Unless... he's acting!
Nian Xiaomu narrowed her eyes and her face became serious.
In the ear, the sound of the airport broadcast came.
Fan Yu seemed to have just got off the plane, and there were constant announcements of the arrival of the flight on his phone.
Before Nian Xiaomu had time to ask him where he was, Fan Yu had already pushed the suitcase out and asked at the same time.
"Where are you now, I went to find you..."
Fan Yu didn't finish his sentence, but stopped abruptly. Looking outside the airport, on the huge LCD screen, Yu Yuehan was standing in front of the church, live broadcasting the wedding scene.
Fan Yu's voice suddenly rose.
"You guys got married today?!"
"..."
Nian Xiaomu's hand holding the phone silently tightened.
He pursed his lips.
I don't know how to explain to Fan Yu, she should be sitting in the bridal lounge now, waiting for the wedding to start.
But now he somehow got into a taxi and rushed to a strange place.
And there might be a trap waiting for her there.
The most tragic thing is that she still can't get in touch with Yu Yuehan...
Nian Xiaomu took a deep breath and kept herself calm, "Fan Yu, I have something very important to tell you..."
hang up the phone.
Nian Xiaomu returned the phone to the taxi driver.
Sitting back in the back seat of the car, he turned his head and looked out the window at the swiftly passing scenery.
In my mind, many pictures are constantly flying.
There are pictures of her growing up with Tan Bengbeng.
&nbsbsbsgel is carrying out the picture of the closed education of the nobility.
And Mo Yongheng's indifferent face appeared in front of his eyes from time to time...
But she just couldn't remember how she was injured and lost her memory.
If she is really the eldest lady of the Mo family, why did she appear in City H when she was seriously injured, without a family member by her side, only Tan Bengbeng was with her...
And Mo Gan and Mo Yongheng, why do they act like they don't know her
Who is the person who designed to kill her? !
"Shua—"
The taxi stopped at a pier.
"Miss, we're here." The taxi driver turned around and reminded.
Hearing this, the smile on Nian Xiaomu's face had disappeared, she paid the money, opened the door and got out of the car.
After watching the taxi drive away, she turned around and looked at the pier in front of her.
The pier in front of you is a private pier.
It was not the time for ships to enter the port, and the pier was quiet, except for the sound of waves beating against the embankment not far away.
The sound fell into my ears.
Nian Xiaomu stood at the entrance, vigilantly not going in.
The phone rang the next second.
It was the same hoarse voice that came into her ears coldly from the other end of the phone.
"Follow my instructions and go inside."
Behind the hoarse voice, there is the sound of the tide.
In other words, he might be here himself!
Nian Xiaomu narrowed her eyes, didn't move, but suddenly laughed, "With just a broken phone and a pendant, you want to lie to me that Tan Bengbeng is in your hands, do you think I'm easy to deceive?" ? I want to see Tan Bengbeng, otherwise I won't step in!"
After Nian Xiaomu finished speaking, knowing that the other party should be able to see her, she deliberately stepped back a few steps.
Make a gesture of getting ready to leave.
Immediately, a woman's scream came from the phone.
Sad and frightening.
It's quick, and it's short.
It's like someone's mouth is covered.
She couldn't hear clearly, and there was no way to judge whether it was Tan Bengbeng.
Instead, I heard the man's cold-blooded voice, "I just chopped off a finger, and Miss Nian accidentally heard it. If Miss Nian still wants to hear it, I don't mind chopping off another finger."