suspicious, Mr. Shen, it is better to think about what happened and how you can explain it to the Huo family and your good brother Huo Ruxi.

Miss Huo is an innocent daughter. If something like this happens, I think if you two don't get married, it will be difficult for you to end the marriage, right?" Xie Jinhuan narrowed his eyes and said with a smile.

"Ajin, stop talking. Let's go."

Tang Qiaoer felt like a dull knife was stabbing her heart.

She just wanted to leave here immediately.

The further away from Shen Jingjue, the better.

Just when the two turned around, Shen Jingjue asked in a dumb voice: "Were you with him all night? Are you together all the time?"

"Always together." Tang Qiaoer turned her back to him and spoke indifferently.

"Tang Qiao'er...is he that important to you? More important than me?" Shen Jing felt his whole body tremble, and his thin lips tried their best to restrain themselves, but they still trembled.

"Shen Jingjue, what's the point of asking this now?"

Tang Qiaoer chuckled softly and her eyes dimmed, "To put it seriously, you are humiliating yourself. To put it lightly, I am deceiving myself. You and I can just turn the page and I beg you."

The sound fell, and the two of them left his tear-soaked sight.

She never looked back.

Shen Jingjue stood alone in the snow for who knows how long, until he turned into a snow sculpture, and until his legs became weak and he knelt in the snow, Han Xian came over panting.

"Mr. Shen! Where is the young lady? The young lady is gone?!"

The man bowed his head, like a defeated soldier who had abandoned his armor, and grabbed the ice cream she had dropped on the ground in his hand until it slowly melted.

The melted liquid flowed down from the red eyes drop by drop.

"She has never believed me... She can not love me... but how can she not believe me?

Do I still need to persist? And...is this necessary?"

*

The luxury car drove towards the hospital.

Tang Qiaoer and Xie Jinhuan were sitting side by side in the back row, and the atmosphere was indescribably depressing.

"Qiaoqiao, are you... angry with me?"

Xie Jinhuan tilted his head and stared at her cold side face worriedly, "I'm sorry, I was too worried about you, so..."

"I'm going to see Shen Jingjue. No matter what happens, I can't blame you. You don't have to blame yourself."

"..." Xie Jinhuan took a deep breath, clearly feeling that she was still resistant to him.

I couldn't help but clenched my fists unwillingly.

Tang Qiaoer lowered her eyes expressionlessly, took out her mobile phone and opened the call history.

There is indeed no Shen Jingjue's name in it.

——"I called you tonight, many times, but you didn't answer the phone! I thought something happened to you, and I have been worried about you all night!"

That man wouldn't even lie about such a thing.

Even if it was fake, wouldn't it be unnecessary if he called her from another number afterwards?

Could it be...

Tang Qiaoer suddenly thought of something, held her breath, and opened the communication blacklist.
Chapter completed!