In order to help Xia Xingran pay off Bai Moyan's money, Han Chenluo took a day off and was choreographing with the dance troupe for a charity performance in the evening. Hearing Xia Xingran's crying voice, the smile on his face quickly faded, and his expression suddenly tightened.
He bowed apologetically to the members of the dance troupe, held his cell phone in his hand and walked outside the theater to listen to the call.
He thought that Xia Xingran was bullied by Su Wanwan and others again, so he instantly changed his face to an angry look, as if he was going to cause trouble in the hospital again.
Xia Xingran was busy on the other side of the phone, shaking his head and saying, "No, no. Xiao Luo, I already know what happened at school yesterday. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said such unpleasant things to you. I'm really sorry. I apologize to you."
Han Chenluo was stunned, then smiled with relief, and comforted Xia Xingran in turn: "Sister, it's okay, I don't remember it anymore. Besides, you were obviously angry with me last night, but you still protected me. I have no anger at all." ”
The two shattered hearts once again moved closer to each other.
Xia Xingran's heart felt warm when she learned that Han Chenluo was launching a dance troupe to perform charity performances for construction workers. She promised Han Chenluo that she would support him when she got off work.
After Xia Xingran sent the couple away, she turned around and saw Bai Moyan.
There was a coldness between Bai Moyan's brows, and his sharp eyes were as cold as a sword. Xia Xingran felt a chill that was completely different from the bright sun outside, and wanted to penetrate into her bones.
Bai Zhengqian's contemptuous words still rang in his ears. Xia Xingran nodded to him politely and walked past him.
Bai Moyan held her arm, and a low and sinister voice escaped from his throat: "Dad said you gave up on me."
There was a flash of heartache in Xia Xingran's eyes, and she used her other hand to break free of Bai Moyan's hand.
"Brother Mo Yan, we were in the wrong family before, and we are still the same now. Thank you, Xiao Luo and I will find a way to deal with the money, and we won't owe you for a long time." A pun, which is Xia Xingran's usual style.
Bai Moyan pursed her lips tightly, her usually cold temperament suddenly mixed with some viciousness and surliness, and looked at her sideways: "What solution can you and Han Chenluo come up with?"
Xia Xingran handed the poster of the charity performance to Bai Moyan with a rather proud expression: "Brother Mo Yan, look, this is Xiao Luo's dance troupe. They will start a charity performance tonight. If we add up, we will be able to do it." Still here!"
us? When Bai Moyan heard this word, his eyes gradually turned red. He smiled half-heartedly and said, "Then I wish you success." After taking two steps, he suddenly turned to Xia Xingran and asked, "Are you going tonight too?"
After receiving a positive answer, Bai Moyan's lips curved slightly, and his eyes flashed with a hint of coldness.
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On the other side, Su Wanwan hung up Bai Zhengqian's call with a happy face and was in a good mood. Her first reaction was to share this good news that was unique to her with Xia Xingran.
When she walked into the surgical clinic humming a song, Xia Xingran had already gone to the ward to take care of the patient who fell from a height. Su Wanwan's face suddenly fell and she felt so boring.
She leaned on her chair boredly and inadvertently raised her head, just in time to catch a glimpse of Bai Moyan standing alone by the window, like an ice sculpture exuding a biting cold.
"Brother Mo Yan." She immediately walked to him. Bai Moyan looked down at her, with clear tears in his black pupils.
Su Wanwan's heart immediately clenched, and Bai Moyan turned away in panic, instead putting on his usual gentle smile.
"Xiao Ran and I made an appointment to watch a charity show together in the evening, will you go?" Bai Moyan sent the poster he found to Su Wanwan.
"Brother Mo Yan. Xia Xingran hasn't made it clear to you yet?" Su Wanwan had a cold face. It was obvious that her patience had reached its limit.
Bai Moyan's eyelashes fluttered: "I told you, that's why I want to go with her to create a chance to be alone. Maybe she will change her mind."
It turned out that the sadness he just felt stemmed from Xia Xingran's rejection.
After Su Wanwan understood, she embedded the delicate manicure deeply into her palms, her teeth clenched as she gradually came up with a terrible idea in her heart.
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After getting the consent of the family members, Xia Xingran followed Han Chenluo's idea and took several photos of construction workers in hospital, preparing to make a PPT as a dance background.
After only seven or eight hours of online crowdfunding, 30,000 yuan had been raised. In addition to the compensation from the construction company's insurance company, Xia Xingran quickly returned the 100,000 yuan to Bai Zhengqian.
"Aunt Liang, the cost of uncle's follow-up diagnosis and treatment is estimated to be a lot of money. I just saw that the cost of ICU for a day is close to 10,000, and online crowdfunding can only be part of it. I have a younger brother, and he did it for you tonight. It’s a charity performance, no matter how much performance fee I can get, I will give it to you.”
After returning from the dean's office, Xia Xingran revealed his plan. Aunt Liang looked at Xia Xingran, who was busy with their family, and knelt down with tears in her eyes. Shocked, Xia Xingran hurriedly called for someone to help her up.
"Aunt Liang, what are you doing? Since I chose to save my uncle, I must bear the burden to the end. Don't worry too much. When everyone adds fuel to the fire, we will find a solution together and we will eventually solve it."
Su Lichun recorded the video page on her mobile phone and looked at Xia Xingran, who was almost exactly the same as Xia Qing, with a happy smile on her lips.
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Five o'clock.
While talking on the phone with Han Chenluo, Xia Xingran changed her clothes and hurriedly left the hospital to rush to the theater.
Just after leaving the hospital, Xia Xingran noticed someone tapping her shoulder. It was probably someone asking for directions, so Xia Xingran turned back without thinking too much.
"Miss Xia Xingran, please come with us." They were two men, wearing sunglasses and quite muscular.
Xia Xingran looked them up and down warily and asked, "Who are you? What do you want from me? Where are you going?"
"My mother is not in good health. I would like to ask you to come and see her." One of the men with hair said.
Xia Xingran breathed a sigh of relief, but was still a little worried. He said, "I will go to work as usual tomorrow. You can bring your mother to see me."
Another bald man raised his eyebrows and said, "What nonsense are you talking to her about? Just take her away."
When Xia Xingran heard this, he realized that the person who came was really evil, so he immediately ran away.
After running a few steps, Baldy grabbed his arm and pulled him into a black car parked on the roadside.
Han Chenluo felt something was wrong and asked repeatedly: "Sister, has something happened to you?"
The black muzzle of the gun was pressed against Xia Xingran's temple. The man with hair quickly typed a line on his mobile phone: Report safe, otherwise he will shoot.
Xia Xingran tried hard to calm down, and came up with his plan: "Xiao Luo, I need to go on a business trip for a few days, and I won't be able to pass at night. Uncle Chang Huan is not in good health. Remember to remind him to take medicine on time."
Before he finished speaking, the man took away the phone and turned it off.
The car started to start, and the man took out a piece of black cloth and covered her eyes. In the darkness, Xia Xingran felt that the car drove for a long time before gradually stopping.
She was held hostage by two men and got out of the car. What came into view was a three-story independent building.
"Go by yourself, third floor, hurry up!" A strong force came from behind, and Xia Xingran was pushed, stumbling towards the third floor.
There was a cough in the darkness, and the two men's attitudes instantly improved, and they even made a gesture of invitation: "Miss Xia, please."
I opened the door and walked in. It was a room similar to a presidential suite. The interior is fully furnished, the refrigerator is filled with all kinds of fast food, all of her favorite flavors, and there is a microwave on the table outside for her to heat.
Obviously the person who kidnapped her must be very familiar with her.
She walked to the window and saw endless mountains. The scenery was desolate and unfamiliar. The lake at the foot of the mountain was glowing with the cold light of the moon. It was inferred that this place was at least three hours' drive from the city.
The Empty City Plot began to sing in the Temple of the Five Internal Organs. Xia Xingran opened the refrigerator and heated up a bowl of rice. Even if you want to escape, you have to eat enough. But judging from the situation just now, the person who kidnapped him probably didn't intend to kill anyone and silence him.
She ate her meal in mouthfuls, wondering in her mind whether Xiao Luo understood her code words and would immediately go to Chang Huan to rescue her. Among the people she knew, the only one she could count on now was Chang Huan, who was once the captain of the criminal police brigade.
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Su Zhai.
Su Wanwan held a goblet in her hand, with dark red mellow liquid flowing inside. She closed her eyes, listened to the music, and danced in the living room with a look of enjoyment.
The alarm on her phone rang. She looked at the time and saw that it was already half past eight in the evening. The corners of her mouth couldn't stop rising and she made a call:
"Hey, we caught the person. Wait until ten o'clock and let Xia Xingran go back as soon as the performance is over."
"Miss, we didn't catch Xia Xingran, someone took her away first!" An anxious voice came from the other end of the phone.
The smile on Su Wanwan's face froze instantly.
