Xia Paner's hand was pinched and hurt, and at the same time, he was shocked by hearing Kong Hongzhe's words: "What did you say?"

"What did I say? Tang Junhao, he has nasopharyngeal cancer!" Kong Hongzhe replied harshly:

"Now you are satisfied. There was something wrong with Kang Junxi's plane and Tang Junhao was diagnosed with a terminal illness. Every man who loves you seems to be unable to escape the bad luck, so that you can find your so-called true happiness without any concern!"

He shook Xia Paner's arm hatefully, she took two steps back, stood firm against the wallpaper in the box, staring at her pale plain face, and asked in disbelief: "Does Tang Junhao have nasopharyngeal cancer?"

"Do I seem to be joking with you?" Kong Hongzhe curled his lips and sneered disdainfully: "You are about to enter the palace of marriage, enjoy the newlyweds of lingering love, and care about the lion covered in bruises? Do you still care about his safety?"

Xia Pan'er bit her lips, turned her head over, and looked out the window. She noticed the two rows of tall figures at the entrance of the coffee shop. She closed her eyes in pain. When she opened it again, the familiar expressions of Kong Hongzhe just now were gone. It was light, light, and happy:

"Indeed, I am about to be Mou Chengsi's bride. I should only care about his coldness, hunger, what does Tang Junhao's life and death have to do with me?"

I picked up the small handbag on the table and turned around and was about to leave.

"Xia Pan'er, stop!" Kong Hongzhe was completely disheartened, and a cold voice, with an incomparable deterrence and coercion.

Xia Paner stood there, unable to move his body.

The cell phone rings, Kong Hongzhe picked up the phone and leaned into his ear. In just a few minutes, his face was ashen and rubbed against her, kicked away the chair next to her, and pinched her warm chin:

"Dare you to say that Tang Junhao's life and death have nothing to do with you? Huh? Do you dare to say it?"

In those deep and charming eyes, there was no longer the burning, hot, and raging charming flames that had once looked at this light and elegant face, and there was some contempt, sarcasm and anger.

Xia Paner burst into tears in pain: "No!"

"Really not?" Kong Hongzhe squeezed her chin closer and stared at her, his emotions almost lost control.

But Xia Paner stubbornly turned his head: "It's really not!"

"Hmph, it's really the most toxic woman's heart, it's a blessing that he's so infatuated with you!" Kong Hongzhe glanced at her face and reminded her: "Xia Pan'er, you seem to have forgotten that you have a ten-year-old child in Mexico - Ding Ding, and Tang Junhao is his biological father! He has the right and obligation to care about Ding Ding's growth and health!"

Xia Paner was shocked: "Hongzhe, what do you want to think?"

"What the hell do I want to do?" Kong Hongzhe raised a sarcastic smile: "I have more to do!"

He paused, and his hand that pinched her chin and tried harder. His handsome face with sharp lines rubbed back and forth evilly on her face. His thin lips fell on her tender and soft lips and turned to her.

Xia Paner avoided him in horror.

"What's wrong? Is it because I didn't pay? Or is it because I'm not masculine?" Kong Hongzhe mocked ruthlessly with his blood-red eyes.

Xia Paner shook his head in pain.
Chapter completed!