Chapter 87 You Don’t Love Me

Jian Xi said: "We are abroad now, he should not be able to hurt us for the time being, you arrest him first, I will notify Master to send someone to protect us."

After hanging up the phone, Jian Xi told Song Yichen about Ye Zhaomian's situation.

"I have to move my parents. This place is no longer safe."

He criticized Ye Zhaomian like crazy and even stole a gun. Who knows what crazy things he could do? However, when Jian Xi arrived at the ward, she saw a nurse cleaning the beds. There was no one on either bed, and even the machines were powered off.

"What's going on? Where are my parents?"

Jian Xi went directly to see the attending physician.

The attending physician was also confused.

"Mr. Jian? Haven't you already picked up Mr. and Mrs. Jian?"

Boom! A loud noise sounded in Jian Xi's mind.

It turned out that this was the great gift that Ye Zhaomian was talking about.

"I have never come to pick them up. I now want all your recent surveillance videos and the signature of the person who picked up my parents at that time."

The doctor also knew that he had caused a big disaster and quickly cooperated.

Song Yichen was in charge of monitoring, while Jian Xi was checking the signature of the person on the discharge form.

It really does look like her handwriting.

It's almost indistinguishable from the real thing.

Even the dot she habitually put after the last stroke was there.

This person has definitely been imitating her for a long time.

And he knows her very well.

Song Yichen took screenshots of several pictures.

It was the person who pretended to be Jian Xi.

The same hairstyle, similar body shape, wearing sunglasses, and imitation makeup. If you don’t look carefully, you would really think it’s Jian Xi herself.

Even their walking posture is similar.

Full of aura.

"Wife, this person must have been observing you for a long time, otherwise he wouldn't be able to imitate you so well."

Song Yichen checked the nearby surveillance videos again, and after some twists and turns, he finally found the car that took Jian Xi's parents away.

Unfortunately, it was a stolen vehicle with a fake license plate. When it was found, it had become a ruin on the beach, and no valuable clues could be found after it was burned.

Bang! Jian Xi threw a piece of car debris onto the ground.

She took out her cell phone and sent a Weibo message.

There was no copywriting, just a positioning message.

When Song Yichen wanted to stop it, it was too late.

"Wife, are you trying to lure Su Zhaomian to come to you?"

"What else? Let him take my parents to who knows where, and never see them again in this life?"

Jian Xi roared angrily. Now she just wanted to find her parents as soon as possible.

Soon, she received a call from Ye Zhaomian.

"Xixi, did you deliberately send me your location? Did you want me to find you? But you are so slow. You only sent this Weibo after I arrived. But I am still very happy..."

Bang! The gun went off.

Song Yichen flashed over at an incredible speed and hugged Jian Xi and threw her down.

It was obvious that Su Zhaomian came prepared.

Even grenades were prepared.

One by one, they were slowly pulled open and then thrown over.

"Let's go!"

Song Yichen picked up Jian Xi and ran away.

Boom! The explosion knocked two people down.

Song Yichen's back was covered in blood.

Jian Xi's right ankle was also scratched by the debris and injured.

Song Yichen was seriously injured.

He slowly let go of Jian Xi's hand.

"Let's go!"

"Wife, be obedient, go, and don't look back."

His breathing was uneven and he had to stop several times before he could finish a sentence.

Behind him, there was thick smoke and the heat of flames was burning fiercely.

Song Yichen tried to stand up several times, but fell back every time.

He looked at Jian Xi, unable to speak, and could only beg her to leave with pleading eyes.

Jian Xi's right foot was injured. She dragged herself back step by step and held Song Yichen's hand again.

Her face was covered with dust and she smiled at him: "Let's go together."

She dragged Song Yichen up and carried him on her back.

Song Yichen was so anxious that he burst into tears: "Jian Xi, put me down! Don't you know what's going on with you? Do you want to be shattered into pieces again?"

It was no longer the cautious and gentle love words, but the way he quarreled with Jian Xi before he "lost his memory" in the car accident.

Jian Xi smiled: "I wondered how long you would last, how come you were exposed so early? Song Yichen, I, Jian Xi, don't need anyone to tell me what to do. If I say I want to take you away, I won't leave you here alone!"

Song Yichen is not fat, but the weight of an adult man is not something that the weak Jian Xi can bear.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

But she still gritted her teeth and persisted. Even though all the joints in her body were screaming in pain, she still gritted her teeth and persisted, carrying Song Yichen on her back and moving forward little by little.

Her cell phone was broken just now.

There is really no one to turn to.

Ye Zhaomian was really crazy. He even ran over and shot himself in front of Jian Xi.

"Xixi, I'm injured too. I'm lighter than him. Can you carry me?"

Jian Xi didn't even look at him: "Psychosis."

These three words seemed to stimulate Ye Zhaomian.

"I'm not sick!"

"Xixi is not a good kid, how can you say that to me?"

Jian Xi couldn't carry it anymore, and fell to the ground with Song Yichen.

Even at this time, Song Yichen still used his body to catch Jian Xi.

"Wife, how are you? Where does it hurt? Ye Zhaomian is crazy, run! Run the hell away! You don't love me, so why are you staying here with me to die?" Song Yichen was really anxious and mad.

Bang! Jian Xi slapped him.

Very loud.

The sound was so loud that both Song Yichen and Ye Zhaomian were stunned.

Bang! Jian Xi hit him again.

"You're right, I don't love you, so there's really no need for me to die with you." Jian Xi said expressionlessly.

Even though he knew it was the truth, when he heard it with his own ears, Song Yichen's heart still felt as if it was suddenly grabbed and it hurt like a needle.

Ye Zhaomian's thigh was still bleeding, but he didn't care and just laughed.

"Xixi doesn't love you. She doesn't love you at all. Did you hear that?"

Jian Xi turned to look at Ye Zhaomian: "You are not also delusionally dreaming of getting my love, are you?"

"Xixi is looking at me!"

"You finally looked at me!"

Ye Zhaomian was very excited: "I don't expect you to love me, as long as you are by my side, I will be satisfied."

Jian Xi raised her chin slightly, and even her voice was cold: "My foot is injured, and I can't walk. Come and carry me."

Ye Zhaomian naturally would not refuse.

It was his great fortune to be able to be so close to the goddess! He didn't even care about his injuries, and he let down his guard. He walked over and was about to carry Jian Xi on his back, but the hand holding the gun was pinched by Jian Xi. Then, with a neat grab, Ye Zhaomian was pressed to the ground, with his knees pressed tightly, while the other hand pinched the wound on Ye Zhaomian's thigh.

Most people can't stand this kind of pain.

Ye Zhaomian soon fainted from the pain.

The crisis is over.

Jian Xi fell to the ground as if his whole body had fallen apart, and his head tilted slightly towards Song Yichen.

After a long while, he managed a smile: "Does it hurt?"

What she wanted to ask was, did the slap hurt?

Song Yichen's face was covered with tears. He struggled to crawl towards Jian Xi and finally held Jian Xi's hand before fainting.

"It doesn't hurt."

(End of this chapter)