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Chapter 19

Jiang Ningxi subconsciously raised her head.

A black cat's tail swept through the flower pot on the terrace guardrail on the entrance foyer. The flower pot seemed to have been magically cast by someone, moved out of the guardrail and then slid down.

Without time to dodge, Jiang Ningxi instinctively used her body to block Mo Lixiao sitting in a wheelchair.

She put one hand on his shoulder and protected his head with the other, leading the wheelchair to take a small step back.

Accompanied by Jiang Ningxi's "Beware", the flower pot fell in front of Mo Lixiao's wheelchair with a "clang", smashed to the ground, and smashed it to pieces.

Mo Lixiao raised his head in shock, his eyes just in front of her.

This was the first time he was staring into her eyes so seriously.

He found that her eyes looked so clean and clear, but there was a faint trace of indescribable sadness.

Everyone came out after hearing the sound, and Lina Guan asked, "What happened?"

Jiang Ningxi suddenly came back to her senses, stood up and looked at Lina, and replied sternly: "A black cat... pushed down the empty flower pot."

"Black cat? Isn't it the pet that Liu Ting raised? He almost hurt Ali! People come and go to euthanize the black cat. Liu Ting's monthly money will be cancelled this month!" Lina said sternly.

Liu Ting is nothing else, she is the second aunt who just slandered Jiang Ningxi for stealing the necklace.

The second aunt suddenly felt like crying: "Mom, my little Hei is very obedient and can't push flower pots."

She originally wanted to say that it was Jiang Ningxi's slander, but this incident endangered Mo Lixiao's personal safety. She could only suffer the loss and dare not speak nonsense anymore.

After all, everyone in the family knew that Mo Lixiao was Mo Hong and Lina's heart.

Mo Lixiao looked at the guardrail on the terrace, as if he saw He Shiting's figure, but he was not completely sure, and said lightly: "Grandma, forget it, just remove all the flower pots on the guardrail."

Liu Ting immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and her little black was finally saved.

Lina ordered: "What are you still standing there? Do what Ali said!"

Everyone was so scared that they moved the flower pots on the guardrail.

The matter came to an end.

Mo Lixiao bid farewell to Mo Hong and Lina again and took Jiang Ningxi away from the manor.

On the way back, Jiang Ningxi sat upright in the car, watching Mo Lixiao holding his arms and dozing with his eyes closed, and said angrily: "I saved your life again. Can't you even say 'thank you'?"

"I am your master, it's time to save me." Mo Lixiao looked light and said.

Jiang Ningxi wrinkled her nose with a groan.

After froze with him for a while, her hands tightly clutched her skirt and couldn't help asking, "Since you believe that I was innocent this time, why don't you believe that I was innocent two years ago?"

"The reason I believe you are innocent is that the paper crane you hold every night is written in "Cheng Yu" and not "He Shiting". "Mo Lixiao's face was a little unfair.

Jiang Ningxi suddenly realized: "Oh, I understand. It turns out that you took my paper crane! I said, why did the paper cranes I folded every night disappear?"

"I..." Mo Lixiao realized that he had missed his mouth and scolded coldly, "You are an executioner who is not worthy of love."

"Here comes again, right? I've told you so many times. The real murderer is Lu Anran!"

"Your case was personally supervised by my Uncle Shi himself. My Uncle Shi has always been selfless. Your case has both personal and physical evidence and court arbitration. What else do you have to argue?"

"This is the cleverness of Lu Anran's frame-up! Two years ago, I was sitting in the passenger seat and I only grabbed the steering wheel when I saw the car was about to hit your car. If I didn't grab the steering wheel, everyone in our two cars would have to die!" Jiang Ningxi defended herself with confidence.

Mo Lixiao sneered: "This is Lu Anran's confession. After the car accident, you were diagnosed with traumatic paranoia. In other words, in order to escape responsibility, you imagined yourself as Lu Anran's position and believed that Lu Anran was the perpetrator."

"I..." Jiang Ningxi was speechless.

To be more precise, she was unaware of her.

After the car accident that year, when she woke up in a daze, she didn't know why she was sitting in the driver's seat, but she was obviously in the passenger seat.

The only thing that can prove that he was sitting in the co-pilot was Cheng Yu, who was sitting in the back seat without wearing a seat belt during the car accident, seriously injured his head and lost his memory.

"What's more, that car belongs to you." Mo Lixiao continued coldly.

He carefully read the information and files of the car accident case that year, and there was no problem with the case.

But Jiang Ningxi refused to plead guilty when she died.

Jiang Ningxi trembled her lips and couldn't say a word.

She firmly believed that she did not suffer from traumatic paranoia, nor did she drive in the driver's seat, but an appraisal document from the hospital drove her into an abyss that would never be restored.

"Mo Lixiao, I really didn't lie." She said hoarsely, looking at his sharp black eyes, her heart felt as if it was suddenly tightened, and it hurt slightly, "If I could find evidence again and prove that I was innocent, would you let me go?"

Mo Lixiao closed his eyes and ignored what she said.

The car fell into a long and dead silence again, and only the sound of wind whistling past the car window was heard.

Jiang Ningxi looked at the man in front of her who did not believe what she said at all, and the idea of ​​leaving this man was ignited in her heart.

Castle of Leaving.

Jiang Ningxi pushed Mo Lixiao into the hall, and Vincent came over and reported, "Young master, the young lady is here to see you, waiting in the living room."

"Yes." Mo Lixiao responded.

Jiang Ningxi pushed him into the living room tactfully.

On the genuine leather sofa of Ouhuangfeng, there was a woman who was a bit morbidly thin and sickly.

She was wearing a white mask and a floral hat, and her two eyes exposed were a bit dark in color.

The woman wore a cake-colored short shirt, a white long skirt that was above the knee, and a pair of white flat cloth shoes under her feet, which made her real age at all.

"Sister, are you discharged from the hospital?" Mo Lixiao said with concern.

Mo Lixin stood up from the sofa, and seemed to have something hidden in her hands, and she carried it behind her back: "I heard from my mother that you have woken up, so I took a leave from the hospital to see you."

"Sister shouldn't have run out. I'll just go to the hospital to visit my sister." Mo Lixiao's tone was full of worry.

Mo Lixin looked at Jiang Ningxi, and a strange feeling that was not easy to detect suddenly flowed in her pale and powerless eyes: "Ali, is she Jiang Ningxi?"

"Xi Xi, I've seen my sister." Mo Lixiao said.

Jiang Ningxi moved forward from behind him.
Chapter completed!
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