365-Day Trial Marriage With Hunk: Wife's A Little Wild

Chapter 1844: He Doesn’t Deserve Your Trust

365-Day Trial Marriage With Hunk: Wife's A Little Wild

Chapter 1844: He Doesn’t Deserve Your Trust

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Chapter 1844: Chapter 1844: He Doesn’t Deserve Your Trust

Just when she thought the call had ended, she heard him speak in a low voice.

"I want to see you. I can answer all the questions you want to know," Dan Hanxi’s voice was very light, with a hint of urgency, "Don’t you want to see me?"

"..."

Qin Youxuan narrowed her cat-like eyes and bit her lip, not answering immediately.

Dan Hanxi’s sudden phone call was truly unexpected, and she wasn’t mentally prepared for it at all. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

She had no idea what Dan Hanxi was plotting in his mind.

"Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you, I just have some things I want to give you."

"I don’t trust you," Qin Youxuan responded bluntly.

"Even the surveillance video of your father before he died, you don’t want it? Don’t you want to know who set up that situation and wanted to kill Ye Zhanxing?"

"...The surveillance video is in your hands?" Qin Youxuan’s eyes suddenly tightened.

Yu Xiuzhun had once produced part of the surveillance video to threaten Su Yiru, and now it was Dan Hanxi’s turn.

Just how many times are these people going to use the same ploy?

Holding onto her father’s case, they wouldn’t let the entire Ye Family be at peace.

If it were before, Qin Youxuan would have gone out to meet Dan Hanxi without hesitation.

But it’s different now.

Having been through life and death, she knew better than anyone that even though she couldn’t let go of Ye Zhanxing’s death, she couldn’t leave Dan Hanjie either.

"If I wanted to kill you, I wouldn’t have waited until today. Don’t tell Dan Hanjie, he doesn’t deserve your trust."

"Where do you want to meet me?" Qin Youxuan held her composure and asked calmly.

She still couldn’t process the news that Dan Hanxi wasn’t actually dead.

She had to contact Dan Hanjie as soon as possible to tell him this news.

"GW," Dan Hanxi spoke indifferently, as if a picture was sketched in his mind: the image of when he first saw her on the GW campus.

"I understand," she said.

Qin Youxuan hung up the phone, hesitated for a long time while holding her mobile, and then turned around to instruct the butler to prepare the car.

"Young Madam, Mr. Jie instructed that there might be some changes in the coming days, so you and young master should stay at the villa as much as possible and avoid going out," the butler respectfully reminded.

"I’m going out for a bit, I’ll be back soon." Qin Youxuan got up from the sofa, went upstairs to get her bag, and sent a message to Dan Hanjie before driving herself out.

When she arrived at GW, it was afternoon.

The sun was no longer so intense, the orange light passing through the treetops, casting specks of fluorescence on the walls of the teaching building.

Qin Youxuan parked the car, pushed open the car door, and got out.

She walked towards the place Dan Hanxi had arranged.

From a distance, she saw a figure in the small woods, and her steps suddenly halted.

The sunlight filtering through the treetops bounced on the tree trunks, the light and shadows mottled and cast onto the ground.

The light hit the man’s back, outlining a faint sense of detachment.

The most critical thing was that he was sitting in a wheelchair.

Qin Youxuan’s cat-like eyes narrowed, and her hand beside her slightly tightened.

Even though she was mentally prepared, seeing that Dan Hanxi was indeed crippled was still surprising.

As if sensing the person behind him, Dan Hanxi suddenly turned the wheelchair and turned around.

From a distance, Qin Youxuan could be seen at a glance.

"..."

Qin Youxuan took a deep breath, then stepped forward. When she walked up to his side, she noticed not far from Dan Hanxi, there was a black car parked.

An assistant was standing beside the car, waiting respectfully.

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