Pick Up a Killer as Girlfriend Chapter 709 709: The Truth Pursued

"Sorry, Brother Fan, it's all my mom's fault..."

"Your mom?"

"Yeah..."

It turned out that Chen ngying originally wanted to escape from this place.

However, in the rush to leave, she completely forgot that her backpack was still in the room, and her wallet was in the backpack.

Going back to get it would definitely be seen by Xiaofan. Helplessly, she thought of turning on her phone again to call soone for help.

Just at that mont, a woman rode over on a bicycle carrying a basket of vegetables, and Chen ngying, who was looking down at her phone, didn't notice her, and 'bang,' they collided.

With scraped skin and feeling dizzy from the collision, under the enthusiasm of the aunt, Chen ngying went to her ho to apply so dicine. It was then that Fei's brother recognized her.

At the ti, he instructed his mother, saying this girl was his brother's girlfriend, and since she was here already, they should treat her well.

And the dizzy Chen ngying also wanted to find a place to rest first; as long as it was away from Xiaofan, anywhere would do.

So, with the aunt's support, Chen ngying went to a guest room to rest. Just like that, three hours passed.

Xiaofan was worried and had a hard ti looking for her. But he deserved it; tire yourself out. The old class monitor endures all hardships for you, swallowing them all down, even now being pointed at by classmates behind his back yet still considering your feelings. Where did your wits go when you dealt with Red Butterfly back then? Why do you beco so dull when it cos to yourself?

Seeing Chen ngying's worried face, Xiaofan gently moved out of the room. Since he already found the old class monitor, the next step was to find out about that scoundrel properly. No matter what, he must give the old class monitor a reasonable explanation.

"Could you lend your phone to use? My phone is dead."

"Oh, here, Brother Fan..."

Taking the phone, Xiaofan imdiately found Fei's number from the contact list. It seed he really was one of Fei's n.

"Hello, you idiot, didn't I tell you I'm at my future mother-in-law's place? Don't call unless it's necessary."

"Brother..."

"Hmm? Who is it? Xiaofan?"

"Yes."

"Xiaofan? This number isn't..."

"Oh, it's a long story. So, how's it going at my future sister-in-law's place?" Xiaofan asked softly.

"Great, haha, thanks to you. The money I won at the casino that night bought an Audi to drive over, and my future father-in-law couldn't be happier seeing it. Hahaha... Oh, right, it's a fitting ti you're looking for , not just to ask about this, right? And why is that guy calling? Where are you?"

"Do you have so ti now?"

"I do, as long as it's about you, I'm free."

"Brother, do you rember if back when I graduated high school, ng Ying ever got close to any of the brothers?"

"Hmm? Why are you asking this?"

"Help think, or any clues would be great."

"No, right? Back then, she just greeted a couple of tis. Her relationship with everyone else was quite harmonious, but if anyone was closest, it would be you."

"Then, among the brothers, was there ever anyone drunk, and did ng Ying help to take them to rest?"

"Yes..." Fei imdiately answered.

"Who?" Xiaofan's gaze suddenly turned sharp.

"You, of course. You were the one who got the most drunk. Every night we left you at the hotel, and sister-in-law always followed to take care of you."

"Oh, right. So..."

"Hmm?"

Alright, our dear Ye Xiaofan, hasn't anything clicked in yet after asking this much?

Xiaofan seed frozen abruptly, mouth slightly agape, but the words didn't co out. It appeared he had reached that critical point.

No way? What a joke... The conclusion made Xiaofan instantly feel chaotic.

"Hey, hey... Xiaofan, hey..."

"Brother, did you guys ever give a mber card for the Lizhi Grand Hotel?" Xiaofan rembered the mber card clearly, back then Shen Zuimo saw it and suddenly kicked him to the ground, extrely jealous at the ti.

"Yes."

"I seem to have stayed there for a night."

"Right, you were extrely drunk that night..."

"And then ng Ying also ca along."

"Followed, in the end, everyone left except for the two of you in the room. But Xiaofan... what are you..."

"Brother, do you know when ng Ying left that ti?"

"This..." Even if Fei had excellent mory, he probably couldn't recall it.

"Brother Fan, I know. At the ti I was working as a service manager at the hotel." Just then, a brother beside Xiaofan gently spoke.

"You, you know?" Xiaofan continued to ask.

"Yep. That night you stayed there, sister-in-law left the next morning before six. But when she left, she seed to bring a bedsheet for the service staff to wash. I was right there; there were faint traces of blood on the sheet."

Alright... no need to ask anymore, the scoundrel was undoubtedly himself.

It all connected. Everything that happened today, including ng Ying's strange behavior, all made sense.

"Got it, brother, won't disturb you anymore."

"Hey, Xiaofan, how co..."

"Let's get together for drinks when I'm back..."

"Sure, sure."

Hanging up the phone, Xiaofan tightly held the phone and sat directly on the floor.

Glancing back at Chen ngying's room, his eyes showed endless remorse and helplessness. It turned out, the girl he had owed the most, was resting in that room, the old class monitor.

Recalling each mont they had spent, her kindness and every gesture resurfaced. I'm a complete and utter bastard.

'Smack.'

Harshly, Xiaofan gave himself a heavy slap on the face...

'Smack.'

Feeling it wasn't enough, he forcefully hit himself again.

"Hey, Brother Fan... what's this..."

"Hmm? Nothing."

Nothing? His eyes were already red, how could it be nothing? Does it hurt? It's heartache, heartache that ng Ying silently stood behind him, never demanding anything from him. Every ti she appeared right on ti, bringing him delicious breakfast. Then smiling brightly, pulling him up from bed.

The red eyes finally shed faint tears, Xiaofan's hand trembled, his body shivered, his heart quaked.

Why, why didn't she ever tell him the truth, why bear it silently? What does he, Ye Xiaofan, deserve?

How much he wanted to rush in imdiately to hug that poor girl, but he should first take it slow; so things need to be dealt with gradually.