Stop There, Daddy

The murderer struggled in disbelief. He clearly didn’t see anyone from the surveillance, so how could he?

The police quickly undid Wen Luo, He Siming and Gong Yu.

Wen Luo’s eyes were red and she asked worriedly, “Are you all okay?”

There was blood flowing from the corner of He Siming’s mouth, but his lips curved and he smiled at Wen Luo. Although his face was injured, it didn’t affect his charm at all.

Wen Luo blushed and stopped looking at He Siming.

The police rushed them to the hospital, and He Siming and Gong Yu were seriously injured. Especially He Siming, who had provoked the murderer just now, his injuries were even worse.

For them, Wen Luo felt that they owed too much. No matter what grudges they had before, they had fought with the murderer for her and suffered serious injuries.

Thus, Wenrot stayed in the hospital to take care of them until they recovered. They might as well suffer only superficial wounds, and they didn’t hurt their internal organs, so they were fine. It would be good if he only recuperated for ten days.

One day, Wen Luo went to find Gong Yu. She had just left Gong Yu and brushed past a man, but that person stopped her.

The man was Zhong He Xuan.

“Wait a minute, Miss, do you know each other?” Zhong He Xuan pointed at himself and said.

Wen Luo awkwardly took two steps back and forced a friendly smile. He quickly recalled in his head but didn’t find any useful information.

“Sorry, sir, I don’t know you, at least not now.”

Zhong He Xuan frowned and looked incredulous. “How is that possible?” We were very familiar before, so you couldn’t not know me.

Wen Luo carefully looked at the man and felt that the deja vu seemed to have been seen somewhere.

Also, she lost her memory and didn’t remember anything. She might’ve known each other before.

“Sorry, I don’t remember what happened before, so we might’ve known each other before, but now I really don’t remember.”

Zhong He Xuan frowned and listened to Wen Luo’s tone. How could she have lost her memory?

However, her appearance had changed so dramatically that she might really have lost her memory. He tentatively asked, “Miss, did you lose your memory?”

Wen Luo felt a little be rather baffling, so he smiled awkwardly and nodded.

Wen Luo nodded and said, “If there’s nothing else, I’ll leave first. I’m still very busy today.”

Then, seeing as the man didn’t react, he quickly turned around and left.

Although the man looked quite familiar, perhaps he really knew each other, there was always a bad feeling about him.

Even if they knew each other, their relationship wasn’t very good.

She hurriedly reached the parking area. She locked the car and got into the car. Just as she was on fire, she felt something was wrong.

Wen Luo frowned. Could something have gone wrong with the car?

She got out of the car and looked at it. Sure enough, the back of the car was already bulging.

Why was his luck so bad?

She turned around and wanted to find a car repair shop. She saw the man behind her from a pillar.

Wen Luo frowned and thought about whether to call Gong Yu or call the police.

Seeing that Wen Luo saw him, Zhong He Xuan walked out awkwardly.

Wen Luo subconsciously took two steps back and asked cautiously, “Sir, is there anything else you need?”NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

Wen Luo had already taken out her phone and was about to call the police. Could this man be a stalker? Furthermore, she had been kidnapped by a demon earlier, which made her even more afraid.

Zhong He Xuan hurriedly waved his hand and explained, “No, Miss, I have no ill intentions. I just walked along the way with you and found that you have encountered a problem. What’s wrong? Is there anything you need help with?

Wen Luo looked at Zhong He Xuan. Although she seemed to naturally hate Zhong He Xuan, Zhong He Xuan didn’t look like a person from behave in a vicious and unrestrained way.

She smiled and said, “No need. It’s all a small problem. I’ll call the maintenance shop’s people to fix it later.”

Zhong He Xuan took a step forward and looked at the tires. He smiled and said, “The tires are broken. I will change. Do you have spare tires and tools?”

Wen Luo hadn’t said anything when Zhong He Xuan came up to open the trunk and found a spare tire.

“No, it’s too much trouble for you.”

“Nothing, nothing.” I can still help with this small matter, “Zhong He Xuan said with a seemingly friendly tone.

Helplessly, Wen Luo could only help him find a tool to change the tires.

After the change, Wen Luo thanked him and said that he would treat him to dinner next time. Then he said that he had something to do and left first.

Zhong He Xuan stood on the spot, his hands crossed his chest, and the corners of his mouth curved as he watched Wen Luo leave.

He remembered the video in his computer.

The content of the video was exciting. If He Siming saw it, his expression must be painful, right? Zhong He Xuan smiled maliciously.

He raised his head and glanced in the direction where Wen Luo had left, then called a taxi back to his residence.

After he went back, he immediately took out a hidden USB and inserted it on the computer. Then he opened an unknown folder and put it on again.

After reading it, he closed his eyes.

He raised his head and said with interest, “He Siming, if you see this video, what’s your expression?” It was a pity that I couldn’t see your expression with my own eyes. Otherwise, I would be curious. What kind of car accident video of your lover in as if nobody on earth could beat him would look like? “Yes.”

He clicked the mouse twice and sent the video anonymous to He Siming.

He Siming, who was still working, suddenly received a video of unknown origin. When it was opened, the front of the video indicated what would happen later.

He Siming quickly turned off the video, his eyes reddened and his head hurt. He hadn’t been able to protect her in the past, but now he was scared, afraid that he would see something happen again.

He hurriedly called a professional to take on his earphones to watch the video and see the end.

Halfway through, He Siming was rubbing his temples.

“What do you think? In the end, can you see where the heroine from the car accident is?” He Siming asked indifferently.

The man shook his head.

He Siming also expected it. Who would send him those important messages so kindly? The reason why he got this was to watch him suffer.

He quickly asked the computer master to check the iPad of the video, sent the location to his phone, and hurriedly put down his work and brought people over.

But after rushing, He Siming didn’t see anyone, only a house with some signs of life.

He Siming sat on the sofa silent for a while, his hand on his head.

Perhaps no one could understand his current pain and despair after getting a hint of hope.

When Zhong He Xuan arrived at the residential building, he found the bodyguards. He felt that something was wrong, and the building fled before entering.