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nSeeing Luo Dai’er driving far away, Xia Nuan stood there, losing her mind.

nBefore Ye Sichen came out, Xia Nuan had already left.

nHolding the card Xia Nuan gave him, Ye Sichen was dispirited and frowned.

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nAfter Xia Nuan said goodbye to Song Kuncheng, she was ready to fly away. As Song Kuncheng asked her where she was heading, she said that anywhere would be fine except Feicheng City.

n“Xia Nuan, let’s go together. I will be worried if you leave alone.” Before Xia Nuan left, Song Kuncheng spoke out his thoughts.

nXia Nuan smiled and shook her head, “You are on the threshold of your career. You’d better not leave here.”

nSong Kuncheng bowed his head shyly, “Xia Nuan, in fact, I came here because of you. Now that you are leaving, I stay here for what?”

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nXia Nuan looked at Song Kuncheng who was bashful. She seemed to be aware of something suddenly.

n“Kun, what about your hospital? Think more about your career.” She felt that she was unworthy for Song Kuncheng to do so much for her.

nThe moment Song Kuncheng heard the word “career”, he frowned diffidently. He kept silent for a while and then smiled bitterly, “Well, at least let me see you off.”

nOn their way to the airport, Song Kuncheng and Xia Nuan said nothing to each other. As they were about to arrive at the airport, Song Kuncheng looked at Xia Nuan and broke the silence. He said to her firmly, “Xia Nuan, one day, I will succeed in my career.”

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nXia Nuan nodded and smiled, “I bet you would.”

nAfter Xia Nuan got off the car, Song Kuncheng looked at her back far away reluctantly. He felt something lost to himself.

nAs Song Kuncheng was about to leave, he saw that Xia Nuan was taken away to the lounge by a man. Song Kuncheng did not know him. He was worried that someone might harbor unkind thoughts to Xia Nuan. So, he got off the car and rushed over. However, as he tried to get into the lounge, he was stopped outside. Song Kuncheng had no alternative but to wait outside silently.

nNo one knew that man, except Xia Nuan. It was Ye Sichen.

nHe was disguised in black so that no one could recognize him. He pushed Xia Nuan to the corner ruthlessly.

n“I forbid you to leave.” Ye Sichen said to her hoarsely, holding her cheeks, “Xia Nuan, I am in the middle of divorce with Luo Dai’er. Give me some time…”

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n“I have no time to wait for you. Even if you divorce her, I will feel shameful for our secret relationship. Mr. Ye, just set us free. Since now we are even, I don’t owe you anything. Please, release me.”

nXia Nuan covered her grievances and said to him indifferently.

nYe Sichen was distressed and melancholy. He couldn’t help wrapping Xia Nuan into his arms, “Marry me. If you promise me, I will hold a reference to clarify our relationship at once.”

nXia Nuan was shocked. She was confused and felt estranged from him, which encouraged her to shake her head and refuse him.

nThat kind of estrangement was farther than the distance of thousands-mile mountains and waters. She knew clearly that she would never be his wife.

nIn the last case, Ye’s family, Ye Sichen’s team, the music company and the cooperating performance company all attacked her and unanimously protested against Ye Sichen, asking him to dismiss her and sever relations with her. Although Ye Sichen helped her win the admonition under pressure, Xia Nuan knew clearly that his family, the team and the company did not want her to stay by Ye Sichen’s side. Her staying only pushed Ye Sichen in a dilemma. More than that, in order to let him sever relations with Xia Nuan, the performance company secretly reduced Ye Sichen’s flow of resources, which caused remarkable declining of his album sales.

nIf she married him, his teams would certainly obstruct him through that method once again. She did not want to see it happen one more time at all.

n“I don’t want to marry you. It’s true that I liked you before, but now I don’t like you. I feel bored. Please respect my choice and let me go. If you insist on not letting me go, I will call the police and say that you restrict my freedom.” Xia Nuan said to him word by word sharply without hesitation. Her words tortured Ye Sichen like his heart was pierced by an icy knife.

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nHe released her stiffly. His expression seemed sadder than ever, “I’m giving you one more chance to eat your words.”

n“No. I indeed don’t want to marry you. I don’t love you. As I said, I already have someone in my heart. When I sleep with you, all I think about was him…”

n“That’s enough. You’ve talked too much today.” Ye Sichen released a cold smile and interrupted Xia Nuan. Then he turned aside and turned around, “You are free to go.”

nXia Nuan tried not to let her tears fall down. Then she lowered her head and slipped away from him.

nIt turned out that he was the one who used money to warm his lonely cold heart.

nYe Sichen stood there for a long time with self-deprecating emotions. Then he battered out his senses and left.

n“Ladies and gentlemen, attention, please. We are very sorry to notice you that the flight is suspended because of the upcoming typhoon. Please wait for the notification of the exact departure time. Again, we are very sorry for the inconvenience…”

nOver the airport hall came an emergency broadcast notice. Undoubtedly, Xia Nuan couldn’t leave because of the typhoon.

nAs Ye Sichen walked out of the hall, he stood still alone sadly. Eventually, he left.

nSong Kuncheng passed by Ye Sichen who was in black and walked inside the lounge. There were so many people wearing black clothes in the security check-up hall that he couldn’t recognize Ye Sichen at the first sight.

nYe Sichen looked at Song Kuncheng for a few seconds. Then he got on the car and left.

n“Xia Nuan, there is a typhoon today. You can’t leave today. Let’s go back to my place.” Song Kuncheng walked towards Xia Nuan who was frustrated.

nXia Nuan nodded in a low spirit, “Guess that’s the only way.”

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nWhen they walked out of the airport, Song Kuncheng couldn’t help asking Xia Nuan curiously, “I saw a man take you into the lounge. What happened? Why did he treat you like that?”

nXia Nuan answered in a panic, “No. You must be dazzled. I’ve been in the security check spot all the time.”

nSong Kuncheng frowned, “Well. Guess I was wrong.”

nSince Xia Nuan was unwilling to tell him, he did not want to continue his questions.

nThey walked towards the car parked ahead them silently.

nSuddenly, a car drove directly toward them. Song Kuncheng and Xia Nuan avoided away from the collision quickly. However, the car sped up and hit towards them recklessly.

n“Xia Nuan, be careful! Go away!” Song Kuncheng pushed Xia Nuan aside onto the lawn.

nWith a deafening shattering sound, Song Kuncheng was knocked onto the ground. As Xia Nuan retracted from herself, Song Kuncheng was lying on the ground with blood all over his body. He was unconscious.

n“Kun!!” Xia Nuan was scared. She held Song Kuncheng’s shoulders and called his name heart-wrenchingly.

nThe ambulance and the police car rushed over at the same time. The staff began to block the scene and look for the car escaped. The police asked Xia Nuan about the license plate number of that car, but at that dangerous period, she didn’t have time to take a look at it. She just remembered that it was a black Ferrari.

nSong Kuncheng was sent to the hospital for rescuing. Xia Nuan paced along the corridor outside and was burning with anxiety.

nThe police called Xia Nuan to make a transcript. As she finally learned that Song Kuncheng was temporarily out of danger, she was relieved and went to the police station with a mask and sunglasses for preventing herself from being recognized.

nOnce she walked on the street, she would be recognized as Ye Sichen’s cousin, so she had to wear a mask to cover her face.

n“Sir, did you find out that car?” After Xia Nuan made the transcript, she asked the police immediately.

nThe police frowned, “We have checked the surveillance monitor and found the owner according to the license plate number. However, it was not the owner who drove the car. The car was borrowed in the dealership. Now we don’t know the whereabouts of the troublemaker, except a clue.”

n“What clue?” Xia Nuan asked eagerly.

nThe police took out a mask and placed it in front of Xia Nuan.

nXia Nuan was shocked incredibly.

nThis mask was silver. It belonged to Ye Sichen undoubtedly!

nIt was Ye Sichen who hit Song Kuncheng?

nXia Nuan didn’t believe it!

nEven if Ye Sichen had strong desires to control her, he would not drive to hit Song Kuncheng. Ye Sichen was good-natured. How could he intend to kill Song Kuncheng?

n“What’s wrong with you? You know this mask?” Seeing Xia Nuan staring at the mask with an astonishing complexion, the policeman asked her curiously.

nAfter a while, Xia Nuan retracted herself, “Oh, I don’t know it. Sir, could you please give me this mask? I will take it back to the victim to see if he knows that.”

nThe police officer thought for a moment and then gave it to Xia Nuan, “When you get any clues, please feel free to contact us.”

nXia Nuan left the police station and went straight to Ye Sichen.

nShe took out the mask and placed it on the table before him, “This is your mask, right?”

nYe Sichen frowned and caught her eyes. Through her angry expression, he realized that something bad had happened.

n“Yes, it’s mine. Why do you have it? Are you going to keep it as a souvenir before you leave?”

nYe Sichen ridiculed her in a cold way. As he thought of what she said to him at the airport, he felt very sad as if his heart was prickled by a needle.

nHe overcame countless difficulties invincibly and finally became the “King of Music”. However, he sensed that he was a total failure in front of her.

n“So, you drove the car and crashed into Song Kuncheng. Oh, no. You intended to hit me at the beginning, while, Song Kuncheng suffered the injury for me unexpectedly. Ye Sichen, I never thought that you are so a vicious man! It turns out that all your goodness and kindness are fake!” Xia Nuan yelled at him sharply and angrily.

nYe Sichen turned his confusion into annoyance. He pinched Xia Nuan’s wrist, “What are you doing here? Don’t you want to leave? I will not stop you. Just leave here right away.”

n“Stop pretending. You are lucky that Song Kuncheng is out of danger. Otherwise, I will disclose you with this mask!” Xia Nuan forced away his hand and retreated restively. The moment she turned around, Ye Sichen held her shoulders straight.

n“What do you mean? Make yourself clear.”

n“It was you who drove a car and knocked down Song Kuncheng. This is the evidence.” Xia Nuan said indignantly, “Why are you so cruel? If you really want me to die, you can just choke me to death in here. Don’t hurt the innocent. I know that I’m not powerful and strong as you are, but your actions are under the supervision of God…”

n“I didn’t hit Song Kuncheng. Don’t convict me with just a mask.”

n“This mask is yours. You played with me as Mr. X with it. Have you forgotten it? Ye Sichen, I just figure out how horrible you are.” As she said, she covered her mouth and left.

nYe Sichen clenched his fist and thumped towards the desk angrily.

nHe could calmly face whatever the outside slanders reported. While if Xia Nuan wronged him, he turned angry and even got mad!

nHe had no idea about the incident of Song Kuncheng and was convicted by Xia Nuan inexplicably. Who was the wirepuller? Why was he targeted?

nXia Nuan accompanied Song Kuncheng in the hospital. A week later, Ye Sichen appeared in the ward.

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