Everyone says that the Crown Prince of the Yin family is black-hearted, ruthless, and extremely cunning, a powerful figure in North City who must never be provoked.
Yet Jiang Yuan went out of...
Chapter 555: Nature Released
Liang Zhouheng's hands and feet completely broke free from the control of his reason. He took a step forward, picked up Song Cun, turned around and stuffed him into the passenger seat, tied him up with the seat belt, closed the door, walked around the front of the car, and sat in the driver's seat.
The silver Porsche accelerated and drove away from the hotel entrance.
Zhou Zhi muttered, "I don't know if this will work this time."
Jiang Yuan turned to look at the three men beside him, "Tell the truth, were you the ones behind this?"
Yin Dong blinked his long black eyelashes, "I swear, it has nothing to do with me, it was Kuang Ye's idea."
"Yes, sister-in-law, I can guarantee that Brother Dong had no knowledge of this matter. It was Kuang Ye who tipped off Young Master Liang."
It can be seen that Zhou Zhi is eager to protect his master.
Jiang Yuan stared at Kuang Ye, who was about to fall asleep, without commenting: "You guys are trying to pass the blame on Kuang Ye because he's drunk."
Yin Dong: "Do I need him to take the blame for me? No, let's go home first, my wife, the wind is so strong."
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Liang Zhouheng drove the car very steadily, and while driving, he always paid attention to the movements on the passenger seat.
Song Cun was very quiet, leaning back in the chair with his eyes closed, but his tears were still flowing silently.
Even though she was so drunk, she didn't vent her anger hysterically. He would rather she scolded him and beat him, but she was not that kind of girl.
Liang Zhouheng felt that his heart had been torn to pieces. She was crying and he was bleeding.
The car stopped at a traffic light. Liang Zhouheng turned around and wiped her tears with his fingers. His voice was very dry, "If you want to cry, just cry out loud."
The sound of sobbing gradually grew louder and Liang Zhouheng took out a tissue and handed it to her.
Song Cun cried all the way. When the car stopped downstairs, he seemed to be tired of crying. He closed his eyes and leaned quietly on the back of the chair, with tear marks on his cheeks.
Liang Zhouheng unbuckled his seat belt and hesitated for a second before opening the car door.
Turning his head, he called out to her, "Song Cun, open your eyes and look at me."
Song Cun slowly opened his eyelids as if he had heard an order, and looked over with tearful eyes.
He stared closely at the expression on her face and asked in a deep voice, "Who am I?"
She sobbed and replied: "Liang...Zhou...Heng".
He secretly breathed a sigh of relief and continued, "I'll take you upstairs now."
She didn't respond, but stared at him with misty eyes without blinking.
Liang Zhouheng held his breath and asked her in a different way: "Are you in a relationship with Lu Yuchen?"
A trace of confusion appeared on her face and she shook her head.
"good."
Liang Zhouheng pushed open the car door, walked around to the passenger seat, bent down to unbuckle her seat belt, then carried her out of the car and kicked the door shut.
He even knew which floor and room she lived in, even though he had never been there.
When they came out of the elevator, Song Cun was already leaning in his arms, as if she had fallen asleep. He took her hand, opened the fingerprint lock, kicked open the door, and walked straight in.
The house was not big, with a layout of one bedroom, one living room and one bedroom. He saw the bedroom door at a glance and walked straight in with her in his arms.
Song Cun was surrounded by a long-lost familiar atmosphere all the way. When she was suddenly put on the bed, she frowned and reached out to grab him nervously.
Liang Zhouheng held her hand with one hand and used the other hand to take off her shoes.
He sat on the edge of the bed, looking down at her face which was as red as a cat crying. He wanted to get a hot towel to wipe her, but she held his hand tightly and he couldn't move a step away.
He wasn't sure how much consciousness she still had, and fearing he might misunderstand her, he asked, "You don't want me to leave?"
She nodded.
He looked at her aggrieved look, and his heart melted. He asked again: "Song Cun, have you missed me during this time?"
As soon as he spoke, her tears suddenly fell again.