he is intoxicated

"It's a man." Shen Zechuan said: "At that time, I went to the nearby village with the ambulance to rescue an old man. As soon as I carried the man into the car, I received a call from him, saying that someone in Duanyaling had a car accident. I immediately Bring your assistants to rush over and rescue you."

Nan Hua frowned slightly, "Can you tell whose voice it is?"

Shen Zechuan shook his head, "I can't hear it."

"Remember what characterizes his voice?

Shen Zechuan recalled it carefully, and said: "The voice is very low, a bit strange, with a bit of a metallic texture, as if using a voice changer. At that time, I was in a hurry to save people, so I didn't think too much about it."

Nan Hua knew it well.

The man didn't want to reveal his identity.

It seems that more than one or two people were involved in the car accident three years ago.

There is another person behind, or even a group of people.

Some want her dead, some don't.

Such a precise layout must have been prepared for a long time, right?And a habitual offender, a shrewd habitual offender.

Otherwise, even the police would not have concealed it.

Think of so many people to calculate yourself.

Nan Hua shuddered.

Shen Zechuan suddenly slapped his forehead and said, "By the way, I still remember the cliff where the car crashed back then, and there were large rocks blocking it. If there weren't those rocks, the car you were sitting in would have fallen directly to the bottom of the valley. But the police When I went to investigate, those rocks were gone, and the car fell off the cliff and exploded."

Nan Hua knew what happened next.

The car exploded, heavy rain washed away all traces, and there was no monitoring nearby.

The police investigated for a month, found nothing, and finally determined that it was a traffic accident.

She was silent.

Obviously, that man is both good and evil, not an absolute good guy, but not an absolute bad guy either.

He must have known that someone was going to murder her, but he didn't want to change, or couldn't change, so he made some amends, leaving her with a chance of survival.

who can that be?

Nan Hua thought for a long time, trying to break her head, but she couldn't figure out who that man was.

She raised her head and asked Shen Zechuan: "Do you remember the phone number of the person who called?"

"I'll take my ID card tomorrow and go to the mobile company to check the call records from three years ago to see if I can still find them."

"Find and contact me."

"Okay." Shen Zechuan stared at her, "If it is found out that Huo Beiyao did not instruct the driver to do the car accident three years ago, will you restore your previous identity?"

What he actually wanted to ask was, will you get back together with Huo Beiyao?

After thinking deeply, Nanhua shook her head, "No."

"Why? I think he has been chasing and beating you so hard lately, and he seems to be determined not to give up until he achieves his goal." A lonely smile appeared on Shen Zechuan's lips.

Nanhua said the truth: "Huo Beiyao treats me much better now than I did in the past. There is no need to restore Nanhua's identity."

Unless she is found out, she wants to live to death as "Shen Nanhua".

The past about Nanhua's identity was too painful.

It was so painful that she didn't want to remember it.

Not at all.

"It's all my dad's greed for profit, and he insisted on bringing you together with him." Shen Zechuan's gentle and gentle face sank, his eyes were full of anger and guilt.

Nan Hua said: "It's not all his fault, Huo Beiyao is already strong and domineering."

Seeing her being so considerate, Shen Zechuan felt more and more guilty.

"By the way, you asked me to ask about my sister. I asked several times on the sidelines, but she just refused to say a word, and she would get angry and throw things when she asked urgently. Recently, her temper It was so bad that it exploded at one point, like a firecracker.”

Nan Hua's thoughts were all on the car accident three years ago.

He desperately wanted to know who the man who called Shen Zechuan for help was.

As for Shen Jiao's matter, she could no longer take care of it.

Leave Shen Zechuan's home.

He was sent back to Chengnan Apartment by A Biao.

She walked home full of thoughts.

He took the elevator upstairs, and as soon as he got out of the elevator, he saw a tall and handsome figure standing at the door.

The straight black long coat, the handsome and cold face, and the noble and compelling temperament.

The hairstyle is to expose the forehead.

It was Huo Beiyao.

Nan Hua was slightly surprised, "You're sick, why don't you stay at home and come to me in the middle of the night?"

"Your bracelet left in my kitchen, I'll bring it to you."

Huo Beiyao reached into his trouser pocket with his slender fingers, and took out an exquisitely designed platinum bracelet.

He gently and delicately helped her put it on her wrist.

Nan Hua watched him put the bracelet on herself, a little speechless, "Just send someone to deliver it, you don't need to go there yourself."

Huo Beiyao smiled, bowed his head, and touched her forehead lightly with his chin.

The big hand touched her slender waist, held it, and exerted a little force.

The pleasant voice is numb to the bone: "Fool, I miss you, I have to find an excuse to come to see you. Can't you save me some face? You have to expose me."

Those dark and deep eyes stared at her tenderly.

Love is ready to come out.

Nanhua's heart beat faster, and a strange electric sensation passed through her heart.

His whole body was numb, as if he was drunk.

This damn man.

After three years, her heart was disturbed again.

She said angrily, "It's been less than two hours since we left."

"It was like two years to me."

Nan Hua's whole body was numb, "Huo Beiyao, can you still do it?"

"After all, you are willing to be nice to me. Of course, you have to strike while the iron is hot. I'm afraid that you will ignore me when you recover from your illness." The deep magnetic voice contained a little bit of grievance just right.

Nan Hua's heart was in a mess.

There was nothing he could do for a while.

Huo Beiyao gently supported the back of her head with his big hands, bowed his head, his handsome face came close to hers, and his thin lips searched for hers, wanting to kiss her.

Nan Hua's heart was beating wildly.

It took a lot of effort to look away, to avoid his lips.

"You have a cold, don't infect me." Her tone was a little disgusted, but her heart was sore.

She didn't know what she was hurting.

The heart is very chaotic, like a pot of boiling porridge, gurgling and beating violently.

"I have medicine. If you are infected, I will feed you medicine." Huo Beiyao came to grab her lips again.

Being hugged by him at the waist, Nan Hua could only lower her head to avoid it, and said, "I don't want to take medicine. There are children at home. If I catch a cold, I will infect Yueyue."

"That's just right. I'll take you to my house and I can see you all night."

Nan Hua couldn't bear it anymore, "Huo Beiyao, are you crazy?"

"No, I've already gone crazy."

Nanhua died three years ago, and he went crazy too.

Looking at the face that resembled Nan Hua, Huo Beiyao couldn't help himself for a while, but suddenly, he bent down and picked her up, and walked towards the elevator.

An ominous premonition crept into her mind, and Nanhua's scalp tingled.

Constantly struggling in his arms.

"Huo Beiyao, let me go, what are you going to do?"

"Men and women, what else can they do?" He said casually, but he didn't pay attention to what he said.

He just wants to be with her and doesn't want to be apart for a moment.

"You're sick!" Nanhua said crisply.

"It's okay, it won't affect your performance." He said it smoothly again.

Nan Hua couldn't take it anymore.

This man is killing me!

Worse than being drunk!

She decided to use her trump card, "Huo Beiyao, I'm Shen Nanhua, not your late wife Nanhua, you can see clearly."

Like a bucket of cold water poured down.

Huo Beiyao regained his sanity.

The fiery light in the eyes disappeared.

With a "ding" sound, the elevator arrived.

Nan Hua was just about to struggle to get out of his arms.

Unexpectedly, Huo Beiyao hugged her tightly, strode into the elevator with his long straight legs.

A deep and sexy voice fell from the top of her head and floated into Nanhua's ears, "I like Shen Nanhua too."