Coach Xing, Don't Be Too Wild

[Gentle on the outside, firm on the inside female translator & Flirty on the outside, reserved on the inside boxing coach] When Lin Yan was at the end of her rope, she returned to her hometown ...

Chapter 15 Friends, kissing can stimulate adrenaline

Chapter 15 Friends, kissing can stimulate adrenaline

The fingers hanging by his side trembled violently.

Lin Yan was not feeling guilty, but facing the dazzling and exquisite Xing Yingxue in front of her, while she herself was dressed simply and exuded an ordinary aura, she subconsciously thought that there was nothing wrong with Song Yanzheng choosing Xing Yingxue.

"Hello." Lin Yan didn't like beating around the bush: "What can I do for you?"

Xing Yingxue's eyes curved, and she suddenly lowered her head and gently stroked her belly: "Yan Zheng and I are having a baby, probably a girl. Yan Zheng has already chosen a name for her. He said... Song Muxue."

I have a baby...

The man he had liked for ten years had a child with another woman.

She suppressed the bitterness in her heart and said calmly, "Miss Xing, you didn't come to me just to show off your affection, did you?"

Xing Yingxue smiled arrogantly. She spoke slowly, but every word was filled with a chilling thorn.

"Lin Yan, Yan Zheng lied to me years ago and said he was visiting an old friend in Longping County. I knew he was definitely coming to see you. I'm a person who doesn't tolerate any kind of injustice. If anyone covets my things, I will definitely teach them...how to behave."

"I know you and Yan Zheng have been together for many years and your feelings are deep and hard to let go, but since he has chosen me, I advise you to give up as soon as possible. People should know themselves. How can a cheapskate like you compare with me?"

Lin Yan smiled. "Ms. Xing, are you unsure of yourself or of Song Yanzheng? That's why you came all the way to me and told me these self-righteous and useless nonsense."

Xing Yingxue was leisurely admiring her unique manicure, her eyes gradually turned cold, and she stared at her sinisterly.

"Lin Yan, how does it feel to be fired? Director Lin, who worked so hard for so many years and is now back to the days before liberation, and is so well-known in northern Beijing, is now completely banned by the translation community. How do you feel about that? Hmm?"

Lin Yan suddenly realized: "It's you?"

"You didn't expect it, it's me." Xing Yingxue covered her mouth and smiled, the light reflected from the diamond ring on her ring finger pierced into her eyes like a sharp blade.

"You staying in Jingbei is too much of an eyesore for me, and to prevent Yan Zheng from getting worried, I can only use a little trick to make you leave."

All along, Lin Yan simply thought that it was because of her bad luck that she encountered such unfortunate things one after another.

It turns out that the culprit behind all this was Xing Yingxue.

Lin Yan looked at her coldly: "Does Song Yanzheng know?"

"What if he knows or not? Is he going to quarrel with me for you?" Xing Yingxue exuded a hint of madness.

"Lin Yan, listen, I came here today specifically to warn you not to have any contact with Yan Zheng again. If I find out that you are still entangled with him, I will make sure you can't stay in this small county!"

"Also, you must go to our wedding. I want you to see with your own eyes how happily I become Yan Zheng's bride."

After Xing Yingxue finished speaking, she returned to the car.

She looked sharply at Lin Yan outside the car through the car window covered with sealing film.

Although she does not wear makeup, she is tall, has fair skin, and a calm and cool temperament, with a bit of mystery that makes people explore.

She really has a face that makes men salivate.

It seems that she made the right choice this time.

"Miss," the front-seat driver asked, "Are we going home now, or are we going to visit the young master?"

Xing Yingxue was upset: "Go back."

After the car started, Xing Yingxue picked up her phone and dialed a number.

The call was connected quickly, and the usual low voice came through.

"What's up?"

"Coach Xing, are you busy?"

"If you have something to say, then say it. If not, then hang up."

Xing Yingxue stopped joking and said dissatisfiedly: "Brother, every time I call you, your tone is like I owe you money. Can't you be a little gentler?"

The voice on the other end of the phone remained unchanged, repeating: "Talk about something."

"I came to Longping County on some business and passed by your boxing gym to see you, but you weren't there. I'm going back now, so see you at my wedding."

There was silence on the receiver for a moment, as if someone guessed something: "What brings you to Longping County?"

"Find someone and solve the problem."

"Who are you looking for?"

"She's just a bitch, and you don't even know her."

"I asked you who you were looking for."

Xing Yu's voice was so deep and cold that it made Xing Yingxue's scalp numb. "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

The next second, the call was hung up.

Xing Yingxue stared at the phone screen in confusion.

Is her moody and taciturn elder brother angry today?

After returning to the community, Lin Yan did not go upstairs immediately. She sat on the bench downstairs and felt the cold wind.

The wind penetrated into my skin inch by inch along my neck, making my cold heart even harder.

She opened the chat interface with Song Yanzheng.

They were all messages sent to her by Song Yanzheng, telling her what she had eaten and done today, asking her about her health, and reminding her whether she had taken her medicine and had follow-up checkups on time.

These inappropriate sharing and care were like an airtight iron cage, shackled her invisibly and made her miserable.

Even though she didn't respond a single word, Song Yanzheng still sent her messages day after day.

She couldn't understand, she really couldn't understand what he meant.

But now, she was no longer in the mood to understand him.

She took a deep breath and prepared to delete Song Yanzheng's WeChat.

But at this moment, a WeChat message from Song Yanzheng popped up.

[Yan Yan, Xiao Xue just called me and said she went to see you. She said you had a great chat and she likes you very much. Xiao Xue will be your sister-in-law from now on. She has a gentle and kind personality, and I believe you will get along very well with her.]

[By the way, I have some good news to share with you. Xiaoxue is pregnant. I never thought I would be a father soon. Yanyan, you will be happy for me too, right?]

Lin Yan lowered her head, looked at the gradually dimming screen of her mobile phone, and suddenly smiled.

But as she was laughing, a few tears fell on the screen.

After a long time, she turned on the screen again, decisively deleted Song Yanzheng's WeChat, then clicked into the address book and blocked his number.

After calming down, she went upstairs. When the elevator door opened, she saw Xing Yu leaning against the door, looking at her boredly.

Seems to be waiting for her.

Lin Yan walked towards him as if nothing had happened, and her voice became uncontrollably hoarse when she spoke.

"I'm too tired today and really don't want to cook. Just eat whatever you want."

Xing Yu stared at her red eyes and asked, "Why did you take so long to come back?"

"I met a friend and talked about some things."

Xing Yu knew it well, and there was a kind of forbearance hidden in his eyes.

The next second, Xing Yu pulled her into the house. When Lin Yan came to her senses, she was already being held by Xing Yu and sitting on the shoe cabinet at the door.

Her temples jumped: "What are you going to do now?"

Xing Yu placed his hands on either side of the shoe cabinet, tilted his head slightly and smiled lazily: "When you're unhappy, you need to divert your attention."

"What?"

"Friends, kissing can stimulate adrenaline and make people happy. Try it..."

As soon as she finished speaking, her neck was suddenly grabbed, and cold lips with a burning breath pressed forward...