Bo Qingjun was silent for a few seconds: "I didn't blame you for what happened five years ago."

After the words came, his eyes stared at him with a dark look, and his voice exuded a bit of coldness: "But, after Xia Wanxing's death, you will immediately go abroad. Five years later, this woman who is almost exactly the same as Xia Wanxing appears in front of me again. Today, I will have dinner with you again..."

His eyes fell on the cream mushroom soup that Xia Wanxin had not moved, and his tone was low, and he had already concluded: "Changfeng, I don't believe that all this is just a coincidence."

Xu Changfeng put his fingers on the table, and his cold eyes behind the golden glasses revealed a sincere look: "I am not a policeman, so I can't provide you with any proof."

Bo Qingyun did not interrupt her and waited for him to continue talking.

After Xu Changfeng pondered for a moment, he opened his lips: "You can keep your doubts or check them, it's understandable."

After saying that, he stood up, his eyes colder: "However, Xia Wanxin may be my future wife, Qingyun, no matter how you check, pay attention to the measure and scale."

Upon hearing this, Bo Qingyun was stunned.

Future wife?

Xu Changfeng looked at him for a moment of confusion, and the expression in his eyes became gentler: "I have something to do in the hospital, so I'll leave first, and ask Jin Wen and the others for a meal in another Tiantian."

Bo Qingyun did not respond.

As Xu Changfeng passed by him, he strangled his wrist and used some force to his five fingers: "Isn't she really?"

Xu Changfeng looked at him lightly: "There is no need to say it again if you repeat it."

Bo Qingyun took back her hand: "If she were Xia Wanxing, she would only be my fiancée, and she would not be your wife."

Hearing this, Xu Changfeng's mind appeared in his mind as Xia Wanxing was lying on the operating table with blood all over his body, like a withered flower, losing his vitality.

His Adam's apple rolled for a round and said meaningfully: "The former Xia Wanxing was, but you don't believe her. She is dead and burned to ashes."

After saying that, he strides away, leaving Bo Qingyun alone.

His hands gradually became fists, his breathing was a little heavy, and his throat was a little tight.

The indescribable pain spread across the tip of the heart, a little numb, the pupils became colder and colder, and a hint of blood appeared.

Xia Wanxing deserves to die, right?

......

Meanwhile, the underground garage.

Xia Wanxin sat in the car and did not start the engine for a long time.

A layer of fine sweat broke out in her palm.

Even though he now has a brand new identity, he still feels trembling in the face of Bo Qingyun's doubts.

She must not let Bo Qingyun know that she is still alive.

She should not go to that cold and heartless prison again.

Can't be wronged again.

At this moment, the ringtone of the cell phone rang, interrupting her thoughts.

Caller ID - Xu Changfeng.

She answered the answer and put it in her ear: "Brother Feng, is he suspicious?"

In fact, she knew the answer in her heart.

Xu Changfeng's voice was neither anxious nor slow: "Don't worry, he can't find anything."

Xia Wanxin nodded: "Okay."

She knows, too.

This time she returned to China, she made sufficient preparations and would not become a prisoner again.

"He is indeed suspicious, but he just can't find evidence. Anyway, be careful."

Xia Wanxin nodded: "Well, I understand."

There seems to be hanging up the phone there.

Xia Wanxin's eyes moved and she stopped him: "Brother Feng."

"Um?"

His voice was as nice as sake, with a little gentleness, as if he was willing to listen no matter what she said.

Xia Wan thought about how good he treated her over the years, and was a little moved, but she didn't know what to say, so she pursed her lips: "Thank you."

Xu Changfeng was silent for a few seconds, his voice was cold and gentle: "I said, there is no need to say these three words between you and me."
Chapter completed!