Xia Xingran dragged his heavy steps back, preparing to send Han Chenluo's things to his school.
"What a pity. Your parents made so much money, why didn't they leave you any money?" Su Wanwan smiled sarcastically: "Didn't you pretend to be very polite last night? You just accepted the money and you felt very at ease."
Xia Xingran chuckled, raised her head, and said deliberately: "Does it matter if I use my boyfriend's money?"
This trick really worked for Su Wanwan. Su Wanwan's expression changed immediately after hearing this. She stepped forward, grabbed Xia Xingran's collar, and said a few words through her teeth: "Say it again."
Xia Xingran pulled Su Wanwan's hand away with force and raised her eyebrows: "You should know that Brother Mo Yan has been in love with me since we were young."
She deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the words that she had expressed since she was little. Su Wanwan's eyes immediately exploded like volcanoes, burning with uncontrollable anger.
Then Su Wanwan slapped her away and cursed: "Xia Xingran, you are shameless, you are treading two boats. While you are hooking up with high school students, you are also hanging on to Bai Moyan. In the past five years, you have really grown. Quite a few.”
Xia Xingran rubbed her hot face and sneered: "We can't just be like you and make no progress after so many years."
When Su Wanwan rushed towards her again, Xia Xingran dodged. She just wanted to deliberately dampen Su Wanwan's spirit and didn't want to tangle with her any more.
"Uncle Bai will never agree to your marrying Brother Mo Yan. Just give up!"
Su Wanwan shouted angrily behind her, and her hysterical screams echoed throughout the hall, attracting countless eyes, including Bai Moyan, who was stunned at the toll booth.
"What do you mean by this?" Bai Moyan took a few steps over with long legs.
Xia Xingran secretly yelled something bad and hurriedly turned back to stop Su Wanwan. As soon as she walked up to the two of them, she heard Su Wanwan gnashing her teeth and telling Bai Moyan everything they had just talked about in detail.
Bai Moyan's gloomy face just now suddenly became clear. He stepped towards the panicked Xia Xingran, grabbed one of her wrists, held her waist, and pulled her close to him.
He pursed his lips tightly, his eyes gradually turned red, and asked Xia Xingran in a hoarse voice: "Xiaoran, is everything Wanwan said true?"
This really shot himself in the foot. Xia Xingran wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl in.
"Ouch, my stomach hurts. Ouch, it hurts so much. Brother Mo Yan, I'm on my period, please let me go first." In desperation, Xia Xingran didn't care much, and used the all-purpose girl's trick. .
When Bai Moyan heard this, his expression softened a little, his hands relaxed, and Xia Xingran immediately ran away as if running for his life.
"Uncle Zhong, I'm in a hurry. The construction worker is going to bother Uncle Zhong. If you have any questions, call him. I'll leave first."
When they arrived at the surgery office, Xia Xingran took Han Chenluo's things and asked for leave with Zhong Lin. She took a taxi from the back door of the hospital and went straight to City A Senior High School.
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Xia Xingran reported Han Chenluo's name and class, saying that she was his sister. The doorman's brows seemed to be knotted. Through his cloudy reading glasses, he looked suspiciously at Xia Xingran up and down several times before letting her in.
When he arrived at class, Han Chenluo was not in the classroom. The whole class knew that Xia Xingran bravely broke into the office last time, so when they saw her coming, everyone was half curious and half afraid.
"Don't mention it, Han Chenluo, the so-called sister, is really pretty."
Three or five little boys gathered together and pointed at Xia Xingran.
Unable to find Han Chenluo's whereabouts, Xia Xingran had to search all over the campus. After groping around the campus, I finally found him in a small corner next to the playground.
There was dirt flying all over his body, and there were varying degrees of stains. Next to him stood a feminine-looking boy, trembling and looking at Han Chenluo with tears on his face.
The fire in Xia Xingran's heart suddenly ignited. She pulled Han Chenluo and taught him a lesson: "You are getting more and more aggressive now, and you don't even let such a weak boy go! Why are you so mean? I think Aunt Han You’re not such a person, why can’t you learn?”
Han Chenluo looked at her blankly, with mixed emotions and hidden tears. Then he opened his pale lips and smiled, his eyes no longer full of overflowing love.
His eyes moved down and fell on his luggage bag. It felt like a hole had been poked in his heart, and the pain spread at an extremely fast speed.
"So you are no different from them. You all look at me this way." His tone was cold, without the warmth of the past.
Han Chenluo took his luggage bag, dragged the boy, and walked straight past Xia Xingran.
"Hey, what's going on with you? Where do you want to take this boy?" Xia Xingran ran over and tried to stop Han Chenluo.
Xia Xingran had never seen Han Chenluo look like this before. It was as if all thoughts were lost and his whole body was emptied. What stood in front of her at this moment was just a body.
"What else can a bad person like me do?" Han Chenluo sneered, pushed Xia Xingran away and walked towards the teaching building.
This was the first time Xia Xingran felt Han Chenluo's strength. She felt like a leaf being blown down, feeling infinitely disappointed.
As soon as they entered the teaching building, the boy's parents arrived and thanked Han Chenluo profusely: "We were almost scared to death when we heard Classmate Hao's call. Fortunately, Classmate Han, thank you for saving our son. "
Seeing that Han Chenluo was injured, the parents of the rescued boy quickly took out a wad of money and wanted to take him to the hospital. Han Chenluo waved his hand casually, indicating that he didn't need it.
He quickly ran to the top floor of the teaching building and saw Xia Xingran walking out of the campus without any regrets, without looking back at him again.
Tears finally poured out of Han Chenluo's eyes. He said nothing and quietly turned around and left.
God loves everyone except himself.
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Xia Xingran returned home holding back her anger. After leaving the house in a mess, she curled up on the sofa and cried while looking at the photos of Xia Qingyi and Ruan Yiren.
She has never been as helpless as she is now, wanting to rely on her parents.
parents? Xia Xingran's eyes flashed, and she walked into Xia Qingyi and Ruan Yiren's room while stepping on the messy floor with bare feet.
Everything is the same as before, except that the old friend is not there. Xia Xingran walked in gently, for fear of disturbing her parents' peace.
Since her parents' death, Xia Xingran has arranged the house as it was when they were alive. To show respect, except for her parents' death anniversary every year, when she goes in to sit for a while, she doesn't go in the rest of the time.
On the desk, Xia Qingyi's diary hadn't had time to take it back. Xia Xingran cried even harder, blaming herself for letting outsiders break in and disturbing her parents.
She reached out to take the diary back, but found that there were missing pages and torn paper inside. Curiosity drove her to those pages. Without exception, everything missing or damaged was from the month when the incident occurred five years ago.
The torn holes were messy, and some even had scraps of paper left behind. It can be inferred that the person who tore them off must have been extremely anxious.
But my father has always been a neat and meticulous person, so how could he do something so inconsistent with his character?
Xia Xingran was filled with doubts and began to work hard to identify the words on the remaining pages.
"Why are there names of Su Lichun and Su Wanwan's mother? Bai Zhengqian appears many times in these pages."
The diary was badly damaged. Apart from a few familiar names, there was no valuable information. It was impossible to deduce what happened back then.
Xia Xingran thought about it again and felt that professional matters should be left to professionals, so she called Chang Huan and confirmed that he was still at the same place, then took the diary and went out.
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In Qingyue Bar, Chang Huan still looked drunk. Xia Xingran sat down next to him, but there was no smell of alcohol.
She made her future purpose clear in a few words. Chang Huan opened his eyes, took the diary handed over by Xia Xingran and flipped through a few pages.
"I wonder if it is possible to find out some information about the counterfeit drug case through these clues?" Xia Xingran looked at Chang Huan expectantly.
"Try it, it's better than nothing." Chang Huan comforted, and suddenly became curious: "How did you find this diary?"
"It's always been there, but I never opened it because it was my father's relic. If Han Chenluo hadn't opened it privately, I wouldn't have discovered that there was anything wrong with the diary."
Xia Xingran had a complicated heart. On the one hand, she couldn't tolerate Han Chenluo's behavior of turning against customers, but on the other hand, he did help her.
Chang Huan accidentally saw Han Ranchen at the bar, pointed at him, and understood. He asked Xia Xingran to be patient and wait for news from him.
Xia Xingran thanked him and left Qingyue Bar. Just two steps away, someone in the crowd was heard whispering: "You saw that right, the one who was beaten was Han Chenluo. It was so miserable, he was almost beaten to death. So many adults beat him alone. , who did you offend?"
Xia Xingran didn't have time to hear the next words. She grabbed the passerby like crazy, asked for the direction, and ran over instinctively.
With the wind whistling by her ears, Xia Xingran only hated herself for why she couldn't go faster, faster!
In a dark alley, Han Chenluo was besieged by more than a dozen strong men in black. His handsome face was no longer discernible, and there was blood everywhere.
Suddenly, a dazzling white light shot from the entrance of the alley, followed by the sound of footsteps, and Han Chenluo felt like he was being hugged into a familiar embrace.
He heard the familiar voice, cold and aloof with a stern threat: "I have already dialed 110. If you don't want to be caught, get out of here!"
