81 Please

◎ She could beat him, scold him, even... hate him, but she couldn't abandon him.◎

"No..." He Chifeng's voice was hoarse, with a hint of pleading in his eyes, "I won't let go."

As he spoke, he actually lowered his head and kissed Jiang Suiyun's cheek randomly. His lips tasted salty tears, and he couldn't tell whether they were his or hers. An almost instinctive impulse made him kiss her down, rubbing her with a pleading and almost savage touch.

He tried to use the most primitive means to cover up the reality that lay before them.

“Hmm…!”

Jiang Suiyun pushed away his sudden kiss and put her hands on his chest, but was completely swallowed by his breath and strength.

The kiss was not gentle, but rather like the desperate entanglement of two drowning people underwater.

He Chifeng's hot breath was so close to her, and the extremely familiar scent of male hormones on his body domineeringly invaded her senses, reminding her of the intimate moments between them.

The salty taste of tears spread between her lips and teeth. She was trapped tightly, their noses breathing against each other. Jiang Suiyun couldn't see his face clearly, but she could clearly feel the wet and hot touch on her cheek.

Her heart felt like it was being pressed hard, and she knew that it was tears.

But she didn't expect He Chifeng to cry, but what if he cried? She wouldn't be soft-hearted.

But despite this... the sharp pain in my heart became more and more obvious.

But the bloody truth that was revealed and the huge deception made Jiang Suiyun unable to calm down the anger in his chest.

She couldn't act as if nothing had happened.

Jiang Suiyun bit down hard, almost using all his strength.

Finally, He Chifeng groaned in pain, but still did not let go. His kiss became more frantic, as if he wanted to convey all the pain and love to her through this kiss.

It was not until the smell of blood filled their mouths that Jiang Suiyun finally broke free.

The sound of two people breathing heavily could be heard in the corridor.

He Chifeng's eyes were red as hell. He wiped the tears from his face carelessly and said in a hoarse voice, "Can we...can we talk about it?"

"What are you talking about?" Jiang Suiyun almost sneered, his eyes full of scrutiny. "You knew about this before, right?"

He Chifeng's body froze. He moved his lips but couldn't utter a syllable. He couldn't deny it.

But silence itself is the cruelest answer.

The last bit of light in Jiang Suiyun's eyes died, and anger and pain followed. Her eyes were red, and her voice even began to choke. "When did you know? Watching me treat the enemy who destroyed my mother's evidence as my benefactor! Watching me being played around like a fool by you He family! Do you think it's particularly interesting? You...you really make me feel sick."

At the end of the sentence, Jiang Suiyun was almost choked with sobs and could not speak, but he still gritted his teeth and said the last two words.

She spoke without thinking, using the most vicious words to attack him, as if this could ease her torn and bleeding heart.

"Go away. I don't want to see you. Go away!"

He Chifeng's face turned pale when he heard the word "disgusting." When he heard "get out," he was at a loss. He explained frantically, "I didn't do anything. I only found out about it these past two days... I wanted to tell you, but I just didn't know how to start. I can handle this matter. Jiang Suiyun, you can't just sentence me to death."

"Handle it?" Jiang Suiyun's emotions completely lost control, and she struggled frantically in his arms. "How are you going to handle it? Can you send your murderous mother to jail?! Can you completely sever ties with the He family?!"

"You can't do anything!"

Every word she said was like a heavy hammer, hitting his heart.

He Chifeng held her tightly, letting her kick and hit him, bearing all her anger. Every word he spoke fell clearly and heavily in her ears.

"I can!"

All of Jiang Suiyun's movements stopped instantly. She looked at the person in front of her with red eyes, almost thinking that she had misheard, but when she listened carefully, she seemed to be able to hear the slight sobbing sound of the person in front of her.

He Chifeng continued, "I don't care about the He family. It doesn't matter if I never go back! As for my mother, she will be responsible for everything she has done."

"I will not stop it and will bring the murderer to justice."

He had no attachment to the He family. His mother's paranoia and his father's absurdity disgusted him. He might have watched coldly in the past, but now, he was willing to sever his ties with the family for Jiang Suiyun.

As long as she doesn't leave him.

She could beat him, scold him, even... hate him, but she couldn't abandon him.

The sharp hatred in Jiang Suiyun's heart was mixed with an indescribable bitterness. She understood that the culprit of all this was not He Chifeng.

But when emotions are completely overwhelmed, the anger and pain of being deceived, blinded, and having your worldview collapsed need an outlet to vent.

He Chifeng felt that she was no longer struggling, but was just crying silently, and his heart felt like it was being pierced by countless needles.

He lowered his head, resting his forehead against hers, and said in a hoarse, extremely devout voice, "Jiang Suiyun, I don't care about those things. I only care about you... I will also withdraw from the overseas sector of the He family. I have other companies overseas that have nothing to do with the He family. If you go to S University, I will follow you there and I can open a company there... You can return to China if you want, anyway, you can go anywhere! But Jiang Suiyun, you can't leave me... You said you would seriously consider our relationship."

If He Chifeng had said this yesterday, Jiang Suiyun would only feel touched.

But now she had no way of responding.

silence.

Everything that happened at the press conference made the originally clear situation complicated again.

The two hugged each other silently in the dim light, one holding on tightly as if grabbing a life-saving straw, and the other was so tired that he lost all strength to resist.

It's like a standoff.

But for He Chifeng, it was more of a one-sided trial than a confrontation.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Suiyun closed his eyes, his tone full of fatigue: "Let me calm down, we can talk again after I calm down."

He Chifeng's heart seemed to be suddenly tightened, and a rapid pain came over him.

After a long time, he replied with "OK".

The voice is difficult.

He finally released the hand that was restraining her waist, and looked at the thin back of the woman walking away. His knuckles turned white, and he didn't know how he agreed to it.

The word "good" almost exhausted all his strength.

It was clearly an ordinary press conference, but everything was disrupted.

The scandal at Shengrong Group's press conference was like pouring cold water into a frying pan, causing an uproar in society.

The scandal of this wealthy family was the headline of all major media outlets. The police have officially intervened in the investigation and Shengrong’s stock price has plummeted.

However, due to the chaos at the press conference, He Linchuan's leg injury, which had been improving, worsened again and he was rushed back to the hospital.

Jiang Suiyun kept getting relevant information pushed to her on her phone screen, and she felt it was ridiculous. For the past half month, she felt like she was in a nightmare from which she couldn't wake up.

In her dreams, she recalled the day her mother died countless times at midnight, and the bright red blood dyed her entire world red.

She lied to He Chifeng.

She couldn't calm down at all.

She found a new address, locked herself in her home, and drew the curtains tightly, blocking out all sound and light from the outside world. For the past two weeks, she had been living in a daze, unsure how to deal with everything that had completely overturned her understanding.

The pain, confusion, and helplessness about the future almost swallowed her up.

She turned her phone to silent mode, and the screen was filled with countless missed calls and messages, most of which were from He Chifeng.

I don't know how he found her.

He came many times, and the knocking on the door went from hurried at first to cautious later, and finally to silence.

Jiang Suiyun never opened the door once, nor did she even respond. She could hear his rapid breathing outside the door and feel his silence, but she just curled up on the sofa, covering her ears with a pillow, letting the pain in her heart persist.

It was not until there was insufficient evidence and the police station informed her that she needed to go there that Jiang Suiyun finally went out.

The atmosphere in the police station was solemn.

Jiang Suiyun sat on the bench. Compared with half a month ago, she looked much more haggard, with dark circles under her eyes. But perhaps after half a month of digestion, she seemed much calmer, but her eyes still revealed a sadness that was hard to conceal.

She rubbed her eyebrows. She had been having nightmares recently and she exuded a sense of decadence.

There was a loud chorus of cursing from not far away.

It was He Xingjia. He was cursing at Xiaoyun, who was separated by the police. His words were unbearable to hear, accusing her of being ungrateful and cruel.

Xiaoyun just stood there expressionlessly, with cold hatred and a hint of relief in her eyes.

Jiang Suiyun and Xiaoyun met each other's eyes. She didn't look too well and felt a little complicated for a moment.

The case is more difficult to conclude than imagined.

Although the video provided by Xiaoyun is very impactful, it is very old after all. As a direct chain of evidence, it still has gaps and loopholes, and cannot completely prove Shen Lin's guilt of intentional homicide.

In the detention center, Shen Lin insisted that she had never done these things, and that these were all slander.

Although she was nervous, the incomplete evidence gave her great confidence. In addition, she believed that He Linchuan would rescue her. She was his mother, and it was he who suppressed the matter between He Xingguo and He Xingyun. How could he ignore her?

When Jiang Suiyun heard the news, he felt like cold water was poured over his head and his heart sank. Could it be that his mother was wronged like this?

She couldn't accept this result.

Just then, the door of the recording room was pushed open. He Chifeng had a stern face. Although he looked tired, his posture was upright.

He was holding a briefcase in his hand, and a low pressure was emanating from his body.

When Shen Lin saw that it was him, she was stunned at first, but then she seemed to see hope and said anxiously: "Xiao Chi! You are here! Find a way to let me out! This is all a false accusation!"

He Chifeng ignored her and handed the document bag in his hand directly to the police officer in charge.

"This is supplementary evidence, including the financial records between her and the truck driver, as well as the meeting location and time."

The color drained from Shen Lin's face instantly. She widened her eyes in disbelief and stood up suddenly: "He Chifeng! What nonsense are you talking about? Are you crazy? I'm your mother! How could you come up with something like this?!"

He Chifeng looked at her expressionlessly, without a trace of warmth in his eyes: "If you do something wrong, you should pay the price. No one can save you."

The moment Jiang Suiyun heard his voice, her body stiffened before she even realized it. Their first meeting after half a month was in such a place.

She lowered her head and could feel that after he came in, his eyes seemed to linger on her briefly, then quickly moved away, with a deliberately maintained distance.

But she could still feel that he was always watching her where she couldn't see him.

He had said before that he would bring the murderer to justice, and he had indeed not lied to her.

After completing the statement, I walked out of the police station.

The afternoon sun was a bit dazzling. Jiang Suiyun had been in the dim room for a long time and was in a trance. When he went down the stairs, his feet softened slightly and he almost fell.

"careful!"

A strong arm reached out from behind in time and held her arm firmly.

The movement was quick and precise, with a subconscious nervousness and caution, as if she were some fragile treasure.

Jiang Suiyun stood firm and knew who it was without looking back. Even after half a month, the familiar breath was still clear.

She gently pulled away from his hand and whispered, "Thank you."

He Chifeng's hand froze in the air for a moment, then slowly withdrew. He looked at her thin and haggard back, and his throat tightened.

I haven't seen her for half a month, and she seems to have lost weight again.

He resisted the urge to hug her tightly in his arms. His Adam's apple rolled a few times before he spoke in a calm tone, his voice tinged with a barely perceptible hoarseness: "I... will take you home."

Although it is a statement, it is in an interrogative tone.

Even, with a hint of careful prayer.

Jiang Suiyun stopped and did not answer immediately. Although he did not knock on the door to disturb her in the past half month, she knew that he came almost every day.

Most of the time it was late at night. She stood by the window and could see the familiar figure downstairs, leaning against the car, smoking silently, looking up at the direction of her window, and standing there for a long time.

At this moment, looking at He Chifeng standing in the sun, he was still tall and straight, but there was an unconcealable fatigue and a hint of...almost fawning caution in his eyes. He was completely different from the grumpy young master in her memory.

Her mood was complicated and difficult to describe. There was lingering resentment, heartache that could not be ignored, and a confusion that even she herself could not figure out.

Silence stretched between the two of them, and every second seemed extraordinarily long.

Finally, under his expectant yet anxious gaze, Jiang Suiyun nodded almost imperceptibly, his voice so soft it sounded like a sigh: "...Okay."

It was just a simple word, but it instantly made a burst of light burst out in He Chifeng's dim eyes.

"You...you wait here for me, I'll drive! I'll be there right away!" He was afraid that she would go back on her word, so he almost ran towards the parking space.