Xu Xi sniffed, her voice muffled: “The day before yesterday, Wanwan suddenly sent me a message in the early morning. She said she was going to start a new life… but I didn’t see it. I don’t know what she meant by that. When I woke up the next day, I sent her a congratulatory message and asked her where she was, but she never replied to me again.”
“I…” Xu Xi choked back tears.
“Jiang Jiang, did I kill Wanwan? I didn’t know it would turn out like this, I didn’t know she would die, I really didn’t know. If I had known…if I had known, I wouldn’t have slept that night. I would have tried to stop her. I have a news segment to host tomorrow, and I spent a long time memorizing the script to avoid mistakes. I was so tired that I fell asleep. Will she regret that I am not replying to her message? Woo, woo, I feel so guilty.”
She hugged Jiang Nanshu tightly, sobbing.
“Xi Xi, this has nothing to do with you. The conclusion isn’t out yet. We don’t know if Xu Xingwan committed suicide or was murdered.”
Jiang Nanshu comforted her. She wasn’t good at comforting others, so she could only offer some honest words, trying to make Xu Xi feel a little better.
It wasn’t her fault that she didn’t reply to the message.
Xu Xi didn’t need to take the blame for this.
The next second, Bo Yan, radiating coldness, pushed open the door and entered.
His face was covered in bruises, and in some places, the scabs had just begun to form.
His eyes were bloodshot, his face utterly indifferent.
Jiang Nanshu pulled Xu Xi away from this idiot.
Given his bizarre thought process, he might very well blame them for Xu Xingwan’s death again.
Xu Xi gritted her teeth in hatred at the sight of Bo Yan: “That scumbag! Now he’s putting on this heartfelt act again, trying to fool everyone!”
Jiang Nanshu pulled out a tissue from her bag to wipe Xu Xi’s tears.
A fist, carrying a powerful gust of wind, came flying.
Jiang Nanshu reacted nimbly, dodging the punch and pushing Xu Xi away in the process.
Bo Yan, his eyes bloodshot, roared as he grabbed Jiang Nanshu: “Give me back Wanwan! Murderer! You’re the murderer! It’s all because of you that Wanwan died! It’s all because of you!”
Bo Yan cried.
Jiang Nanshu frowned deeply, grabbed Bo Yan’s arm that was attacking her, and used fighting techniques to deliver an elbow strike and an over-the-shoulder throw, slamming him to the ground.
She grabbed a chair and threw it at him: “Who are you yelling at here?”
Because this was a disturbance at the police station, both parties were quickly restrained.
Jiang Nanshu shrugged: “Officer, you can check the surveillance footage to see who started it. I acted in self-defense.”
The young policeman looked at Jiang Nanshu, who was clearly defiant, and Bo Yan, who was badly injured.
He was extremely puzzled.
Why did he provoke her?!
He got beaten up for no reason.
He mediated and then let them go.
Standing in the sunlight, Bo Yan felt like he had cried all the tears he could in his life.
He didn’t cry when he was targeted in business, and he didn’t cry when he was forced to marry a woman he didn’t love, but when Xu Xingwan died, his heart died too.
“Jiang Nanshu, I will get revenge for what you did to Wanwan.”
Jiang Nanshu glanced at him disdainfully.
What are you, a piece of trash who can’t even beat her, barking like a dog?
She sneered, “What did I do to Xu Xingwan? God gave you a mouth, not so you could spew filth everywhere you go.”
Bo Yan’s face was ashen: “What you said to Wanwan was the root cause of her suicide attempt.”
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