Chapter 867: Chapter 860

Author:

Gu Rong Rong

MACHINE TRANSLATION

Upon hearing her words, Huo Nanchen’s initial displeasure was dispelled.

He thought that he had been exposed, but thinking about it, it was impossible for him to be so easily exposed.

“Go take a NAP, HMM? ”

“Okay. ”

Gu Ruochu was afraid that he would have to squeeze into the same bed as her, so she took the initiative to choose the small bed that could only fit her.

Huo Nanchen did not suspect anything. He took off his coat and covered her with a thicker blanket before he went to sleep on the bed.

In her dream, Gu Ruochu dreamt of Huo Nanchen.

She dreamt that the surroundings were very dark and Huo Nanchen had suddenly fallen into a black hole. His hands were tied and his eyes were as beautiful as the Milky Way. He was also filled with deep affection for her.

She reached out to grab him but he still fell into the endless black hole and disappeared in an instant

She broke out in a cold sweat and no matter how much she shouted, it was useless.

“HUBBY! ”

When she woke up from her shock and sat up, she realized that Huo Nanchen had disappeared.

She clutched her chest and felt that the dream just now was unbelievably real. The moment he fell was very real, as real as the day she saw him with her own eyes.

Huo Nanchen had fallen. What kind of omen was this?

She clutched at the clothes on her chest. Why was she still so worried when Huo Nanchen was clearly by her side She kept recalling the scene from that day.

Her phone vibrated on the table again, and she saw that it was Yang Xi.

She remembered that she hadn’t called Yang Xi and the others much since she came back from Beijing, so she picked up. “Xiao Xi? ”

“Oh, Ruo Chu, you finally picked up. ”

Yang Xi had been guarding young master an at the hospital for a few days. She had been calling Ruo Chu but she had not picked up. Huo Nanchen had not picked up either, causing her to feel uneasy for several days. She was always on the edge of her seat.

“Yes, I’m fine. ”

Yang Xi told Gu Ruochu the whole story of how young master an had been shot the other day as she listened to Gu Ruochu’s absent-mindedness.

“I reckon that everything was arranged by Nan Yue. He wanted to use young master an to lure Nan Chen over so that he could bring me from an Cheng to the presidential palace. ”

“Ruo Chu, it’s all my fault. ” Yang Xi blamed herself, “If I had not called Huo Nanchen over, none of this would have happened. ”

“It’s not your fault. ” Gu Ruochu was still a little sad, but she could not really blame it all on Yang Xi. No one could have predicted this.

“I really didn’t think that someone would impersonate a cla.s.smate of mine to get close to an Shaosi. I thought that it was just an ordinary girl’s scheming and scheming. I thought that she was simply trying to s.n.a.t.c.h my man. I didn’t think that this cla.s.smate was an unknown woman impersonating him. Her goal was to a.s.sa.s.sinate an Shaosi… “. “…”. “…”

Gu Ruochu suddenly noticed this sentence, “what did you say? Someone impersonated your cla.s.smate? ”

“Yes, Huo Nanchen had come to the hospital to make a guess. “. When she returned to the hospital, she realized that the housekeeper had already taken care of the matter. Someone had indeed pretended to be my cla.s.smate. My real cla.s.smate had been sent to another place. With the help of the police, he had escaped and set up a case at the police station.”

Gu Ruochu was very shocked, but for some reason, an absurd thought had surfaced in her mind.

Yang Xi’s words reminded her.

What if the current Huo Nanchen was also just a subst.i.tute?

Gu Ruochu was suddenly enlightened and her heart began to beat violently in her chest. She was not sure at the moment but she somehow believed this statement.

Is the current Huo Nanchen a subst.i.tute or the original?

What if he really is a subst.i.tute?

No wonder, no wonder.

If it’s a subst.i.tute, is Nanchen really dead The thought of this possibility overwhelmed her with a great sense of panic. She would rather he no longer love her than confirm his death.