439: C439 Was She Dead or Not

C439 Was She Dead or Not

Xia Zhensheng smiled and said, "Alright, I'll remember that. You guys can play slowly. "

He waved his hand and walked out of the room. He closed the door, but he was not in a hurry to leave. Instead, he let out a long sigh.

In the room, the old class monitor complained about his classmate who had a big mouth. "Bighead, tell me about you. Why did you have to mention Xia Ling? He must be feeling bad right now. "

"I didn't do it on purpose either. . . "

Xia Zhensheng came out of the hotel and drove home. His mind was filled with Bighead's words. "You betrayed Xia Ling. " These words were like a curse that lingered in his mind, driving him crazy.

After he went home, the whole villa, except for the lights in the living room, was completely dark.

He leaned against the sofa dejectedly and called a servant over. "Madam hasn't returned yet?"

The servant replied, "Madam went to the villa in the outskirts of the city to stay for a few days. She hasn't been at home recently. Before she left, she said to ask you to take good care of her. "

Su Xingchen was still living in the hospital and her temper was becoming more and more strange. Other than Su Murong, she did not have a good attitude towards everyone else.

Xia Zhensheng felt a headache when he thought of his daughter.

He waved his hand tiredly and motioned for the servant to leave.

There was no one in the empty room. It was terrifyingly cold.

He took a bottle of whiskey from the wine rack, took a wine glass, and twisted it into the bedroom.

It was not his and Su Murong's bedroom. It was his own room. They had been separated for a long time.

Since Su Xingchen found out six years ago that he hid Xia Ling and her daughter's photo in the wall of the desk, he did not dare to put the photo in the study anymore. Instead, he hid it in his own bedroom.

He found the photo that he had kept for many years from the closet and held it tightly to his chest. He poured a cup full of wine in the glass and drank it all in one gulp. The bitter and spicy taste stimulated his taste and also stimulated his nostrils. Tears welled up in his eyes.

The wife and daughter in the photo were smiling peacefully. At that time, they were so happy. If Su Murong had not appeared, they would have been happy forever.

Xia Zhensheng laughed sadly. Tears rolled down his face. His left hand was beating his chest, and he kept saying, "I'm sorry. "

He would never forget the fire twenty years ago. Not only did the fire burn Xia Ling to death, it also burned his entire heart.

Xia Zhensheng had drunk countless glasses of wine. He was completely drunk. He hugged the photo and cried out loud. For decades, he had been suppressing his emotions. Now, he had finally vented it out, and it was out of control.

He was drunk like mud. The next morning, he missed the alarm clock and the morning lessons.

He slept until noon before waking up. The hangover gave him a splitting headache.

The bed was a mess. There were traces of vomiting on the floor, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of alcohol and filth.

He almost couldn't help but vomit again. He quickly opened the window to breathe.

Before telling the servants to clean up the room, Xia Zhensheng found a photo of Xia Ling and her daughter from the bed and planned to hide the photo. He looked at their faces reluctantly and then put the photo into the bottom drawer of the cabinet.

When he stood up and was about to ask the servants to clean up the room, a pair of eyes suddenly flashed in his mind. It was a pair of eyes filled with hatred. That was when he divorced Xia Ling. Xia Ling knelt in front of him and begged him, but he left without hesitation. She looked at him.

Her eyes filled with hatred gradually overlapped with the eyes of the old woman he saw last night.

His body suddenly froze, his face pale. His heart beat rapidly, as if he had gone crazy. He muttered to himself, "No, no. Impossible, she was obviously burnt to death. No, her corpse was not found in the fire. If it wasn't for her, why was Xia so close to her? Who is that man? He looks so familiar. I must have seen him somewhere before. . . "

" What's going on? What's going on? Is she really not dead? " Xia Zhensheng was almost driven crazy by the idea that popped up in his head. He hit his head with both hands and squatted on the ground, laughing and crying.

The servant who went upstairs to clean was shocked when he saw him like this. He quickly ran up to help him up. "Sir, what's wrong? Are you alright? "

"Tell me, is she dead or not?" Xia Zhensheng suddenly grabbed the servant's arm. His eyes were filled with wild light. His expression was fierce and terrifying.2

"Sir, wake up!" The servant was so scared that his face turned pale. He screamed, "Someone come! Someone come! Sir is crazy!"

Xia Zhensheng was stimulated by her scream. His mind gradually regained a trace of clarity. He pushed her away and ran into the bathroom. He closed the door tightly and poured cold water on his face and head.

"Sir, Sir, are you alright?" The butler heard the news and rushed over. He knocked on the bathroom door.

Xia Zhensheng looked at himself in the mirror and took a deep breath. He said, "I'm fine. "

The butler and servant both heaved a sigh of relief.

After Xia Zhensheng finished washing up, he wiped his face and came out of the bathroom. He said in a deep voice, "I just had a nightmare. Nothing happened. "

"Alright, alright. We understand. " The others quickly nodded.

He nodded in satisfaction, "Clean up the room. "

He did not know that after he left and went to the study, the maid secretly reported the matter of him going crazy to Su Murong, who was at the villa in the outskirts of the city.

At this moment, Su Murong was wearing a sexy swimsuit and lying on a white deck chair, comfortably sunbathing. In the swimming pool, a young and robust man was swimming leisurely with his upper body naked.

Su Murong said lazily, "What did he say at that time?"

The maid said in a low voice, "I only heard one sentence. He asked me, 'Tell me, did she die?'"

Su Murong's eyes narrowed slightly. She said lightly, "Who is the person he was referring to?"

"Sir did not say. That's right, Madam. In the end, Sir warned us that he only had a nightmare. "

"Mm, I got it. If there's anything else, you can report it to me. "

Su Murong cut off the call. Her distant gaze passed through the tall trees by the swimming pool and looked towards the horizon. "Is she dead or not?" Who was she referring to?

The handsome man in the swimming pool stood up from the water and water droplets rolled down his well-built chest. His sexy Adam's apple rolled up and down, not to mention how alluring it was.

He put the towel on his shoulder and slowly walked towards Su Murong. He bent down and kissed her on the face. His deep black eyes had a smile and his voice was deep and magnetic. "Baby, what are you thinking about?"

Su Murong put her hands around his neck and carefully looked at his face. His eyebrows were sharp and his eyes were bright. His nose was high and his facial features were similar to that of the godfather. When he smiled, the similarity could reach seven or eight points.

The corner of her lips curled up slightly and she said lightly, "It's fine. "

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