Chapter 1471 Violate the Bottom Line
Nanrong Huaian seemed to experience the pain of cutting his heart again. His entire body could not stand up. He had to hold the wall next to him to breathe normally.
Nanrong Huai'an knew that he was the one who couldn't resist Feng Sufei.
He really couldn't resist her.
He misses her, really misses her.
My heart hurts.
He really wanted to hear Sophie's voice and see her again.
He was going crazy because of his thoughts.
Where is his Sophie?
Nanrong Huai'an's hand was clasping the wall hard, because it was too hard, his fingers were bleeding, and he couldn't feel it in a trance.
He slammed his fist against the wall, and his fist hurt so badly, it couldn't compare to the pain in his heart.
Just when Nanrong Huaian was immersed in his emotions, his cell phone rang.
Nanrong Huai'an was excited and hurried to get the phone, but because he was so excited, his hands were shaking and unsteady.
The phone he was holding just fell to the ground.
Nanrong Huai'an quickly picked it up from the ground, his movements were so light and so soft, he treated the phone like a treasure.
Because he was jumping in his heart, wondering if it was Sophie's call.
But when Nanrong Huaian picked up the phone and turned it to the front, he saw that the caller ID belonged to him.
His heart sank immediately, and it became cold.
What he was looking forward to was Feng Sufei's call, and he didn't want to answer any calls except hers.
But the phone rang over and over again.
After Nanrong Huai'an picked it up, she knew that it was Zi Wanxun who woke up.
A dangerous light flashed in Nanrong Huaian's eyes, and a dark light flickered in the bottom of his eyes.
After he entered Zi Wanxun's ward, Zi Wanxun looked at Nanrong Huai'an with bright eyes, "Huai'an, I knew you would save me."
Nanrong Huai'an was far away from Zi Wanxun, and said coldly: "I didn't want to have any contact with the royal family at the time, you relied on the news network behind you to find out, and then found me, when your lamp of life was in the hands of the temple messenger I promise to save your life."
Zi Wanxun looked at Nanrong Huai'an's icy expression, listened to his icy tone, and shook her head, "Huai'an, you...why are you talking to me like this."
"Zi Wanxun, it's now, you still want to act, aren't you tired?"
"No, Huaian, no..."
"Zi Wanxun, I have sent your actions to Canxuelou, I believe they will execute you."
Nanrong Huai'an is someone who will never be threatened. Zi Wanxun has already touched Nanrong Huai'an's bottom line. Nanrong Huai'an will naturally not let Zi Wanxun go easily.
He will personally execute Zi Wanxun through the hands of the person behind Zi Wanxun.
Listening to Nanrong Huai'an's words, Zi Wanxun trembled in horror, "You...you...why did you do this, why...have you forgotten our feelings? How can you be so ruthless..."
When Zi Wanxun spoke, her tone became sharp, she stared at Nanrong Huaian with wide eyes and questioned.
When Nanrong Huai'an looked at Zi Wanxun, it was like looking at a lunatic.
"When you found me and wanted to be my fiancée, I investigated you, and I signed an agreement with Canxuelou. If nothing else, the rumors that were circulating outside were also yours. I don't object to you taking advantage of the prestige of the Nanrong family to do something, but Zi Wanxun, you shouldn't threaten me!"
When he said these words, Nanrong Huaian's body was awe-inspiring, with a cold killing intent, as if he could freeze Zi Wanxun.