After understanding his meaning, Ning Yan couldn't speak.

Yue Ximu's recent performance really scared her.

She always had an illusion that Yue Ximu's kindness to her had been three years ago, and this feeling made her a little scared.

Feeling her sudden silence, Yue Ximu couldn't help but curl her lips and said in a low voice: "What are you thinking?"

Ning Yan looked ugly and said stammeringly: "Then I will meet you tomorrow before going back?"

This answer is a bit forced, like being forced.

For some reason, Yue Ximu thought she was a little cute.

"Okay, I'll book you an afternoon flight."

"Yeah." Ning Yan agreed softly.

After chatting with Yue Ximu for a few words, Ning Yan quickly hung up the phone and grabbed his head and felt a little annoyed.

Did Yue Ximu take the wrong medicine recently? He always says something inexplicable.

Very annoying!

Ning Yan grabbed the quilt to cover herself, looked at the photo of Xiao Yueguang, and then slowly fell asleep.

Zhan Xicheng sat in the study with a cold face, and Xiao Chen next to him reported his work in fear.

"It's just this kind of war." Xiao Chen said respectfully: "Miss Nan has never been to Mrs. Ning's cemetery since she came back, nor has she returned home. She has never been to the places related to Mrs. Ning. Every day, she only participates in activities at the hotel."

Xiao Chen finished word by word, looking carefully at Zhan Xicheng's suddenly cold face.

Zhan Xicheng had a gloomy face, staring at the photos on the computer screen, with deep black eyes.

Although there are differences between the people in the photo and Ning Yan, they are not very different.

“I haven’t been anywhere?”

Zhan Xicheng stared at the computer without turning his eyes and spoke coldly.

"Yes, Mr. Zhan. The people we sent have been waiting on the tombstone for two days, but I have never seen Miss Nan."

After Xiao Chen finished speaking, Zhan Xicheng was silent.

The red bloodshot in his eyes was even more intense, and he looked exhausted.

At hand, Nan Xun's investigation information was still placed, and Zhan Xicheng had been tossed and turned over and over by Zhan Xicheng.

However, the final conclusion was that this was Nanxun.

After a while, Zhan Xicheng slowly raised his eyes, stared at Xiao Chen with black eyes coldly, and asked coldly: "Do you think Nan Xun is Ning Yan?"

After being asked by Zhan Xicheng, Xiao Chen almost bit his tongue and committed suicide.

Can he not answer such a difficult question?

If you answered wrong, will you be beaten?

"Mr. Zhan, I..."

"To be honest." Zhan Xicheng said coldly, "I dare to lie, I will line you up to Africa tomorrow."

"Don't fight, I said." Xiao Chen was almost crying, "I also hope Nan Xun is Miss Ning. But the investigation data is here, and there is so much evidence Nan Xun is not Miss Ning. So I think..."

Xiao Chen took a deep breath before he dared to continue talking with the courage.

"So you also think that she is not Ning Yan, right?" Zhan Xicheng said coldly.

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Xiao Chen didn't dare to go on, and nodded silently.

He didn't believe it before, but now he thinks that there may be such similar people in the world.

Miss Ning was really dead three years ago!

Seeing the loneliness on Zhan Xicheng's face being sad, Xiao Chen couldn't help but sigh.

It took me three years to calm down the pain of losing Miss Ning, and now Nan Xun's appearance has disrupted everything again.

This time, Mr. Zhan not only spent much time to convince himself that Miss Ning could not come back.

The room suddenly became quiet, Zhan Xicheng leaned against the chair, and his whole body seemed to have been drained.
Chapter completed!