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Feng Yanran pretended to be understanding as she looked at Ye Xing, enjoying his caress, "Ye Xing, I still hope you can have a baby. I know how much you love children …"

"Don't say that! I love you, Feng Yanran, that's enough. " Nightingale pressed her hand against her lips, not allowing her to belittle herself or their love.

Ye Xing loved Feng Yanran so much, how could it stop him from inheriting the family line?

What he did not know was that all of this was just a lie, a lie that had kept him by her side.

— —

After he made the call, the strong smell of alcohol filled his nose and breath. His eyes were filled with a layer of anger, and his mind was filled with memories of his past with Feng Yanran.

His love and hatred with Feng Yanran should have gone back to ten years ago.

Ten years ago, they were all excellent students from noble schools. The president of the Night Star Overlord, Fan'er, was already very strong at that time. He liked Feng Yanran to the point where everyone knew about her, but he never really understood her.

At that time, Feng Yanran liked Cheng Yu Chen!

But Cheng Yu Chen had suppressed his emotions because of his brotherly feelings. He believed that his ignorance during his youth would sooner or later be defeated by time.

At that time, he did not understand that there was another saying in this world called 'regret'.

In these six years, not only Ye Xing but also Cheng Yu Chen was waiting for Feng Yanran!

But good fortune made fools of men. No one would have thought that such a simple relationship would turn out like this.

Feng Yanran had lost her memories, and Ye Xing had stubbornly refused. Cheng Yu Chen believed that his future had come, and his six years of hard work had not been in vain. It was truly fate that played with people, and now Ye Xing had lost his memories again, truly laughable.

Feng Yanran forgot him, and Ye Xing forgot Cheng Yu Chen …

The blue veins popped out as he clenched his fist, violently smashing against the wall. Outside the door, a knock on the door was heard.

"Young Master Cheng …" The voice outside the room was filled with fear for Cheng Yu Chen. It called out softly once, but it did not continue to speak.

Yun Chen usually laughed out loud, but that was just a facade of treating outsiders. In his own home, there was no one who wasn't afraid of him …

"Why?" Cheng Yu opened the door. Next to the servant was a woman dressed in revealing clothing. Her figure was enchanting and she wore thick makeup. Her hair was short, and her head was shaking, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

When Chen saw that it was Hindi, his first reaction was to close the door again.

A thin white arm blocked the door, and Cheng Yu ignored her. He closed the door and walked straight back into the room.

"What do you mean? You hate to see me so much? How could you do this to me, Yu Chen? I am pregnant with your child. " Hindi snickered and followed Chu Chen in. The feud between them was not a one-day affair.

He had been accumulating energy day after day since a year ago.

"Take the money, hurry up and f * ck off." The servant then closed the door and left the room, leaving the room to Cheng Yu Chen and Xin Di.

Hindi saw that the door that blocked the noise downstairs was closed. She kept shaking her head as if she had eaten something, and even when there was no music, she kept shaking it.

Cheng Yu opened the safe and took out two stacks of money, throwing them directly to Hindi. The bright red notes attracted Hindi's attention, causing her eyebrows to twitch. She lazily crossed her snow-white legs, and slowly leaned back.

"If this twenty thousand is enough for me to pay you back, then what is Mister Chu Chen planning to do about the child in my womb?" She charmingly caressed her delicate lips and lightly bit them, looking very attractive.

The high atmosphere triggered a drastic rise in hormones, and her sexy Adam's apple moved slightly. She resisted the urge to look at Hindi's face.

This woman was trying her best to climb onto his bed again and again. He was very clear on what kind of person she was.

"Did I give you some face, Hindi? you came here to threaten me? " The usual humour of Cheng Yu Chen was gone, and his cold eyes made the air a little colder.

Cindy's heart trembled a little, but her facial features showed no sign of nervousness.

"Threats?" Cindy suddenly stood up and strode over to Cheng Yu Chen's side. Her fair and tender arm wrapped around Cheng Yu Chen's waist, and she placed her thick makeup on Cheng Yu Chen's chest, her sharp eyes revealing her discomfort.

"Why would I threaten you when I love you so much?" After saying this, he was pushed away by Cheng Yu Chen, "I'll give you money, scram!"

Cheng Yu had just gotten rid of Hindi when Nick called him. He frowned and picked up the phone, "Nick, what's wrong? You missed me after just separating?"

"Miss you? Stop fooling around, are you in a bar or not, your bar is dead! I'm here on a case. "

Death?!

Nick was never the kind of person who would joke. One was one, two was two.

If that was the case, what he said should be true.

Cheng Yu, who had no time to waste with her, did not change his clothes. Instead, he anxiously ran down the stairs with money in his hand.

— —

First floor of the bar.

All the guests had been driven out of the scene by Nickha, and the flashlights and spotlights had all been turned off.

In the middle of the messy floor lay a man. He was thin, and his face was a little blue in the light from the lamps. A few knife wounds were clearly visible on his chest, and blood was seeping through the entire chest area.

When the rain began to fall, Nick was wearing disposable gloves and using professional tools to tear off the dead man's clothes and expose the wound.

"Being stabbed like this, I don't believe there are no witnesses." Nick looked around and saw Cheng Yu Chen coming down the stairs. He quickly told him to take him to the hotel to watch the video.

Cheng Yu Chen brought Nick to his room on the second floor, where the video surveillance camera was placed so that they could see each other.

"Everything is here. Just watch and do it." Cheng Chen lazily explained as he laid on the sofa after helping Nick.

"Have you been upstairs? Nothing out of the ordinary? " Nick's work reflexes made Cheng Yu Chen uncomfortable.

"Really?" Are you telling me to keep an eye on the monitor for twenty hours? Nick, you're committing occupational disease again! "

Nick glanced at Cheng Yu Chen, who was out of tune, and ignored him. He continued to focus on the surveillance video, not wanting to miss a single detail.

Cheng Chen laid on the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling. He wondered how Feng Yanran and Ye Xing were doing.