Here, Xia Yan left Chu Weiwei's home at eight o'clock.

After chatting with Chu Weiwei, she felt very good.

She and Yi Beihan have gone through so much, so of course she knows how important her position is in Yi Beihan's heart.

The heat of midsummer has faded, and the night air has become slightly cooler.

Standing on the side of the road, Xia Yan had just stretched out his hand to hail a taxi when he felt slight footsteps coming from behind him.

Just as she was about to look back, her neck was suddenly strangled by a thick arm from behind. Then, before she could scream, a pungent smell hit her. Someone covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief, and she fainted instantly.

"Xia Yan, long time no see..."

This voice is so familiar...

………………

When Xia Yan woke up in confusion again, he found himself lying on the hotel bed.

In view of her previous experience, she quickly looked around her body and finally breathed a sigh of relief when she found that there were no traces.

Before she fell into coma, she vaguely heard a voice, but she didn't hear it clearly. She just felt that the voice seemed familiar.

She jumped out of bed, grabbed the door handle, and just as she was about to turn it, the door opened from the outside.

A pair of blue pupils shone with sharp light, especially the shiny hair, which made Xia Yan's heart instantly fall to the bottom.

Shen Zhuolie!!!

He is still alive!!!

A tall figure stood at the door, with deep longing in his blue pupils. Shen Zhuolie looked at her and smiled, "Xia Yan, we meet again."

Xia Yan stiffly twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled dryly, not sure if he was happy or scared.

Shen Zhuolie glanced at her up and down, "Come in quickly, don't catch a cold."

He immediately entered the door and turned the doorknob.

Xia Yan heard the sound of the door being closed, her heart thumped, and her body unconsciously stepped back.

"Xia Yan, are you unhappy to see me?"

Xia Yan backed away in panic, not daring to look into Shen Zhuolie's eyes. She gestured with trembling hands, "What do you want from me?"

Although she felt guilty for his death wish, she could never forget the cruel things he did to her and Yi Beihan when he was alive.

Shen Zhuolie quickly took two steps forward and grabbed Xia Yan's wrist, "Your voice hasn't recovered yet?"

Xia Yan raised his head unexpectedly and saw Shen Zhuolie with a frown on his face.

Shaking off Shen Zhuolie's hand, she kept stepping back, "Do you have a problem with me? If nothing happens, I'm going home. My husband is waiting for me."

Unexpectedly, Shen Zhuolie grabbed her arm again and pulled her back, causing Xia Yan to fall on top of him.

The man took her body and fell directly onto the bed. Looking at her pale face with fright, Shen Zhuolie tightened his grip on her waist, with an evil curve on his lips, "Yi Beihan would never have thought of me.

It’s still alive, so we can’t be found for the time being.”

Hearing Shen Zhuolie's words, Xia Yan shivered in fear. She put her arms on Shen Zhuolie's chest and tried to struggle, but was restrained tighter by him.

Shen Zhuolie stared at her with burning eyes, stroking Xia Yan's soft lips with his slender fingers, and murmured in a low voice, "Xia Yan, I never thought we would have the chance to meet again in this life. When the cruise ship sank, I thought I was going to die.

, I really regret, why I haven’t let you fall in love with me for so many years..."

Xia Yan slapped his chest hard, trying to curse but couldn't, so she turned her head to prevent him from touching her.
Chapter completed!