Chapter 279 I Won't Force You

The corridor on the second floor was pitch black, and Lin Yan took every step very lightly.

At Xing Yingxue's signal, she began to act.

When she reached the corner of the stairs to the second floor, she paused.

The faint moonlight outside the window sprinkled on the living room on the first floor, and no one was seen.

My heart was at ease and I quickened my pace.

Lin Yan rushed to the door and pressed the access card against the sensor.

As the door opened, a shrill alarm sounded.

The sirens exploded in the empty villa, and the warning lights on the ceiling flashed wildly, illuminating her face in flickering light.

Lin Yan didn't have time to think about it and continued to rush forward holding the access card.

After going out, she found that the corridor of the villa was enclosed and had an aluminum alloy door. She swiped the sensor of the second door with her backhand, and the door made a heavy "clang" sound. As soon as a gap appeared, she squeezed out sideways.

The bodyguard in the villa had been awakened, and the footsteps behind her sounded in her ears.

Lin Yan quickly pressed the car key to unlock it, and the headlights of a white car parked in the yard lit up.

When I was about to get in the car, I remembered that the iron gate of the villa also had an access control system.

She ran forward and swiped the access control, but when she turned around, she clearly felt an inexplicable sense of oppression behind her.

She swung her fist almost instinctively, but when the fist was thrown, it didn't hit the person, but just brushed against his coat.

All the lights in the villa were on, and with the help of the light in the house, Lin Yan could clearly see the ferocious man in front of her.

"Shunzi?"

"Hey, Miss Lin still remembers me?"

Shunzi is not Qin Yuan's subordinate, so why is he here?

Is Qin Yuan here too?

As she was thinking, Shunzi was already approaching her step by step: "Ms. Lin, what are you planning to do so late at night?"

Lin Yan pretended to move sideways to avoid him, but her elbow decisively hit his lower abdomen hard!

Then he kicked him in the crotch.

While he was in pain, Lin Yan rushed to the white car and got in.

At the same time, the bodyguards in the house rushed out.

Following Shunzi's order.

A bullet hit the car.

Lin Yan ignored him, shifted gears, stepped on the accelerator, and rushed out of the villa at high speed.

But the car stopped moving after driving a few hundred meters, and the rear wheel was blown up by the people in the car chasing it from behind.

The car lost control and crashed into the roadside guardrail, and the airbag deployed and hit her in the face.

The huge impact made her dizzy. She couldn't tell where it hurt, but she just had no strength. Her head hung on the steering wheel, and she faintly heard the sound of the car door being opened.

“Yan Yan!

…

Lin Yan's eyelids seemed to be glued together, and it took a lot of effort to open them a little. The dazzling light poured in, and she squinted uncomfortably.

My head felt heavy, blurry and confused, as if I had just had a dream.

She moved her fingers, wanting to rub her solar plexus, but felt a sense of restraint on her wrist.

I realized that not only my hands, but also my feet were tied tightly to the bed frame, making it impossible to move at all.

Looking around, it was already completely light.

The room was unfamiliar. Sunlight streamed in through the narrow porthole, casting a square spot of light on the floor.

A dull humming sound of machinery came from her ears, passing through the bed and into her body.

This voice...why does it sound familiar?

Lin Yan twisted her body and finally turned sideways to look out the small window.

Only then did I realize that there was a swaying blue sea outside the window.

She realized that she was on a boat.

Her thoughts turned back to her, and she remembered that Xing Yingxue told her last night that Song Yanzheng planned to take her abroad.

Could it be that we are on our way there now?

As soon as this thought came to mind, the door of the room was pushed open.

His eyes met Song Yanzheng's.

His tie, which he usually tied meticulously, was gone, and the collar of his white shirt was open with two buttons, revealing his well-defined collarbone.

His hair was unkempt, with a light stubble on his chin, and his face looked a little pale, revealing his fatigue and age.

He walked straight to the bed, sat down on the edge of the bed, and looked at Lin Yan's face as if nothing had happened.

"Yan Yan, are you awake? Are you hungry? Tell me what you want to eat? There is a chef on the boat who can cook both Chinese and Western food."

Lin Yan's voice was a little hoarse from having just woken up: "Song Yanzheng, is this really necessary? Where are you planning to take me?"

The gentleness on Song Yanzheng's face did not fade. He stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch Lin Yan's hair, but when she suddenly turned her head away, he paused, then withdrew his hand and placed it on his knee.

"Yan Yan, let's go to a place where we can start over. No one knows us there, and no one will bother us."

He looked into Lin Yan's eyes, as if he was coaxing her, or as if he was giving in, his voice gentle but low as the dust.

"Yan Yan, let's live a good life there, okay? It's okay if you don't want to be my girlfriend. I won't force you. You have Xing Yu in your heart, and I won't ask you to forget him..."

"I just hope that we can be like before, relying on each other and you staying by my side... Even if we can just be brother and sister... I don't want anything else, as long as I can be with you..."

Lin Yan was disheartened and had nothing to say to him.

She turned her face away subconsciously, not wanting to see the so-called belated affection in his eyes anymore.

After a few seconds of silence, she turned her head and met his gaze.

There was no anger, no fear, not even a trace of ripples in her eyes, only a bone-chilling coldness.

She said nothing, just stared at him quietly, expressing her resistance and disgust with her eyes.

As they looked at each other, Song Yanzheng suddenly chuckled softly, but it was impossible to tell what the meaning of the laugh was.

He changed the subject, his voice unusually calm: "Yan Yan, last night... you were disobedient again. But I don't blame you this time, and I can't bear to blame you..."

His eyes swept over Lin Yan's bound hands and feet, and he frowned slightly at her.

"Yan Yan, you're so sure I won't do anything to you that you keep challenging my bottom line, right?"

Lin Yan did not respond, still looking at him with those cold eyes.

Song Yanzheng didn't care about her silence. He stood up, a hint of ambiguous smile on his lips: "Since you don't say anything, then I'll take you to see a play."

As he spoke, he bent down, reached out to untie the ropes on Lin Yan's feet, and helped her up from the bed.

Lin Yan's legs were numb from being tied up for too long. As soon as she stood up, she staggered and almost fell.

Song Yanzheng took her arm and pushed her out of the room.

As soon as she stepped out of the room, the scene before her took her breath away.

This is a private cruise ship, and they are standing on the deck at the moment.

The sea breeze blew in my face with a fishy and salty smell. Looking at the endless sea, a suffocating despair filled my heart.

Song Yanzheng forced her to walk to the other end of the deck.

There were several people gathered there. When she got closer, Lin Yan could clearly see the thin figure of Xing Yingxue surrounded in the middle.

At this moment, she was like a rotten rag, huddled on the deck with no desire to live.

Her hands were tied behind her back, and her messy long hair stuck to her bruised face like a bunch of dead grass.

There was dried blood at the corner of his mouth, obviously he had been beaten.

The most striking thing was that her clothes were torn and the zipper and buttons of her pants were open.

She wasn't sure if it was because she was wearing thin clothes and the sea breeze was blowing cold, or because she was hurt by the beating, but her whole body was shaking...

She naturally knew what kind of torture Xing Yingxue had suffered...

"Song Yanzheng." Lin Yan clenched her hands. "Xing Yingxue is your wife, and you treat her like this? You're hopeless!"

Song Yanzheng forced a faint smile. "Yan Yan, Ying Xue loves to seduce my men so much. Since she's taking the initiative, I'll fulfill her wish and have every one of my men serve her personally. Isn't that good?"

"Song Yanzheng!" If his hands hadn't been tied, Lin Yan would have slapped him in the face: "Are you human?"

Song Yanzheng glanced indifferently at Xing Yingxue's embarrassed figure, then turned to Lin Yan: "Yan Yan, I don't intend to punish you for what happened last night. It was her bad advice that caused you to run away."

"So, I have to punish her, and she has to bear the consequences herself,"

After saying this, he raised his hand towards his men expressionlessly, his tone flat.

"Throw it into the sea."