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"Zhixia, come out! He's gone. "
Ouyang Meiya walked to the door and knocked lightly.
Wen Zhixia raised her hand to wipe the tears off her face before taking off her sunglasses, opening the door and walking out.
Standing in front of the mirror in the sink, Wen Zhixia took out a human skin mask from her bag and put it on her face.
Originally, she didn't want Ouyang Meiya to see this scene, but she still didn't want to be easily found. Therefore, it was best for her to continue living as Xia Yu.
"Zhixia …" "You …"
Ouyang Meiya stood beside Wen Zhixia. Seeing her put on the mask, she knew that Wen Zhixia was avoiding the man from before, but she didn't expect to use such a method.
It was evident how reluctant Wen Zhixia was to face the past. It was only because of this that she was willing to abandon her original identity and become someone else.
"Aunt Ouyang, I'll explain this to you later. Let's leave now. I'm called Xia Yu, don't call me Zhixia in front of outsiders, I …"
It was as if she would only have the courage to face the future if she became Xia Yu. Only then would she be able to temporarily put aside the past and bravely continue living …
"Alright, Yu, I understand."
In Wen Zhixia's eyes, there was an unconcealable sorrow, which made Ouyang Meiya unable to bear to ask further.
When he easily walked out of the bathroom, he didn't leave in a hurry. Instead, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it up, then put it in his mouth and took a deep breath.
However, because of the smoke, no one could clearly see his expression, as well as the hesitation and hesitation in his black eyes.
He also did not know what he was waiting for. How could someone that he had killed with his own hands appear here? He was easily aware of this, but he still could not move a single step.
It was as if his body had instinctively chosen to wait here …
Xia Yu tidied up her face and wore sunglasses. Holding Ouyang Meiya's hand, she walked out of the washroom. The moment she stepped out of the door, she saw Yi Yeyu standing by the door, smoking.
She tried not to look at the easy thing, but she couldn't help it.
Fortunately, she wore sunglasses.
Hearing the footsteps from behind him, Easily raised his head and saw the figure just now. It really wasn't his imagination. He pinched off the smoke in his hand, stepped forward and stood in front of Xia Yu.
Ouyang Meiya looked at the girl in front of her and frowned. She didn't expect that Yi Yi to not leave. When she noticed that Yi Yi's gaze was fixated on Wen Zhixia, she could only speak first.
"Sir, what can I do for you?"
It was easy to see Xia Yu holding her head against his, as if she didn't want to be seen by him. The more Xia Yu avoided him, the more curious she became towards him. At this time, Xia Yu wasn't wearing her wedding dress to marry Nan Wenjing.
Instead, she appeared here. This meant that she had escaped the marriage …
But why?
Previously, Nan Wenjing had promised that he and Xia Yu truly loved each other … How could this happen? Was the person Nan Wenjing was talking about just now Xia Yu?
But what did Xia Yu have to do with him?
There were many questions in Easy's mind, as if the woman in front of him was a mystery.
Standing in front of Xia Yu, it was easy for him to feel a sense of familiarity. This feeling of familiarity made him feel close to her, and made him lustful of her …
He raised his hand and gently removed the sunglasses on Xia Yu's face.
A delicate and pretty face was revealed. Although her facial features weren't as delicate as Wen Zhixia's, they were still considered as extremely delicate and pretty … It was a very ordinary girl, but her figure resembled Wen Zhixia very much.
"Miss Xia? Aren't you supposed to be Nan Wenjing's bride today? Why would he appear here? "
Xia Yu instinctively took a step back. She had never thought that she would one day be so straightforward. This made her a little flustered, but she couldn't easily tell what was wrong with her.
Thus, she could only pretend to be calm as she raised her head and bravely met Easy's gaze.
She kept telling herself in her heart that if she had to fear even this little bit of trouble, how would she give the baby in her womb a future …
She was no longer alone. She was responsible for the baby in her womb.
"That's none of Mr Rong's business. It's my choice no matter who I'm with."
Looking at Xia Yu's stubborn appearance, it was easy to recall that when they first met, she was also filled with hostility towards him.
Ouyang Meiya thought Yi was Nan Wenjing's friend when she heard Yi Yi's words. She reached out to pull Xia Yu behind her, then she stood in front of Yi Yi and tried to block his sight.
"Mr Rong, as Xia Yu's elder, I don't agree with Yu's marriage, so I hope that Mr Rong will not make things difficult for Yu."
Easily looking at Ouyang Meiya's vigilant look, he frowned. The information Leng Chen gave him clearly stated that Xia Yu was an orphan. Why would there be a Xia family member here now?
"Didn't Miss Xia's parents die when she was very young? How can there be an elder? "
He could feel that Ouyang Meiya's identity was not ordinary. He just didn't know why they were so hostile towards him. It was obvious that he and Xia Yu had never interacted before.
However, he could still feel Xia Yu dodging him.
"I'm Yu's aunt. I've been overseas and just found out about her marriage with Nan Wenjing, so before the mistake was made, it would be better to end it as soon as possible."
As an elder, he had a very reasonable reason to not agree to Xia Yu's marriage.
"Oh? The mistake hasn't been made yet? How do I remember that Miss Xia has already had Nan Wenjing's child? "Could it be that you are betrothed to a son?"
The last time he was in the hospital, when he saw Xia Yu for the first time, it was Nan Wenjing who took her to the hospital for an examination. Nan Wenjing once said that it was because Xia Yu was pregnant with his child that they were in such a hurry to get married.
Ouyang Meiya was momentarily at a loss for words. She couldn't possibly say that the child in Xia Yu's womb wasn't Nan Wenjing's, right? This was an insult to Nan Wenjing, and it also wasn't good for Xia Yu's reputation.
Just as Ouyang Meiya was at a loss as to what to do, the sound of hurried footsteps came from the other end of the corridor.
When Nan Wenjing reached the second floor, he didn't see an easy figure. He searched through the rooms one by one, but he still didn't see anyone who was easy to find.
Listening to the approaching footsteps, Leng Chen's sensitive hearing immediately recognized who it was and spoke plainly.
"Young master, it's Young Master Nan."