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C19 Threat

After leaving Ling Ying's house, Yan Hsingwei stood by the car door for a long time. He rarely smoked, but suddenly, he started smoking one cigarette after another. The ground was covered with cigarette butts.

He did not believe Ling Ying's words, but there was one thing he understood. That was, Tang Shuixin did not go home last night!

Tang Shuixin didn't have many friends. Other than Ling Ying, she was also a roommate of a university that was quite a distance away from her.

But he also did not think that Tang Shuixin would run that far in search of him in the middle of the night.

Yan Hsingwei threw away the last cigarette in his hand, got up and took out a bottle of mineral water from the trunk. He rinsed his mouth a few times, then drove away.

Ling Ying, who was standing in the corridor, watched Yan Hsingwei's car slowly drive out of the residential area. The hatred in her eyes became more and more intense.

"Tang Shuixin, so what if the Yan Family people know? As long as Yan Hsingwei is still interested in my body, I'm confident that I can take him away from you. "

… ….

Yan Hsingwei thought for a long time before he finally called Tang Shuixin.

The wedding announcement had long since spread out, and the wedding announcement had already been sent out. His grandfather had even drawn up the rights to the wedding, so even if he used despicable and shameless methods, the wedding would still be held as scheduled.

After the phone rang for a long time, Tang Shuixin finally picked it up.

She had finally returned home!

"Shuixin, can we talk?"

"Alright, I'll wait for you in the nearby outdoor coffee shop." On the other end of the phone, Tang Shuixin remained silent for a while before she slowly spoke.

"Alright, let's meet there!" After hanging up, Yan Hsingwei's expression relaxed a bit.

Tang Shuixin stood in the mirror, hesitating to change her dress.

As Qing Shaoyu said, it wasn't that she didn't like the dress, it was that she didn't dare to wear it. On her shoulders, a few nails were imprinted on her fair skin, making it particularly striking.

"Alright, since he said I don't dare to wear it, then I'll wear it today to talk about breaking up with Yan Hsingwei." Tang Shuixin spoke with all her might to her reflection in the mirror, as if she was in a rage.

… ….

In the outdoor coffee shop, Yan Hsingwei chose a quiet seat and ordered two cups of coffee, waiting for Tang Shuixin.

"Shuixin, here!" Almost as soon as Tang Shuixin appeared in the café, Jack saw her.

He waved at her, got up, and dragged the chair away from her, waiting for her to come and sit down.

"Thank you!" Tang Shuixin sat down lightly and pushed her hair, which had fallen to her sides, to the back of her head.

Yan Hsingwei was slightly stunned, not because of the wound on her shoulder, but because of the dress she wore today.

If he remembered correctly, he had never seen Tang Shuixin buy such a sexy dress before.

"You look beautiful in that outfit." Yan Hsingwei gulped down a few mouthfuls of coffee, while concealing the uneasiness in his eyes.

"Why are you looking for me?" Tang Shuixin was not moved by his praise. She took the coffee from him and kept stirring it with a spoon.

"Shuixin, I admit that I was in the wrong. I hope you can give me one more chance, okay?" Yan Hsingwei looked at her with a serious expression.

"Do you think we can go back?" Tang Shuixin only felt that it was extremely laughable when she saw him lowering his head and admitting his mistake.

Just before she left, Ling Ying sent her a message saying that Yan Hsingwei had just left her bed.

Yet, this man shamelessly wanted her to give him another chance.

"Yan Hsingwei, we can't go back. I will not get married to you."

"What about your brother? You don't care?"

Tang Shuixin stood blankly on the spot, her eyes full of anger.

She had actually forgotten about her brother.

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