"Hello, my name is An Yi Orange."

"Nan Sheng! Come on, you'll be at the top of the mountain soon! ”

"Nansheng, happy birthday~ Look, at this time, I personally designed for you, a unique luxury cake in the world!"

"Nan Sheng! Nansheng save me! Help me! Save my dad! Please! Please! ”

The bits and pieces of her relationship with herself flashed like a movie screen.

In the end, it was frozen in her hands, dressed in a white wedding dress, full of wounds and blood, grappling with the door frame of the car door, and floating on the cliff with a staggering bearing.

She was crying and pleading, and she couldn't hide even if she closed her eyes.

Nan Sheng...... Nan Sheng......"

Cheng Nansheng, who was caught in the memory, was pushed a few times by He Qingwei.

"Huh? What the? ”

"What's wrong with you? What do you think? I asked you just now, if you see Mu Lingyan, what are you going to tell him? ”

Only then did Cheng Nansheng find his thoughts and analyze with He Qingwei: "If Mu Lingyan is for money, then it is better to say, send him a few projects, so that he will not embarrass us anymore; But if it's not for the money......"

"Not for the money? So why? He Qingwei asked rhetorically, but immediately thought of the transfer agreement with An Yicheng's signature and handprint, "Could it be that he really knows An Yicheng?!" An Yicheng already knew that you were going to kill her, so she kept a hand in advance?! ”

He Qingwei's speculation made Cheng Nansheng stunned.

But then, He Qingwei felt that there was a loophole in his guess: "No, no, no." An Yicheng has always trusted you, she was preparing for the wedding every day before the incident, and she was completely like a bride who was full of joy to get married, not like she found that there was something wrong and wanted to keep her hands behind! ”

He Qingwei was right.

If An Yicheng knew what he was doing behind his back, even if he would keep his hands behind, he would never be so involved in preparing for the wedding; But since An Yicheng didn't know what would happen, why would she transfer all her assets to Mu Lingyan?

The whole thing gets to this point, and it becomes a dead knot.

Scratching his head in annoyance, He Qingwei sighed: "Hey, forget it, don't think about it." Nan Sheng, there will always be a chance to get close to Mu Lingyan. Not long after the press conference, we managed to get all the media present to stop reporting on the matter. You also let the brothers have a good rest. Stabilize Mu Lingyan's matter, don't be in such a hurry. ”

He Qingwei was telling the truth, Cheng Nansheng rubbed his eyebrows, and often exhaled: "Okay, you have worked hard during this time." Find a time to take the people under me abroad for a vacation, and I will pay for it. ”

"Okay! Accept your affection! He Qingwei smiled and patted Cheng Nansheng's shoulder.

"That's right." He Qingwei suddenly remembered another thing. "This is the key to your wedding room. The court has done a property analysis, and this marriage house is now yours. ”

Cheng Nansheng casually put away the key and said thank you.

After changing the confusion just now, the two people who eased up their emotions walked out of the box and left in the car.

Unbeknownst to them, a figure in a red hip-wrapping skirt watched the two leave, then blended into the bar area on the first floor and disappeared into the crowd on the dance floor.

The wedding room is the first time that Cheng Nansheng has come back after the incident for so long, and it is also the first time that the wedding room has been occupied.

In this two-hundred-square-meter flat-floor apartment in the center of the city, Cheng Nansheng frantically poured cold water on his head in the bathroom, and then stared coldly at himself in the mirror and watched the cold water flow down his cheeks.

He wanted to calm himself down in this way.

But it doesn't seem to have any effect.

After wiping the water from his head, he walked into the bedroom and fell into the soft bed tiredly.

As He Qingwei said, not only the brothers below, but even he himself has not been able to rest well for a long time.

He now suffers from severe insomnia.

He didn't know exactly what day he started to have insomnia, but he only knew that it was after the wedding accident that he had insomnia.

After lying with his eyes closed for a long time, he still didn't have the slightest intention of falling asleep, and he walked to the closet in frustration, wanting to change into his pajamas, or go to a bath, maybe it would help him sleep.

Crash!

The wardrobe door was opened, and what caught Cheng Nansheng's eyes was a set of neat and stylish wedding suits.

It was the wedding dress that Yi Cheng chose for him.

At that time, Yicheng was very excited to choose more than a dozen wedding planning companies, choosing from thousands of wedding dresses.

But knowing that the wedding would not take place, he was in no mood to tell which dress was the best.

Closing the wardrobe door with a bang, Cheng Nansheng turned around and walked into the bathroom.

But the more he tried to drive An Yicheng out of his mind, the more it backfired.

The couple toothbrush selected by Yi Cheng, the towel that Yi Cheng purchased, Yi Cheng's favorite dried flower ornament, the oven where Yi Cheng said he wanted to make cakes for himself, and the office area designed by Yi Cheng himself.

Yi Cheng ......

Yi Cheng ......

Yi Cheng ......

Everything that catches the eye has the participation of An Yi Orange, Cheng Nansheng only feels that there are more than a dozen An Yi Orange walking around in front of him at the moment!

"Enough is enough!!" He roared angrily with all his might, and threw the dried flowers out with the vase!

Syllable!

The vase shattered, and the face of the Comfort Orange dissipated......

And the originally beautiful dried flowers also lay on the ground in pieces.

Cheng Nansheng's hands trembled uncontrollably because of anger or something else.

Trembling, he picked up his phone and dialed the apartment management.

"Hey, apartment housekeeper? I have another batch of things in my house that must be thrown away tonight, so please send someone to my house to help me move them...... Yes, now...... I know it's night......"

The administrator on the phone finally agreed to Cheng Nansheng's request.

In the community where this apartment is located, the property fee alone has to pay as much as 240,000 yuan a year, so it is their job to meet the requirements of the owners as much as possible.

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Nansheng took out the cardboard boxes left behind when he moved, and stuffed everything with the Anyi orange mark into it.

Then the whole person sat on the sofa in a daze, not knowing what he was looking at, not knowing what he was thinking.

When the apartment housekeeper knocked on the door, they were surprised to find that almost everything in the room had been thrown into a few cardboard boxes in an orderly manner, and to their surprise, all of them were brand new.

"Uh...... Mr. Cheng, do you have to throw away all these things? ”

Cheng Nansheng nodded silently.

"But are these new?" A young boy who was apparently the youngest blurted out.

"Take it if you want it. I don't need it anymore. ”

Several people looked at each other, but the owner's request was their job, so they began to organize the contents of the box so that they could take it away and dispose of it.

The young boy was working and searching in his mind, and he always felt that this male owner made him feel very familiar.

Finally, he finally remembered!

"Master, Master!" He excitedly approached the master who brought him, and said in a low voice, "Master, isn't this man the one who lost his bride on the wedding day?!" ”

The older man stopped the apprentice's words with his gaze and told him with his mouth: "Work more, talk less." ”

The boy covered his mouth, but he couldn't help but finally whispered: "No wonder you want to throw away all these things, it turns out that you are seeing things and thinking about people?" ”

Soon, the sorting was almost over, and the child fished out one last thing from under the box: the haute couture wedding suit.

Cheng Nansheng looked at the boy and looked at the clothes, and was about to put them in another box.

"Wait a minute!"

Cheng Nansheng, who had been silent, suddenly spoke, startling several other people.

Cheng Nansheng took the clothes from the boy's hand, and looking at the clothes, he seemed to see the appearance of An Yicheng holding his arm and smiling sweetly at the camera when he finally chose this set of clothes to take wedding photos.

At that time, An Yicheng was wearing a wedding dress, and he couldn't take his eyes off it.

"Mr. Cheng?" The boy's voice woke Cheng Nansheng up.

He pretended to be calm and put the clothes on his forearm, saying, "I took this suit by mistake, and I didn't want to throw it away." ”

Hearing this, those people nodded, took out a checklist, asked Cheng Nansheng to sign it, and then carried away the boxes in several times.

Closing the door, Cheng Nansheng leaned against the door and exhaled deeply.

Re-hang the one-time wedding suit back in the closet.

Stroked the creases on his clothes because he was stuffed into the box, Cheng Nansheng thought to himself: "I'm going to find someone to dry clean it another day." ”

Closed the wardrobe that had become empty......

***

The day after the snowstorm, Jiang Xinrou woke up in a room she didn't know at all.

She was surprised to find that there were kiss marks left on her body, and it was ...... Traces of rejoicing.

She was instantly awakened by this fact.

Grabbing the pure white bathrobe on the side and wrapping herself tightly, Jiang Xinrou ran out of the bedroom, only to find that she seemed to be in a hotel suite.

She searched for other rooms in the suite, not even in the closet.

But no trace of anyone else was found.

Jiang Xinrou sat down on the sofa in despair, her mind blank.

She couldn't remember how she got to the hotel, or who had come with her.

Who is the man who had a good night with him?

"Jingle Bell ......"

The sudden ringing of the mobile phone startled her soul.

The name of the agent, Sister Wu, was displayed on the mobile phone.

Telephone connector, Sister Wu split her head with a series of questions!

"Xinrou! Where are you now? I haven't been able to contact you since yesterday! What kind of temper are you playing again! I can't find you, do you know how worried I am! I have one last set of makeup to try today! Why haven't you shown up yet! ”

Jiang Xinrou listened to Sister Wu's sharp voice in her ears, but when she looked up, she saw her own reflection in the mirror on the opposite wall.

"Sister Wu...... I can't take part in the makeup trial today......"