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At night, a heavy snowfall began to fall in the shallow water city at the end of December. One piece after another, like dancing angels.

"So beautiful!" Jian Fan laid on the windowsill and watched a layer of snow-white fur quickly gather on the roof. He could not help but sigh. It had been a long time since she had seen such a beautiful scenery of snow.

She looked out of the window in a daze, as innocent as a child. A thought struck Ling Chen, and he pulled her into his embrace, pressing his chin against her forehead. Perhaps only at this moment could she act like a little woman, removing all the spikes and making others cherish her.

Jian Fan looked at the snow-white ground. His eyes seemed to glaze over as his heart twitched.

It was as if she suddenly saw the underground cage that stood in a field filled with weeds. It was also a cold winter, yet it was also a snow that was dancing in the air. They were stripped to their underwear and forced to endure the cold in the snow. The only thing that could survive was heaven; the ones that couldn't were sent to who knows where and eliminated forever.

She was curled up like an ice cube, and all the blood in her body had stopped flowing, like an ice sculpture. She wanted to shout 'cold', she wanted to beg for mercy, but she couldn't utter a single syllable.

Jian Fan suddenly shivered. It was as if the coldness had struck his bones. "So cold!" She rushed into his arms in a panic, trying to find a trace of warmth.

"What's wrong?" Ling Chen took the opportunity to hug her tightly. She wasn't cold at all, and there was even a sticky moisture on her body.

"Close the curtains." Jian Fan could not stop trembling, and even his scalp was standing straight up.

"Alright, alright, don't be afraid." Ling Chen quickly closed the curtains, and the room returned to its usual yellow hue.

Jane Fan calmed down for a long time before finally feeling better.

Ling Chen carried her onto the bed and coaxed her gently. The heating in the room was on high, and he was sweating slightly.

"Let's take a shower and go to bed, shall we?"

"No." Her voice was halting, like a child's.

"Be good, you will catch a cold sleeping like this." Ling Chen reached out his hand to her back, which was sticky with sweat. "Did you remember something scary?"

His voice was too gentle, causing her to lose sight of him as she subconsciously nodded her head.

He pressed her head into her chest. "Don't be afraid, I'm here. You are my woman, and no one can hurt you again. "

Jane Fan closed her eyes and did not answer. Maybe being his woman was safe for the time being.

"Baby?" Ling Chen called out lightly, but did not reply.

The squirming little person in his arms stopped moving. Listening to her even and steady breathing, Ling Chen smiled helplessly. He could only give up on the idea of eating her tonight and lie down on the blanket.

The next day, snow covered the whole of Shallow Water City. The roof was covered with a thick layer of snow, and several pine trees in the shallow hills had been crushed. The originally sparsely populated mountain road was so snowy that even cars would find it difficult to enter.

It was true that Jane Fan had a fever. Ling Chen did not intend to go out in such a snowy day. Ye Zichen hurriedly made a modest call, then called him, as if he was trying to urge Ye Zichen to come over.

"What kind of beauty do you think Young Master Chen has not seen before? Why are you so confused by this Jian Fan? I have to see it today. " Song Chengyou had come to Shi Qian's research room early in the morning. Hearing Ling Chen's urgent call, he shamelessly got into the car, but couldn't push him off.

"When we get to Kingone, don't be so gossipy, or you might sew your mouth shut." Shi Qian threatened.

Song Chengyou didn't think so. He had always enjoyed gossip about Ling Chen, but he was more popular with women than he was.

"He won't. He can't bear to part with my mouth."

"Are you schizophrenic?" Shi Qian rolled her eyes at him. The silver teeth in the iron teeth in the court had a confident and eloquent appearance. At this moment, the gossip in the court was so disgraceful that it made one's teeth itch.

"Thanks for the compliment, I like that name." Song Chengye smiled evilly. When matched with his handsome appearance, a word instantly appeared in Shixiong's mind. It was an extremely suitable word for him — a gentle beast!

The modified jeep was still able to run on the thick snow. A deep and shallow roulette went straight to the villa in the middle of the mountain.

Jian Fan's entire body felt sore, but he was still forced to get dressed neatly by Ling Chen. He laid on the sofa with the thermos in his arms, not wanting to move at all.

"Shouldn't you be resting when you're sick?" Jane Fan's head was in a daze, and he felt that his body was still dripping with cold sweat.

"Let Shixiong have a look first. How come he suddenly has a fever?" He laid her head on his lap and reached for her forehead. It was not as hot as it had been in the morning.

There was a rumble from the courtyard as the car died. Song Chengyou, who got off, made Ling Chen's face darken.

"Hey, beauty. My name is Song Chengyou." Song Chengye pushed the door open casually and smiled dubiously at the scene before him.

Jian Fan was awoken by his loud voice, and opened his beautiful eyes to look him in the eye. Song Chengyou was slightly startled, but Jane Fan quickly lowered his eyelids, hiding the feeling in his heart.

His shrewdness was deep. Although he was smiling, his eyes were cold. This was the first impression that Jane Fan had of him, so it wasn't very good.

Ling Chen's face turned cold, and his tone was filled with obvious loathing. "Why are you here?"

Song Chengye sat down on the sofa, lifting the lapels of his robe in a very elegant way, "What? "You don't welcome me?" His gaze never left Jane Fan's face, as if he did not want to look away.

Ling Chen turned to the side, hiding Jian Fan in his embrace, blocking his hot gaze, "I'm warning you, Song Chengyou."

"Alright, alright, I understand. I'll just obediently sit down, okay?" Song Chengyou fell onto the sofa in frustration, his gaze intentionally or unintentionally shifting between the two of them. The more he hid it, the more curious he became.

"ShiQian, come over and let Jian Fan have a look." Ling Chen did not believe his lies. If one were to say that he, Ling Chen, occasionally played with the chick, it was all for the sake of having a certain reputation, but he, Song Chengyou, was the famous All Eating King. Not many women liked the prestige of fighting and killing, but it was easy to admire the sharpness of words. Damn it, when he, Song Chengyou, defended him, even he himself felt that it was cool.

He stared at him with a warning look, giving off the vibe of "If you keep looking at me, I'll eat you".

Shi Qian shook his head helplessly, then squatted in front of the sofa with the first-aid kit in hand. He took out the thermometer and shook it, preparing to stuff it under Jane Fan's armpit.

"It's good that I'm here." Ling Chen took the thermometer and held it in her arms.

"Pfft!" Song Chengye burst out laughing without giving any face, then he awkwardly shut his mouth under Ling Chen's hungry gaze.

It seemed that this Song Chengyou was the nemesis of Ling Chen.

"Song Chengyou, don't force me to keep you silent for half a month." Ling Chen said something fierce after a long time.

"Chen, don't be like this."

A single "Chen" caused Ling Chen to feel much better, and even the fire had died down.

"Lian Bian, brew two cups of tea." Ling Chen said as he took out two cups of tea.

Song Chengye said softly. He looked familiar, but it was obviously not his first time here.

Jian Fan observed Ling Chen through the gaps in his shoulder. The three of them had very different personalities, but for them to connect together in such a manner, there must be some sort of special interest. Capture Ling Chen's criminal evidence, maybe he is a breakthrough.

"What does Mr. Song do?" Jian Fan stuck his face out. Jing Rou's appearance was enough to call her long hair that was like a waterfall. Shi Qian was slightly dazed. She looked very different from when she first arrived, as if she was a completely different person.

"Mr. Song, please call me Brother Cheng Song. This humble one is a lawyer who specifically cleans up young master Chen's butt. " Song Chengye saw that Jane Fan was talking to him and immediately stuck to him.

Jian Fan's eyes lit up. He was Ling Chen's lawyer! Didn't that mean that he knew everything and had evidence that others couldn't easily obtain?

"Are you a lawyer?" Jian Fan immediately changed his title and had an expression of extreme worship.

Ling Chen was displeased, and retracted the hand that was holding Jian Fan, hugging her even more tightly in his embrace, he glared at Song Chengyou angrily: "Brother Cheng, are you still acting in Korean?" He knew that Song Chengyou's eyes that were filled with electricity attracted the attention of women.

Jian Fan was strangled to the point that he almost couldn't breathe. The way he acted was rather sour, as if he had knocked over a jar of vinegar.

"Are you jealous?" Song Chengyou was smiling very badly, he must have done it on purpose.

"Are you courting death?" Ling Chen narrowed his eyes, and his entire body turned cold. The temperature in the room dropped by a few degrees, causing Song Chengyou to shiver.

He then glared at Song Chengyou and said, "Time is up, take out the thermometer and give it to me."

Only then did Ling Chen retract his gaze, and took out the thermometer from Jian Fan's chest.

Shixiong took a closer look and saw that it was a 37.05 degrees celsius. With a low fever, he said, "It's fine, just take a piece of the antipyretic drug and it'll be fine."

"Why did she suddenly catch a fire at night when the house's heating was on?"

"It might be …" After a slight pause, he changed his words, "It could be that my body is still chilled from the cold, and I haven't fully recovered. Pay more attention to my rest."

"Xiaofan, what parts of you are not feeling well?" Shi Qian asked carefully.

Jane Fan did not like being in direct contact with him in this kind of situation. She buried her head in Ling Chen's embrace, shaking her head but saying nothing.

"If there's nothing else, you can leave first." Ling Chen accepted the fever tablets and coldly ordered for the guests to leave.

"Hey, my butt hasn't even warmed up yet, and I'm chasing him away like this?" Song Chengyou didn't seem very willing to go.

Ling Chen's eyes turned cold. Song Chengyou obediently shut his mouth, and with a serious expression, he said, "I really have something to talk to you about. I have some details regarding this case."

Ling Chen looked him up and down, then slowly loosened his grip: "Let's go talk in the study upstairs." He then turned to Jian Fan, "Sit here for a while, I'll be back soon."

"Yes." Jane Fan nodded.

Ling Chen and Song Chengyou went upstairs, leaving only Jian Fan and Shi Qian looking at each other in the living room.

Shi Qian sat beside Jian Fan and took a deep breath. He looked into her eyes and asked, "What happened to you two?" I don't really understand. "

Jian Fan's heart skipped a beat as he felt a lump in his throat. She did not know what to say. He was Ling Chen's friend, and she could not speak the truth. But she could tell that he really wanted to help her.

"I …" As Jian Fan spoke, his eyes flashed.

"You're in love with him?" ShiQian suddenly wanted to laugh again. This was a reason that even he didn't believe in. "But you are not a woman who can easily move emotions. Assassins are the most cold-blooded."