Kill Me, Heal Me

“Oh...That Belle Ye. She was on fire!”

Wei Xu never stopped his mouth since he was in the room, and he even used a serial of interjections to express his feeling right now and ignored completely the sculpture that was covered with a sheet of ice.

“For real, An. This woman could be Sun Tzu of modern society. I mean, that was totally the art of war she used against Ethan.”

While Oliver An kept winking at Wei so that he could shut his mouth, but Wei just kept talking.

Looking at the twitching face of An, Wei came to him and patted on his shoulder.

“Man, if you don’t believe this, then me, the famous Mr. Weilmes, is going to introduce to you how did a crippled woman dis...”

An shook his arm off.

“Will you just, get to the fucking point!?”

“Aha, don’t rush, young man.”

These two would usually bicker, but today, An did not have the mood to do that with Wei, so he looked to the man sitting in the corner.

he’s so goddamn

The sculpture finally opened his mouth and then went

Yet Wei showed his respect to Ethan and stoped joking at once. He wore a serious face and stood aside from

found something. Belle Ye didn’t go to Hai City, nor Jing City. The ticket she asked Qu Mengtong to book was a trap from the

his hands hung clenched into

“Then where?” Ethan frowned and asked.

there.”

what happened to Ethan. How could he

What we don’t know about this was whether she knew the relationship between you and Qu Mengtong or not...” Noticing the frowning of Ethan, Wei changed corrected. “Um, the employment relationship. Anyway, Qu Mengtong was just a

the second, do you remember the wheel imprint? From a

bullshit and just get us to the point.” An Yichen cut in.

point you want!” Wei slammed his hands. “The night she escaped, there did was a car. The double-deckers you

cleared his throat

no camera, so we couldn’t be sure of the exact scene, but the next street that bus droved into had cameras and they caught its car number. I followed that lead to the driver, and I was told that

in the morning. Ain’t

Belle Ye was on the bus, she put one a-thousand bill into the coin box. Now, normally, people would think she had no change, but the truth is she wrote a letter on it. She asked the driver to stop his car in a certain place for ten minutes, and after that, she would pay the

his

down. He did suspect it though, still, for the money, the driver did it. With a double-decker on the ground, a crippled