Chapter 177 Accident
"..."

She said so, she can only rely on her.

Turning her head, Song Yixi said to Jie: "Then you follow us a little bit."

This was already the biggest concession she could make.

Ni Jian didn't object this time, and took her hand with a smile: "Let's go."

Song Yixi paused for a moment, broke free lightly, and said softly, "I'll help you push the wheelchair."

It could be seen that Ni Jian was in a good mood, and from time to time, she would take a piece or two of clothes and compare them to her or Song Yixi's, happily urging her to try them on.

After shopping for more than half an hour, when they came to the underwear store, Ni Jian lowered her head to choose.

At this moment, Song Yixi's cell phone vibrated, and it was the screenwriter who called. After she told Ni Jian, she went outside to answer the call.

There was a lot of noise around, Song Yixi wanted to go to the corner, but was bumped into by someone unexpectedly, she frowned and raised her head, meeting a pair of red eyes.

Being close, he could smell the alcohol smell on the other person's nose.

Song Yixi glanced at the man in his 20s, and avoided to the side.

She was about to leave, but the man grabbed her and begged, "Don't break up with me, okay?"

Song Yixi was slightly startled, and immediately shook him off: "I don't know you."

During the entanglement, the other party suddenly became angry, and shouted with red eyes: "Why don't you know me! When I was rich, you knelt and licked under my body, but if you don't have money, you don't know me anymore? Bitch..."

Fu Jie noticed the confusion and rushed here immediately.

Song Yixi wanted to go to the store to escape, but the man held her arm tightly and wouldn't let go. While struggling, he suddenly took out a sharp knife and stabbed her fiercely: "I want you not to know me!"

Song Yixi kicked his calf bone with all his strength, and the opponent loosened his strength. At this moment, a figure bumped into her and knocked her to the ground. Song Yixi's head hit the ground heavily, and his eyes instantly turned black. She supported the floor and raised her head again, only to see Ni Jian knelt on the ground with her arms folded in pain, with blood gushing out from her snow-white hands.

Her pupils shrank slightly, looking at her, her face changed a few times.

Accompanied by exclamations, the drunk man was suppressed by Fu Jie who rushed over, and the bodyguards behind him rushed to help Ni Jian who blocked Song Yixi's knife.

"Miss Ni Jian, are you okay?"

Ni Jian raised her head with a pale face, but looked at Song Yixi, and asked with concern: "Yixi, are you okay?"

Song Yixi regained consciousness, walked over, and said to the bodyguard, "Call an ambulance."

She lowered her eyes and pressed hard against her bleeding wound.

……

Wen Shiyu rushed back after hearing the news.

Fu Jie followed behind him and reported the situation to him: "...the man has been investigated, and his identity is not suspicious at present. The probability of this happening is just a coincidence. He drank too much and killed Miss Song. Became his ex-girlfriend..."

Wen Shiyu's voice was indifferent: "Get rid of it. Call up the on-site surveillance, I'll watch it later."

"Yes, sir."

Pushing open the door, Ni Jian sat on the bed with a weak face.

Song Yixi sat in front of her, eyes downcast, wondering what she was thinking.

Wen Shiyu's eyes first fell on Song Yixi, stayed for a moment, then looked at Ni Jian, and said in a deep voice, "Are you injured?"

That knife cut Ni Jian's arm, not too serious, but definitely not light.

Her face became a little pale due to blood loss, and she tried her best to smile at him: "The doctor has bandaged it, it's nothing serious, you don't need to rush back."

Wen Shiyu glanced at her arm wrapped in thick gauze and frowned.

(End of this chapter)

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