I, Qinghuan

Sun Xuxue handled affairs very quickly, the restaurant was cleared in time, and the ambulance arrived as quickly as possible.When she and the nurses sent the unconscious Jiang Banxia to the ambulance, Nan Yang had already left.

Sun Xuxue's affection for Jiang Banxia was limited to her beautiful mixed-race face. Once she found that Jiang Banxia and Nan Yang were on opposite sides, she chose Nan Yang's side without hesitation.Nan Yang had never told them before that it turned out that she stayed in Australia for so many years because of such a bastard woman. Sun Xuxue was shocked when she found out. Like Nan Yang, she didn't understand why anyone would dare to make such a mistake.

After going to the hospital, Sun Xuxue didn't ask a word about Jiang Banxia's injury, instead she kept talking around the doctor, telling them to take off the knife quickly.Sun Xuxue knew that Nan Yang liked that knife, and whether Jiang Banxia died or not had nothing to do with her. She had to quickly get the knife back, clean it and disinfect it, and send it back to Nan Yang.

Nan Yang is a bit of a clean freak, if the knife is delivered later, she will probably have to clean it up all night.

Sun Xuxue barely slept that night, she disposed of the knife overnight, and went to the police station where Nanyang's household registration is located early the next morning to help her reissue her ID card.However, it would take two months to reissue the ID card, so she first issued a temporary ID card for her. Originally, she had to be there in person, but Sun Xuxue saw that the time was too late, so she asked Mei Zhongli to ask her to do it quickly. alright.No matter what, Nan Yang had to go back smoothly today.

At noon, Sun Xuxue booked a plane ticket and drove to Mei's house to pick up Nanyang.

Mei Zhongli was not in the villa, so he should still be busy with Sun Guohui about Liu Zhen's share transfer.Sun Xuxue walked into the gate of the villa with ease, took a quick look at the living room on the first floor, and didn't see Nan Yang, so she went straight upstairs to Nan Yang's room.

As soon as the door opened, Sun Xuxue froze in place.

That cold and snowy woman didn't sit by the bay window to read a book, or sit at the desk to take notes as usual, and she didn't even lean against the cabinet to find clothes.She suddenly fell to the door, lying there lifeless, motionless.

She looked as if she had died, her long, pure black hair spread over her snow-white blouse, turned sideways, and the floor was covered in blood.More than half of her cheeks and shirt were soaked in blood, and she was holding something tightly in her right hand. The whole hand was stained red, but she still didn't let go.

"Old ancestor!" Sun Xuxue knelt down in panic, raising her hands in a panic, not knowing where to move Nanyang.

Nan Yang's consciousness was still there. Her eyelashes trembled violently, but they were still half-opened in the pool of blood. Looking at Sun Xuxue, she said hoarsely, "I...it's fine."

"I'll take you to the hospital, I'll call right away..." Sun Xuxue was trembling with fright.

"No need," Nan Yang tried to move, and slowly curled up his left hand, propping up his shoulder a little, "It's over. The hospital... there's no need, it's a waste of time."

Delay the time to catch the plane.

Sun Xuxue understood what she meant, she didn't want Qinghuan to wait for her.

If she had come two hours earlier, she would have sent Nan Yang to the hospital no matter what she said, but right now...it's indeed over, it's all over.Although she survived by herself.

With red eyes, Sun Xuxue helped Nan Yang up from the ground and said nothing more.

Nan Yang stood up weakly, and slowly released the right hand that had been tightly held.Inside are two Socha Gold Tequila chocolates that have been crushed into pieces.The wine wrapped in the chocolate had already fused with the blood in her palm, and the cocoa butter was warmed by her body, sticking stickily to her fingertips.

Qing Huan said, don't eat it right away, so she never ate it.She is very obedient, if Qing Huan doesn't let her eat, she won't eat.Just like Qing Huan said before, "Don't eat those carbs, it's easy to get diabetes, try eating chocolate", since then, except for a bunch of candied haws when she was drunk, she has never eaten candied haws again.

It's just a pity that it was broken after all.She probably shouldn't have been holding them when the pain hit.

"Old Ancestor, it's time to take off in three hours. We...how about we book another flight and you can rest for a while?" Sun Xuxue asked cautiously.

"It's okay, I'm going to take a shower. You wait for me downstairs, you won't miss the flight."

Sun Xuxue sighed, she had no choice, she knew that Nan Yang was a person who was especially stubborn about promises, so she could only go downstairs silently.

Nan Yang locked the door behind her back and undid the three buttons on the neckline. This time, she impatiently undid them one by one. After untying the three buttons, she grabbed the neckline and took them off.She rolled the white shirt into a ball in her hands, and wiped her blood-stained nose and chin. One collarbone was covered with blood, while the other collarbone was still white, like a butterfly with one wing dyed red. Her breath fluttered up and down shallowly.

After she finished wiping, she threw the shirt on the pool of blood and walked slowly into the bathroom.

The shirt slowly collapsed on the pool of blood, and red wet marks slowly climbed up every uncontaminated corner, like ivy spreading on the wall, clamoring to infect every inch of blank territory.It didn't take long for the entire shirt to turn from pure white to blood red, and drops of full blood dripped down the slightly curled neckline.

Tick.

Tick.

It is like endlessly pronouncing cruel and hideous punishments.

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Five hours later.

It was already past six o'clock in the afternoon. After getting off the plane, Nan Yang and Sun Xuxue took a taxi to Zangzuo Film and Television City.

When they arrived at Zangzuo, Zhu Qinghuan was performing today's last scene with Ming Wancheng.

It was another day when the prince was not around, and another day when the maid of honor bullied the goddess.Tomorrow night Cheng will slap her Master Qinghuan three times today.She was already scared, but when she knew that Nan Yang would come in the afternoon, she trembled even more.

In order to seek truth in general TV dramas, in most cases, the actors will actually fight, punching to the flesh.And if you really fight, you can also sell a wave of dedicated people by the way, which will be beneficial and harmless.Li Dong is such a strict person, of course he will ask Cheng to fan Zhu Qinghuan tomorrow night.

When Cheng rolled up his sleeves tomorrow night, he planned at least twenty different routes in his mind that looked like real fans but didn't actually hurt her master.Fortunately, she has high internal strength, and can return the strength to her own hand the moment she hits it, but she will suffer more and suffer more pain.

Nan Yang silently went to the side of the shooting site, found a fishing chair and sat down, Sun Xuxue leaned over to the camera to watch the fun, the scene was in full swing, and no one noticed Nan Yang's arrival.Nan Yang also had no intention of disturbing their filming.

Tomorrow night Cheng fanned very beautifully, it looked exactly like the real one, and everyone present thought she was playing for real.Only Zhu Qinghuan knew that although Ming Wancheng touched her face every time, she didn't feel any pain at all, as if she was just touched by Ming Wancheng hard.

Li Dong was very satisfied, Cheng played well tomorrow night, Zhu Qinghuan's expression was also in place, with tears in her eyes, she looked aggrieved but stubborn and forbearing.It took only three takes for this scene.

Three means that Cheng Cheng slapped her master nine times tomorrow night.

Nan Yang could tell that Cheng Cheng didn't really fan him tomorrow night, but even so, there was still a little displeasure in his eyes.She did not have a fan, but she actually touched it.It is also indecent to touch.

"Okay!" Li Dong clapped his hands, "This is over, Zhu Zhu, Ah Cheng, you have worked hard, you can go first. Xiao Zhang, prepare to change the scene, and ask Xia Shan to get ready!"

Zhu Qinghuan finally relaxed after maintaining her stiff expression. The tears she had been holding back could no longer be tolerated. She walked to the sidelines, closed her eyes and rubbed her temples, while reaching out to Xiaoye: "Xiaoye, give me the towel."

A soft towel was placed in her palm, and the moment it was delivered, the familiar icy temperature passed over her jaw.

Zhu Qinghuan immediately opened her eyes, her eyes were still red, she couldn't hold back the smile on her lips: "Nan Yang?"

Nan Yang stood in front of her and hummed.

It's been a month since I saw her, and she still looks deserted, wearing a pure white bread down jacket, the zipper is tightly pulled, but you can still see a bit of the collar of the white sweater inside.She should have just taken a shower not long ago, her hair was in a slightly fluffy state after being hurriedly visited by a hairdryer, exuding a pleasant shampoo fragrance.

It's just that the lips don't seem to have any color.

"Are you not feeling well?" Zhu Qinghuan was keenly aware of something.

"You can see it." Nan Yang didn't hide too much, and even coughed out a cough that had been suppressed for a long time, "I... caught a cold on the road, it's fine to go inside."

"It's freezing?"

Zhu Qinghuan frowned, feeling a little troubled.Nan Yang's body is really delicate, neither hot nor cold, what should she do to take good care of her?

"Nan Yang!" Ming Wancheng ran over carelessly, lifted up his skirt without any hesitation, and stuffed his phone into the trouser pocket of his jeans, "When did you come? I was looking for you just now."

Nan Yang said expressionlessly, "Don't call me by my name."

Tomorrow night, Cheng tsk-tsk twice, quite disgusted: "Okay, Boss Nan. She's quite airy."

Zhu Qinghuan forced a smile, and then whispered: "I'm sorry...Boss Nan."

Nan Yang: "..."

Tomorrow night Cheng couldn't help laughing out loud.

"You can call my name." Nan Yang explained to Qing Huan lightly, "I just don't let her call it."

"Really?" Zhu Qinghuan raised her eyes, their eyes were bright.

"Ah."

Tomorrow night Cheng looked at the two of them, hugged his arms, and curled his lips: "It seems that I am quite redundant, so I will go first."

Tomorrow night Cheng walked a few steps away, deliberately slowed down her pace, looked back quietly, and found that no one was trying to keep her.She gritted her teeth, and angrily covered her right hand, which was already red because of the reaction force, shouted to call her assistant, and went back to the hotel first.

"Then I'll change clothes first, wait for me." Zhu Qinghuan handed the towel to Xiaoye beside her, with a gentle arc on her lips, "I prepared a hot pot in our room. The hot pot ingredients are mine I made it myself, using salad oil and Pixian Douban, it’s not very spicy, you can eat more this time.”

It turned out that she always remembered that she didn't have a hot pot meal that day.

Nan Yang lowered her eyes, covered her momentary gaffe, cleared her throat, and said:

"Okay, I'll go back to eat hot pot in a while."