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Chapter 837
Song Anhao couldn't hear his words, so she beat his chest hard.

"Tell me first, why are you here? Do you know how anxious I was just now? I almost rushed in to save you..."

If Shen Xiuran was one step later and grabbed her.

She literally rushed in.

"Like 14 years ago?"

"...??"

Song Anhao forgot to react, and looked up at Shen Xiuran in a daze.

Shen Xiuran brushed her fingers over her cold face, patted off the snowflakes on her shoulders, pulled the broken hair behind her ears, and looked at him tenderly: "14 years ago, you were the one who saved me!"

Song Anhao still didn't speak: "...??"

Shen Xiuran asked patiently, "You knew about it a long time ago, didn't you?"

Song Anhao nodded.

Shen Xiuran asked: "Since you knew about it a long time ago, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

In the tone, there was no blame, only distress.

Song Anhao pursed her lips and said aggrievedly: "I always knew that I saved you 14 years ago, and I also knew that Xue Wanqing saved you, but I didn't know that the time Xue Wanqing saved you was the same time I saved you. I asked you several times, but you refused to answer. If you had answered earlier, wouldn’t there be so many misunderstandings! Besides, I’m not a person who likes to ask for credit, so I can’t tell you specifically that I saved you when you were young. You!"

His tone was full of complaints.

Shen Xiuran chuckled, and hugged her into his arms again.

"It turns out that our fate was doomed as early as 14 years ago."

Song Anhao huddled in his arms, found the warmest and most comfortable position, and said with a pout, "Yes! It's a pity that someone is blind and mistakenly admitted the savior, which made us go down a lot of wrong paths."

As he spoke, he thought of something and hammered his chest again.

"You haven't told me yet? Aren't you in there? Why are you here again?"

Shen Xiuran let go of her, and raised the walkie-talkie in his hand.

"There's a horn in the warehouse, and the walkie-talkie is connected to the horn!"

Song Anhao understood instantly.

It turned out that Shen Xiuran was not there from the beginning to the end.

Right.

As smart as Shen Xiuran, how could he risk himself!
What if the fire is not controlled well and you hurt yourself?
Song Anhao asked: "Then what if Xue Wanqing really rushes in to save you?"

Shen Xiuran said firmly: "She won't!"

Song An gave him a blank look: "Are you so sure she won't?"

A cold look quickly flashed across Shen Xiuran's eyes: "I wasn't sure before, but now I'm 100% sure she won't!"

Song Anhao's heart was sour, and she sneered: "Oh, you really know her..."

Shen Xiuran gently scratched the tip of her nose.

"What? Jealous?"

Song Anhao pouted and tilted his head.

The expression says it all.

Shen Xiuran was amused by her cute appearance, "Are you sure to stand here and say it? Why don't you go back to the car and say it! Don't freeze our child."

Song Anhao is actually not cold.

Not far ahead, the flames shot up into the sky, and the hot air rushed over, dispelling a lot of the coldness.

However, Shen Xiuran didn't wear much.

She wore a thick coat outside and a black sweater inside.

She was afraid that he would get sick from the cold, so she reluctantly agreed: "Okay, let's talk slowly in the car!"

Shen Xiuran took her hand and led her to find the Maybach parked not far away.

The heater was on in the car.

After getting in the car, the two of them immediately became much warmer.

The snowflakes falling on the body immediately melted into rainwater, which was then absorbed by the clothes.

(End of this chapter)