Chapter 417 Hang Yue Cut Her Wrists

"..." Shen Lingnian was silent for a while, glanced at him from the corner of the eye, and thought of teasing him a bit, and asked with great interest, "Why not?"

Yu Guhuan straightened up suddenly, and looked at her vigilantly, "Why? What's so good about him?"

He thinks he is not a puxin male.

According to those ordinary standards, whether it is appearance, financial resources, status or other messy things, he is still barely passable.

However, he also knew that these were not what Xiaonian cared about.

"The wheat color is very sunny, very majestic, gentle and modest, a gentleman and polite, and his career development is also very successful."

Suppressing her own smile, she went on: "It's not very—uh!"

Before she could finish speaking, the man beside her was already bullying her, and the tall figure enveloped her head, full of oppressive feeling.

That is to say, she was holding a laptop in her arms, which separated the distance between the two of them a lot.

The little girl's delicate body was sunk in the sofa, her long black hair was scattered on her shoulders, which contrasted with her snow-white complexion, making people itch.

Yu Guhuan's Adam's apple rolled twice, he restrained himself from opening his eyes, his voice was trembling and hoarse, "Xiao Nian, am I alright?"

"Don't look at others, don't be tempted by others."

Yu's actions were very strong and bold, but his words were unexpectedly soft.

Shen Lingnian stretched out his hand, touched Yu Guhuan's face, and looked up at him, "Huanhuan, why are you so soft?"

Did he really dare not be tough in front of her, or was he just relying on his previous experience to pretend to be soft and cute to soften his heart.

Yu Guhuan didn't know what to think of, her fair cheeks turned red, "No..."

Before he finished speaking, the phone on the coffee table vibrated crazily.

"Buzz-!"

"Buzz-!"

"Buzz-!"

Shen Lingnian pushed his chest, raised his chin in the direction of the coffee table, "Here, get up, your phone."

Yu Guhuan hurriedly sat back, and when she picked up the phone and connected it, the flush on her face hadn't faded away.

"Hello? What?"

He took a deep breath, "Okay, I see, wait for my news."

After hanging up the phone, he straightened his expression and looked at Shen Lingnian, "Xiao Nian, something happened."

Shen Lingnian frowned twice, feeling uneasy for no reason, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Hang Yue committed suicide by slashing her wrist, but she was sent for rescue, and she is still alive." Yu Guhuan calmly said what Song Qingli had told him, and didn't care about it.

Shen Lingnian couldn't help laughing, and gently rubbed the keyboard with her fingertips, "Huanhuan, guess, does she really want to die?"

Although under normal circumstances, malicious speculation about others is not advocated.

But if this "other" is Hang Yue, there is nothing to worry about.

"In that young year, guess, is there a hot search about Hang Yue's suicide by cutting his wrist?" Yu Guhuan also answered her with a question.

She raised her eyebrows, opened the browser, logged in to Weibo, and clicked directly into the Weibo hot search list.

In the top ten of the hot search list, there is an entry of #杭悦刀船签答#.

Under this entry, there are several related entries.

【#Hang Yue Diagnosed Depression#】

【#杭悦团骑而谁谁#】

……

Shen Lingnian moved the computer to Yu Guhuan's side, and together with him, he looked at the relevant Weibo and comments in the hot searched entries.

[Fuck, why did such a good-looking person suddenly commit suicide? !Thanks for the invitation, I was intimidated. 】

(End of this chapter)

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