Military district villas

Mo Zixuan was looking at Jian Junxi's information on the tablet, no matter how he checked it, in terms of information, Jian Junxi was an only child and had no sister.

The assistant re-sent a more detailed information, he printed it out, one by one, and looked at it carefully, but he didn't see any words about his sister.

But he unexpectedly found Yang Feixue's name, or his senior sister, who was in the same magic capital, seeing this, his face was pale, and his heart was in his throat.

This Yang Feixue is not the one he is looking for, and the blood all over his body seems to have stopped flowing.

After a moment of silence, he called his assistant again and asked him to check Yang Feixue's information.

He looked a little hesitant, and walked around his room, so panicked that he didn't know where to put his hands.

A quarter of an hour later, when he saw Yang Feixue's photo, he was ecstatic, and his mood was like a farmer meeting nectar after a long drought, and like a fisherman seeing a lighthouse in a sea of fog.

After looking for her for so many years, he finally found her, it turned out that she went to the magic capital, at this moment, he felt that he was too stupid, why not look for it all over the country?

He printed out Yang Feixue's information, picked up the information and looked at it carefully, and when he saw the last one, this woman had died in a car accident five years ago.

His feet went limp, and he fell back into his chair, and his whole body suddenly fell into the abyss of endless darkness, and his heart seemed to be crushed by a heavy object, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe.

The tears of remorse couldn't stop drawing out of the eyes, and the green tendons of the hands that clenched the information flared up, like hatred, pain, and unwillingness......

He caressed Yang Feixue's photo and murmured bitterly, "Xue'er...... How can this be......"

The huge stone seemed to be smashed on his heart, and he choked with pain, how could his Cinderella leave like this?

Impossible, he didn't believe it, Jian Junxi's photos made him suddenly stop his tears, he picked up the information, and found that at the same time as Yang Feixue's accident, the Jian family also had an accident.

It was too coincidental that his mind suddenly seemed to remember something, his heart beating violently in his chest, and his dark eyes rekindled the flame of hope.

He turned on the computer, clicked on the picture processor, and slowly enlarged Yang Feixue's eyes until they became the appearance of a little beauty, and then compared with Jian Junxi, there was nearly eighty percent similarity.

He shrunk Jian Junxi's eyes again until he became Yang Feixue when he grew up, and when he saw this, his pupils suddenly contracted, and his heart beat like thunder.

Every picture from the beginning of knowing Jian Junxi came to mind, and the blood in his body was so excited that it boiled.

No wonder she is desperate to help herself, no wonder she has the exact same scar on her neck as Cher, no wonder she rejects everyone, but is willing to accept her own proximity.

No wonder she wants to come to the house to eat the cooking, no wonder I always feel strange when I see her, like I've known her for many years.

So Jian Junxi is Yang Feixue, she doesn't have a sister, and the girl tonight is actually her, thinking that she still has feelings for herself, her heart jumps.

He picked up the car keys and cell phone on the table and headed desperately to Jane's house......

As soon as Jian Junxi arranged everything, he heard a knock on the door and opened the door with a cold face.

"Less...... Master...... There was a man named Mo Zixuan outside, and he said that he must see you, otherwise he would never leave......" Jiang Lingxi said tremblingly.

has been with Jian Junxi for a few years, so he naturally knows that he doesn't like to be disturbed at night, and many times, he doesn't open the door when he knocks.

(End of chapter)