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Chapter 770

Lan Xinyue looked at Huo Yunting with a serious expression.

"Huo Yunting, don't you know? Tang Su has been following Xia Chuwei since he was a child. He will do whatever Xia Chuwei says. You must have noticed that Tang Su has no brains. Without Xia Chuwei's instructions, Tang Su would have no problem kidnapping him.

What is Wan Tang doing? Let me tell you, Wan Tang was kidnapped by some extreme fan this time, and he and Xia Chuwei..."

As if she thought of something, Lan Xinyue changed her words angrily: "Xia Chuwei has a useful gun. Even if the matter is exposed, it will definitely have nothing to do with her in the end. It's pitiful for Tang Su, he was sold and had to count the money for others...

...I’m afraid, I will become someone else’s scapegoat again.”

Huo Yunting didn't bother to pay attention to Lan Xinyue, "Are you done? Get out of the way."

Lan Xinyue's expression froze, "Huo Yunting, Wan Tang..."

Huo Yunting completely lost his patience. He pushed away Lan Xinyue who was blocking him and strode away.

Lan Xinyue looked at the man's leaving figure and stamped her feet angrily.

...

At 11:55, Huo Yunting finally arrived home.

When I opened the bedroom door, it was dark inside.

The clear moonlight spilled in through the gaps in the curtains, and the bulging shadow on the bed could be faintly seen.

The moment he saw the figure, Huo Yunting relaxed his steps.

she's back.

Xia Chuwei hasn't had a dream for a long time since being hypnotized.

I don't know if the recent treatment had an effect, but Xia Chuwei had another dream after a long absence.

The scene in the dream was in the hospital.

The man closed his eyes and lay quietly on the bed, his face so pale that there was no trace of blood.

She sat on the edge of the bed and wiped the tears from her eyes.

At this moment, the man lying on the hospital bed finally woke up.

Xia Chuwei's attention was always on the man. When she saw him waking up, she stood up in surprise.

"Huo Yunting, you wake up!"

She first checked the temperature on his forehead, then hurriedly rang the bell beside the bed, and said incoherently: "How do you feel now? Are you thirsty? Do you want to drink some water? You haven't eaten anything, you should be hungry.

Right? Do you have anything you want to eat? I’ll cook it for you..."

Although her expression was joyful, tears kept falling from the corners of her eyes.

Huo Yunting was just confused for a few seconds, and his deep eyes gradually became clear.

He gently reached out his hand and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Didn't you go to the show?"

It's okay not to talk about this, but when talking about this, the tears in Xia Chuwei's eyes fell even more quickly.

"You were so sick, why didn't you tell me?"

"It's just a cold."

"You have a fever like this, and you still say it's a cold?!" Xia Chuwei's voice became sharper than ever before, "Huo Yunting, I don't want to be a widow. If you continue to ruin your body, we might as well break up!"

During the year they were together, Xia Chuwei had a calm and gentle personality. Although she had some temper when she was angry, she never spoke to him in such a tone.

She is not the kind of woman who often talks about breakups.

During the year they dated, they had many quarrels.

But every time we quarreled, she never mentioned the word "break up".

As for how they got together in the first place...

Xia Chuwei still feels confused.


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