Chapter 888

"These are not the key points. The key point is that I'll write them down clearly."

"I want song youman to live. No matter what method you use, she will live. If I go back alive, she has three advantages and two disadvantages, I will kill you. If I don't go back alive, if I bump into her in the underworld, I will turn into a fierce ghost and kill you every night!"

"Do you understand?"

When I said the last four words in summer evening, I almost squeezed them out of my teeth.

Han Zhijin actually hates the woman in front of her. She thinks her appearance has robbed his little aunt of her position in the bottom of my uncle's heart. But at this moment, he feels that when she says these words, she is very kind, as if he saw her.

Seeing Han Zhijin looking at himself in good night, Xia couldn't speak for a long time, and the strength of grabbing his collar was even greater: "do you understand what I said?"

Han Zhijin returned to his senses and nodded his head fiercely: "I understand."

After a meal, Han Zhijin said, "don't worry, I will protect her."

Even without you, I will protect her.

Xia goodnight slowly released her grip on Han Zhijin's collar. Then she looked down at Song youman and said "thank you" gently. Without any response from Han Zhijin, she turned away.

As she just said in the small room with song youman, she was born one day with song youman. Song youman has grown up for an hour, so she has been able to protect her from childhood Now, no one has robbed her. It's her turn to protect her with unbridled bravado.

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The woman disappeared quickly, but in a blink of an eye, she disappeared.

Han Zhijin was a little worried, but he was more worried about song youman in his arms. He didn't dare to move. He listened quietly to the movement around him. Because it was the suburb. When night came, it was very quiet. A little voice could spread far and far. Before long, she heard a painful voice. He recognized that it was the voice of the woman named Xia wanwan pretending to be song youman 。

That voice, far away from him, he can hear it, and other people can hear it naturally, and soon there are other voices.

"Sounds like they came out there..."

"Come on, let's see..."

"I saw the pregnant woman. She ran to the West. Hurry up..."

A lot of footsteps came into Han Zhijin's ears, some came from far away, some came not far away from him, but before long, those voices disappeared in the west direction.

Han Zhijin knew that the girl had led him away. When he was in a mess, he climbed out of the container with song youman in his arms, ran to the side of the road at full speed, opened the door and carefully put song youman in.

After he got into the car, he started to dial the phone while starting the car.

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Han as like as two peas, she promised her grandmother to see Chen Zonghe's daughter, because her daughter was too much like a good night, but when she saw her face in the real world, she was exactly the same face. She could not see any difference in her face. But it was not the same as the summer sun.

A meal is tasteless.

Han and Chen found an excuse to leave, leaving him and Su Ying alone.

He didn't mean to speak. Su yingseemed embarrassed and didn't speak.

The atmosphere in the box was quiet and awkward.

Su Ying stared at Han jingnian for a while, but she couldn't help it. She said, "is Mr. Han reading in the United States?"

Han jingnian didn't seem to hear and react, but his vision was attracted by a bag hanging nearby.

It's the bag that Su Ying carried. It's an old one. It's the first gift he gave to Xia goodnight But the color is not the same, Su Ying this is black, he gave an that is white.

Su Ying sees that Han jingnian has been staring at his bag, his face is slightly red, and he wants to speak again. The mobile phone in his pocket rings suddenly.

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