Chapter 855: 855, have truly loved, truly no longer love 3 Chapter 855: 855, have truly loved, truly no longer love 3 “I don’t know them,” Shi Annuo casually answered and then lowered his head to focus on eating.
Just then, the phone rang again. Shi Annuo glanced at it—it was still the sa number—and he dismissed the call once more.
Wen Zhaozhao said to him, “Answer it. What if it’s sothing important?”
Shi Annuo glanced at the incoming call, which hadn’t been answered yet, but he just smiled at Wen Zhaozhao and took her hand. “It’s over between her and . I won’t drag it out; that wouldn’t be fair to you.”
At that mont, Shi Annuo’s phone rang again, and this ti it was Song Qinghuan calling.
Shi Annuo smiled at Wen Zhaozhao and then picked up the phone to answer.
“Annuo, Han Qianqian had a car accident!” Song Qinghuan’s anxious voice ca through, panting heavily, clearly running at the mont.
Shi Annuo was stunned for a few seconds, then his heart started pounding.
“What did you say, a car accident? Where is she now?” His voice trembled slightly, practically shouting as he rapidly stood up and ran outside.
Wen Zhaozhao was startled too. She hadn’t heard what Song Qinghuan had said on the phone.
She just saw Shi Annuo hurrying out and anxiously followed him until they reached the hospital and learned that Han Qianqian had t with an accident.
When the two arrived at the hospital, Han Qianqian had already been taken into the operating room. Song Qinghuan sat outside, the ergency light above the door lit up, and nurses were coming in and out, but none could tell them about Han Qianqian’s condition inside.
Shi Annuo sat motionless on the corridor bench, his eyes fixated on the operating room across from him, his complexion pale as snow, as if he had fallen into an ice cave. His eyes seed to not move even a bit; his mood was especially agitated, the whole person felt like he was drowning, unable to breathe.
Wen Zhaozhao sat beside Song Qinghuan, her gaze continuously on Shi Annuo. He was cold and stiff like a statue, his hands clenched into fists at his side, knuckles turned white and rigid.
Worry, fear, panic—that was Shi Annuo now.
Wen Zhaozhao felt that at such a ti, she shouldn’t be jealous; after all, Han Qianqian’s life was hanging in the balance.
Footsteps echoed in the corridor; Song Qinghuan turned back and saw Han Yinqian approaching with quick steps.
She stood up. “Han Yinqian, how… how did you get here?”
Han Yinqian paused, anxiously looking at the operating room door, then turned back to Song Qinghuan, “How is she?”
Song Qinghuan shook her head. “Don’t know, she’s still in the OR, hasn’t co out yet.”
Although Han Qianqian hated this half-brother, Han Yinqian, Song Qinghuan felt that Han Yinqian loved his sister deeply. She rembered Shi Yuhuan telling her that Han Yinqian was no ordinary man; if he hadn’t wanted the Han Family, he wouldn’t have been able to take control of it so quickly and wouldn’t be able to help Han Qianqian.
Han Yinqian’s eyes turned to Shi Annuo, so cold, as if imrsed in icy winds and snow, without a trace of warmth. His thin lips parted lightly, the words colder than winter snow: “Don’t let find out that her accident has anything to do with you, or I won’t let you off.”
That angry accusation made Shi Annuo scoff.
With hate-filled eyes, he looked at Han Yinqian, as if he wished he could kill him on the spot: “How dare you say that.”
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