Get rid of the evil husband: there is a fox at home

It was Leng Aoxuan. . .It's really Leng Aoxuan. . .

His face. . .It's really exactly the same as Leng Aoxuan.

Even the indifferent expression on his face, which seemed to reject people thousands of miles away, was exactly the same as Leng Aoxuan's.

In the dark night, that face flickered under the lamplight.

Occasionally, the wind blew, and a strand of hair was blown to his eyes. [

The moonlight is like tulle, and in the dimness, I feel like I am in a dream.

She watched the man walking towards her step by step.

That expression, that demeanor, that walking posture. . .

close your eyes. . .She can still remember clearly.

She clearly knew that this person was not Leng Aoxuan, but her eyes were still wet. . .

Until the moment she left, Leng Aoxuan's life and death were still unknown.

She kept thinking that maybe he was still alive, although the chances of that were almost zero.

This matter was buried deep in her heart, buried by the joy brought about by meeting Liuyin again.

These two days, she was intoxicated with happiness, and seemed to have forgotten about Leng Aoxuan.

At this moment, those memories are all scrambling to come out.

He still clearly remembered the phone call Leng Aoxuan made to her. . .

She heard gunfire on the other end of the phone. . .

At the moment of life and death, he was so distracted that he called her. . .

Then the communication was suddenly cut off. . .

When news about him was heard again, he had been shot and fell off a cliff. . .

And under the cliff. . .It is a fast-flowing river. . .

"Who are you and why are you hiding behind a tree?"

His eyes were icy cold, and his voice had no warmth at all.

Jiang Xueya's expression was a little dazed. [

This kind of look, this kind of tone is what Leng Aoxuan has when facing other people.

The face is exactly the same, even the expressions and eyes are so similar. . .

"Why don't you speak?"

The man said another word coldly.

Jiang Xueya came back to her senses suddenly, and hastily stretched out her hand to touch the corners of her eyes. The eye sockets were already wet, but the tears hadn't fallen yet.

"I've seen...the fourth prince..."

She lowered her eyes and didn't look at him again, afraid that she would lose control of her emotions once she saw him.