How come he never noticed before that Jiang Nian is so beautiful?
The next second, Jiang Nian stretched her wrists, casually tossed her backpack on the ground, and walked towards them.
One of the thugs sneered disdainfully, swearing as he made a move to roll up his sleeves and come at him.
But Jiang Nian kicked him five meters away.
Two of his ribs were broken!
At this very moment, Han Xu was in the bathroom, smoking and idly scrolling through his phone.
His phone pushed a news item marked "Breaking News." He intended to swipe left to clear it, but accidentally clicked on it.
Han Xu was stunned when he saw the title.
I couldn't help but exclaim "Holy crap!"
When Han Xu hurriedly ran to the shade of the tree, he saw Jiang Nian standing by the tree with an extremely low mood, holding a shard of glasses that had been stepped on and broken by someone earlier.
It's so annoying.
Although she is not nearsighted, she is used to wearing glasses, and she has been wearing these glasses for a long time.
Jiang Nian kicked the unconscious Song Wenjing aside like trash. There were four or five men lying next to him, all of them with bruises and swelling on their faces, unconscious.
Han Xu didn't have time to ask where these people came from; he quickly grabbed his phone and went over.
"Sister Nian, something terrible has happened! Do you know who that man we bumped into yesterday was? He's Si Boye!"
Jiang Nian paused completely.
Si Boye?
Is Jiang Sheng planning to marry her off to that dead man?
That man has been dead for over half a month, his body completely destroyed, and his funeral has already been held, hasn't it?
Han Xu held his phone up to Jiang Nian; the huge headline of the news story was particularly eye-catching—[Si family heir Si Boye appears at the company; he wasn't on the crashed plane at all!]
It also included a photo of Si Boye making his first public appearance.
The man still wore sunglasses that covered most of his face, but his smooth facial features and powerful, confident aura were dazzling, as if he had everything under control.
—Si Boye is not dead.
He's the man from the previous two nights.
Jiang Nian took a deep breath.
Just then, footsteps sounded behind them.
Someone walked over, looked at the group of thugs who were beaten so badly by Jiang Nian that they couldn't get up, and then stopped next to Song Wenjing.
The black leather shoes hooked Song Wenjing towards him and then kicked him away, scoffing lazily, "Someone like this is worthy of being your fiancé?"
Jiang Nian turned her head sharply and met that familiar face, which was nonchalant yet dashing and wicked.
“I felt we were destined to be together, but I never imagined we were even more destined to be together.”
Si Boye straightened up, looking at the girl with a slight smile on his lips: "Jiang Xiaonian, I heard you almost married me?"
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