"These are not the point, the point is my next words, you give me a clear word by word!"

"I want Song Youman to live, I don't care what method you use, she has to live, if I go back alive, she has three long and two short, I will kill you; If I can't go back alive, if I bump into her in the underworld, I will turn into a ghost and toss you to death every night! ”

"Do you understand?"

When Xia Goodnight said the last four words, he was almost squeezed out between his teeth.

Han Zhijin actually hated the woman in front of her a little, she felt that her appearance had robbed his little aunt of his little uncle's place in the bottom of his heart, but at this moment, he felt that when she said these words, she was very cordial, as if he had seen the little aunt.

Seeing Han Zhijin looking at him, Xia Wan'an was silent for a long time, and grabbed him by the collar even harder: "Do you understand what I said?" ”

Han Zhijin came back to his senses and nodded his head twice: "I understand." ”

After a pause, Han Zhijin said again: "Don't worry, I will take care of her." ”

Even without your words, I would have taken care of her.

Xia Wan'an slowly let go of the force that was holding Han Zhijin's collar, and then she looked down at Song Youman, and said "thank you" softly, without waiting for Han Zhijin to react, she turned around and left.

It's like she and Song Youman were locked up in that small room just now, she and Song Youman were born one day, and Song Youman was an hour older than her, so she was able to protect her everywhere from childhood to adulthood...... Now, no one has robbed her anymore, and it is finally her turn to protect her unscrupulously.

…

The woman disappeared quickly, and in the blink of an eye, she was gone.

Han Zhijin was a little worried, but he was even more worried about Song Youman in his arms, he didn't dare to move, he quietly listened to the movements around him, because it was a suburb, when night came, it seemed extraordinarily quiet, and a little sound could be transmitted far and wide, and it didn't take long for her to hear a cry of pain, which he recognized as the woman named Xia Wanwan who accidentally made by pretending to be Song Youman.

The voice, far away from him, he could hear it, and the others could naturally hear it, and soon other voices rang out.

"The sound seems to come from there......"

"Quick, go over and see ......"

"I saw the pregnant woman, she ran west, chase ......"

There were a lot of footsteps that pierced Han Zhijin's ears, some from far away, some from not far away from him, but it didn't take long for those sounds to disappear in the direction of the west.

Han Zhijin knew that the person was led away by the girl, he waited until the surrounding was a quiet mess, climbed out of the container with Song Youman in his arms, ran to the side of the road quickly, opened the car door, and carefully put Song Youman in.

After he got into the car, he started the car while holding his mobile phone and started dialing.

…

The reason why Han Jingnian promised his grandmother to see the daughter of Mr. Chen and Mr. Chen's friend was because the daughter of Mr. Chen's friend looked too much like Xia Goodnight, but when they met in reality, they were obviously the same face, and they couldn't see any difference in their faces if they looked closely, but it made Han Jingnian feel that the woman named Su Ying in front of him was not like Xia Goodnight.

A meal is tasteless.

Mrs. Han and Mr. Chen found an excuse to leave on the way, leaving only him and Su Ying.

He didn't mean to speak, Su Ying seemed embarrassed, and he didn't speak.

The atmosphere in the box was quiet and awkward.

Su Ying stared at Han Jingnian for a while, but after all, she couldn't hold back, and took the initiative to speak: "Did Mr. Han study in the United States?" ”

Han Jingnian didn't react as if he hadn't heard, but his eyes were attracted by a bag hanging next to him.

It was the bag Su Ying carried, an old model, the first gift he gave to Xia Goodnight...... However, the color is different, Su Ying's one is black, and the one he gave to An An is white.

Su Ying saw that Han Jingnian had been staring at her bag, her face was slightly red, and she was about to take the initiative to speak again, when the mobile phone in Han Jingnian's pocket suddenly rang.

PS: Promise everyone's updates are all more dogs.,There won't be any more at 0:00 tonight.,We'll break up for a while.,Reconcile tomorrow~~~~ This chapter draws a little cutie to send a signed version of the peripherals~ Winning conditions: Vote~~~