Chapter 363
What Xia Ling was least afraid of was threats.

She pursed her lips when she heard this.

"So, have you arrived yet? You should have not flown over at the airport. I'll give you an address, and you come to me. Some things, it's better for us to clarify in person. "

"I--"

Yan Xingchen hadn't finished speaking yet.

Xia Ling hung up the phone directly.

Ruan Shifeng stared at Xia Ling blankly, his whole heart trembling.

She didn't know what kind of person Yan Xingchen was.

I don't know how terrible Yan Xingchen's methods are.

If you dare to hang up the phone, the consequences must be disastrous.

"You're finished, you're finished."

Xia Ling turned to look at Ruan Shifeng, "How could it be over? Since I dare to get involved in these things, I have my own preparations."

She walked up to Ruan Shifeng and patted Ruan Shifeng's shoulder lightly, "You take good care of your illness and wait for me to bring you a good result."

After speaking, she walked away from the house with ease.

She opened a room on the top floor of the hotel, quietly waiting for Yan Xingchen's visit.
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When Yan Xingchen arrived, it was almost dark.

According to the address Xia Ling gave, he got on the elevator of the hotel and pressed the elevator button on the top floor.

Standing in the elevator, Yan Xingchen looked at the expectant C, and warned in a vicious voice: "C, no matter what, you can't hurt her indiscriminately. Did you hear that?"

C turned away and looked at Yan Xingchen indifferently.

"What I do is my business. What does it have to do with you? Besides, now A has given this body to me. Only I can decide on my body!"

"This body does not belong to any of us. If you insist on hurting her, I am willing to die with you!"

"Ding--"

The elevator door opened, C glanced at Yan Xingchen with a smile, and stepped out of the elevator.

"Dong Dong" knocked on the door twice.

Xia Ling, who was lighting candles in the room, raised her head and looked in the direction of the door, got up and ran towards the door.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Yan Xingchen, who was dressed completely differently from usual, standing at the door.

He changed out of his usual casual white shirt and put on a black suit that didn't fit his usual style, with gold-rimmed glasses and several wide-striped rings on his hands.

Looking at Yan Xingchen like this.

Xia Ling seemed to understand why Yan Xingchen was so rude to him on the phone just now.

Probably because of a different personality.

Standing at the door, Yan Xingchen looked Xia Ling up and down.

Just look at her wearing a black silk suspender skirt, revealing a pair of fair, slender and straight legs. The deep V neckline is embroidered with red roses on the lace, which is charming and dangerous.

There were two rows of candles placed on the ground behind her, and the flames were swaying constantly with the wind blowing in from the window.

Tense aggressive style played in the house.The name is The String of Destiny.

In the doorway covered with rose petals, the two stood facing each other, their eyes facing each other.

Yan Xingchen, who has changed his personality, and Xia Ling, who has revealed his original appearance, are inexplicably a good match.

Yan Xingchen looked around the romantic environment, raised his hand and directly grabbed Xia Ling's neck, pressing her body against the wall, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Who are you waiting for? Huh? Don't say you're waiting for me, I won't believe it at all."

Xia Ling grabbed Yan Xingchen's black shirt collar with one hand, pulled him closer, raised his knee and slammed into his vitals.

When he let go in pain, he raised his leg and kicked him to the ground.

Yan Xingchen got up and rushed towards Xia Ling. The two fisted each other, but he was not Xia Ling's opponent at all.

He was knocked to the ground by Xia Ling again and again.

The tied up Yan Xingchen was struggling and twisting on the ground like an insect.

He couldn't figure out why Xia Ling knew kung fu, and why Xia Ling, who usually looked delicate, suddenly seemed like a different person, with a new core in her body.

He looked up at Xia Ling, who was sitting on the sofa, drinking red wine leisurely, and said viciously, "Let me go! Xia Ling, do you know what you are doing!"

"I know." Xia Ling glanced lazily at Yan Xingchen, "The surprise I worked so hard to prepare for you was misunderstood by you, and I just simply punished you, what's so strange?"

Yan Xingchen is now full of unease, fearing that the police will rush through the door in the next second, "Who the hell are you! What is the purpose of you approaching me! And... what do you know!"

Xia Ling's legs resting on the armrest of the sofa dangled, and the tip of her toes lightly brushed against Yan Xingchen's arm, and the red wine in the glass swayed twice with her movements.

"My purpose is very simple. I just want a pure and clean you." She lowered her head and looked at Yan Xingchen with obsession, "Why? Why did you lie to me? Why did you betray me! Why Betray me!"

Her shrill voice echoed in the room, almost piercing Yan Xingchen's eardrums, like a ghost who came to collect debts at midnight.

Yan Xingchen stared at the crazy Xia Ling.

Subconsciously, I had a terrible guess in my heart.

She is the same person as herself.

They also lived in her body.

"Xingchen, Xingchen, haven't we said that? Didn't we say that we should be sincere to each other?" She knelt beside him, brushing his cheek lightly with her fingers, her eyes were red, and she was about to cry.

Standing aside, B, the personality who first met and fell in love with Xia Ling squeezed into his body and kept pushing C.

"C, come out and give me back your body! Let me talk to her, only I can talk to her!"

"Go away! If you hadn't agreed to this bullshit promise back then, how could we be restrained now! Go away, and never appear in this body again!"

"You've already lost! C! You can't beat her at all, you've already lost!"

"I didn't! You shut up!"

Xia Ling quietly stared at Yan Xingchen who was struggling on the ground, constantly changing his expression, and talking to himself.

She tilted the red wine glass in her hand slightly, and the red wine inside flowed down the edge of the glass.

It hit Yan Xingchen's face drop by drop.

Yan Xingchen, whose personalities were entangled with each other, raised his eyes and looked at Xia Ling who was pouring red wine on his face.

Xia Ling said softly, "Let him come out."

Yan Xingchen's expression was a little distorted, and he sneered: "Who do you think you are, giving me orders?!"

Xia Ling didn't talk nonsense, he inserted his hand into Yan Xingchen's hair, grabbed his hair tightly and pulled it back, forcing his head to go up, "I said, let him come out, don't you understand?"

"Let go of your fucking hands! Let go! I'll kill you!!"

Xia Ling stood up and kicked Yan Xingchen in the abdomen, causing him to curl up in pain.

Just when he was about to take the second kick, Yan Xingchen, who was twitching and twisting on the ground, suddenly changed his tone.

"Xia Ling...it's me...don't hit me, it's me...I snatched my body back..."

(End of this chapter)

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