Mr. He’s Daily Affections

I don't understand! Ning Yichen roared heartbreakingly, I don't understand why Zhixi is the only one still in the car!

It was obviously her first time to participate in such an event.

Whether it was a terrorist attack or the murder of Mr. President, it had nothing to do with her!

Thinking of this, Ning Yichen started to tremble.

Yichen, I know you are sad, and I am too... Ning Ruixin's throat was choked, But now is not the time to be sad!

I can't do it, sister. Ning Yichen's voice was self-deprecating and hoarse, So I can never be you.

Ning Ruixin took a deep breath, ignored him, and calmly began to deal with the scene.

The unconscious Mr. President and Mrs. President have been sent to the hospital.

The entire area where the explosion occurred was cordoned off.

Vice President Zhuo Yuwei temporarily stepped forward to take charge of the overall situation and calm the people's hearts. In any case, the news that Mr. President is still alive is a shot in the arm, allowing the originally boiling public opinion to calm down a little.

The burning car wreckage was finally completely extinguished.

Ning Yichen walked over step by step, squatted next to the car wreckage, which was only one third of its size, and stretched out his hand tremblingly.

However, he could see nothing but darkness.

There were no bodies in sight, and no evidence of living persons.

He scratched his hair in pain, and suddenly regretted why he didn't get closer at that time.

Why didn't he rush over and rescue her immediately?

Now it seems that the first explosion was not lethal, it just knocked them unconscious. Since Mr. President and his wife were both alive, then Zhixi must also be alive at that time.

But the second time...

Ning Yichen closed his eyes dejectedly.

At some point, subtle footsteps suddenly came from behind.

Ning Yichen seemed to feel something, stood up, turned around, and saw a dark and tall figure.

It's He Jingyao.

There was no expression on his face, no sorrow or fear, as if he was far away from the whole world.

But his eyes fell on the wreckage.

Ning Yichen opened his mouth and tried to say something, but found that he could not spit out the words at all.

Zhixi is dead.

Impossible, even he doesn't believe it.

Just a moment ago, she was smiling and waving to everyone. How could she be dead?

It must be...a huge joke played by God on him.

He Jingyao walked over step by step and stood in front of the debris.

It was empty inside.

He leaned down and picked up a piece of burnt black iron with his bare hands, his face still expressionless.

Too quiet, he thought.

Everything was too quiet, and the flow of the entire world seemed to stop at this moment.

He Jingyao felt that he must be dreaming.

Closing her eyes, Su Zhixi's sweet smile at the camera is still so clear.

So, this must be a prank.

After all, she still didn't want to stay with him and saw that he died prematurely because of her, so she came up with such a decisive method just to make him give up.

That must be it.

This silly woman.

But it doesn't matter, I will definitely find you. No matter where you hide, you can't escape from my grasp.

Have you forgotten how I put you by my side step by step? When did you become my opponent?

Too stupid.

He raised the corners of his lips slightly, laughter overflowing from his throat.