Chapter 890: The Real Mystery Caller (13)
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Pressing her hand to the wound, Li Fanxing scrambled toward the exit on all fours.
She needed to get out!
She couldn’t die here!
There was a cold glint and her cheek stung. When she touched her face, she realized that there was a gash over 10cm long.
“Aah —” Li Fanxing screamed. When she turned around to look, An Xiaxia and that man were nowhere to be found.
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Sheng Yize arrived at the movie theatre when the fire was at its height.
Su Xiaomo and Fang Shanshan were huddled together and crying uncontrollably. They told him between broken sobs, “Xiaxia… we think Xiaxia didn’t make it.”
Sheng Yize’s eyes went bloodshot red and he wanted to run into the fire, as if he had lost his mind. Several other people stopped him before he could do it.
“Brother, calm down! You can’t go in there now!” Chi Yuanfeng pulled Sheng Yize back with all his strength, his face red with the effort.
“F**k off!” Sheng Yize snapped.
Chi Yuanfeng wouldn’t let go of Sheng Yize, but his face was streaked with tears.
The two babies that had been sound asleep in Sheng Yize’s car seemed to sense something at this moment and suddenly burst out crying together.
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Sheng Yize sat in his car for the entire night, while Cola and Pepsi had been sent to stay with Grandma Sheng. He gripped the steering wheel so tightly that his knuckles turned white.
The sky began to lighten and dawn broke. The movie theatre was almost burnt to the ground, but An Xiaxia still hadn’t been found.
“Mr. Sheng… we haven’t found her,” his assistant tapped on the car window and said gingerly when Sheng Yize rolled the window down.
“Keep looking,” said Sheng Yize coldly.
“Yes.”
A short distance away, the residents nearby had come out and were talking among themselves.
“Oh my, I heard that they’ve been looking for a woman since the fire was put out, but she still hasn’t been found!”
“The fire was so big. She must have been trapped inside and burned to ashes!”
“That’s so true. What a pity… I heard she was quite young. Things like this should never have happened!”
“…”
At the mention of death, a murderous look flashed across Sheng Yize’s face, the grim expression reminding one of a fiend from hell.
How could his Xiaxia be dead?
How?!
However, the uneasiness still quickly overwhelmed him, until… he felt something like despair.
Was Xiaxia… really dead?
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When An Xiaxia woke up again, she felt pain all over her body.
Especially her face.
Touching her face, she saw that the cut on her face had been treated and bandaged.
Looking around, she noticed that the room was decorated in an European style, which was romantic and classic, and reminded her of the room of a princess.
“You’re awake.” Someone walked in and sat down beside her. “It’s time for your medicine.”
An Xiaxia stared at the man, who had noticeably lost quite a lot of weight. “Kang Jian…”
“Yes.”
“Did you save me?”
“Yes.”
“Why am I here?”
Kang Jian didn’t answer, but only handed her some pills. “Take your medicine first.”
An Xiaxia swallowed them as told, then stared at Kang Jian again with unblinking eyes.
Kang Jian was thinner and tanner, but his eyes were as bright as stars.
“Go back to sleep. It’ll be awhile before you recover,” Kang Jian said quietly, then rose to his feet. An Xiaxia wanted to ask him something else, but her head was getting heavy. She was then overcome by drowsiness, and she only had time to moan a little before she dropped down on her pillow and fell asleep again.
“I’m sorry…” Kang Jian murmured.
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Yu City, the Sheng family.
All hell broke loose.
That was exactly what it felt like at the moment.
Everyone was crying, for they thought An Xiaxia was dead. Sheng Yize was the only one unperturbed. He looked like he was somewhere else as he glanced at the others with an impassive face.
His assistant rushed in at that moment, yelling, “Mr. Sheng! We have news on your wife!”