Chapter 170 Once She's Addicted, She'll Listen to You
Shu En clasped his hands together tightly and forced a smile: "I understand."
Shu Lun patted her head as a reward: "Good girl."
A simple pat on the head was something Shu En had been longing for for a long time.
She was very happy, and the corners of her stiff mouth turned into a sincere smile.
Shu Lun: "By the way, can you handle that Lin Yan? If not, I'll come forward."
"I can do it. Don't worry about it, Dad." Lin Yan looks too much like her biological mother, so she cannot meet Shu Lun.
"Well, that's fine." Father Shu retracted his gaze and said calmly, "Go back to your room. I bought you a rabbit for you to vent."
Shu En didn't leave, but looked at him flatteringly: "Dad, your fiftieth birthday is coming in a few days. I've booked a villa and want to take you there. What do you think? I've been preparing for a month in advance. You will definitely like it."
Shu Lun suddenly frowned, his tone cold again: "Did you do this on purpose? How many times have I told you? I won't celebrate your birthday since your sister was kidnapped. Don't do these nonsense in the future!"
Shu En's throat was hoarse: "I know..."
"go out."
When I walked out of the study, my head started aching and my heart was tightening.
When she returned to the room, she saw a little white rabbit trapped in a cage on the floor at the door.
I stared at it and suddenly couldn't stop laughing wildly.
I laughed so hard that tears kept falling from the corners of my eyes.
She slowly squatted on the ground, opened the cage, skillfully grabbed the rabbit's neck, picked it up, held it in front of her eyes, stared at it and murmured.
"Tell me... why doesn't Dad like me? Am I not good to him? I am obviously very obedient... I love him very much... but why does he only think about Lin Yan who has been missing for so many years..."
"It's obviously me who's been with him all these years... I care about him and love him so much... Why can't he just treat me like his own daughter? Tell me, why? Why?!"
The rabbit was shaking wildly in her hands.
Shu En's eyes turned fierce, and he grabbed the rabbit's head and threw it to the ground.
After a long time, the rabbit stopped moving and a pool of blood appeared on the floor.
Shu En felt a little happier.
But it still has breath, it's not enough.
So he grabbed the rabbit and the sharp scissors and went into the bathroom.
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The next day, Lin Yan reported to Shu's company early.
But they did not hire her. They directly showed her schizophrenia medical record and told her that the company would not hire employees with mental abnormalities.
It must be Schoen's masterpiece.
She did not leave Shu's and sent Shu En a recording of their conversation yesterday.
Shu En was controlled by her and called quickly.
"Lin Yan, you're better than me. You know how to record."
Lin Yan got straight to the point: "Now, are you willing to hire a mentally ill patient?"
Shu En didn't respond.
Lin Yan continued, "It's okay if you don't hire me. I'll send the recording out. At worst, the whole Shu family will know that you are Mo Jiaozi."
After a while, Shu En said, "I'll call the HR department, you go and report."
"Thank you, Mr. Shu."
After hanging up the phone, Shu En threw his phone hard to the ground.
It seems... Lin Yan has gradually taken the initiative...
no.
This can't go on!
Shu En picked up the phone with the broken screen that she had dropped on the ground and dialed the number that she had memorized.
The phone was connected, but the person on the other end didn't speak, waiting for her to speak.
Shu En steadied his voice: "Qin Yuan... Lin Yan is not dead... help me..."
The person on the other end just replied with a "hmm" and then hung up the phone.
On Lin Yan's first day at work, she became very close to her colleagues.
As she expected, after knowing that she was the person mentioned in the flyer, they began to actively seek her out to eat melons.
Lin Yan tearfully recounted the tragic events that had befallen her, and vaguely told everyone that the bully was now working at Shu's, having simply changed his name.
While everyone was speculating, they couldn't help but condemn and curse.
Lin Yan didn't say anything, but provoked them to discuss it, and deliberately let Shu En hear it to torture her.
When she got off work in the evening and walked into the company's underground garage, she saw a man standing next to her car.
Lin Yan cursed in her heart and walked forward.
"Mr. Song?"
Song Yanzheng stared at her intently, his eyes filled with a myriad of emotions.
"Yan Yan...are you really...really not dead?"
Seeing Song Yanzheng opening his arms to hug her, Lin Yan slapped him with her signature slap: "Stay away from me, scum."
Song Yanzheng adjusted his glasses, but he didn't look angry. He looked at her again: "Yan Yan, where have you been all this time? What happened?"
Lin Yan: "Do I have to tell you?"
"Yan Yan... I miss you so much..."
"Don't disgust me, I want to vomit."
After saying that, she opened the car door and got into the driver's seat.
Then, a strange pungent smell came from the nose.
By the time I realized something was wrong, my mind was already surrounded by some kind of gas.
In less than three seconds, she lost consciousness.
Seeing that she had fainted, Song Yanzheng squatted down in front of the car door and gently stroked her face with his hand: "It's okay... Yanyan... sleep for a while..."
"Don't waste time." Shu En came out from the corner and urged: "Get her out of here quickly."
Song Yanzheng ignored her, bent down, picked up Lin Yan and put her in his car.
Just as he was about to start the car, Shuen came over and knocked on his window.
The car window rolled down and Shu En's warning voice was heard.
"Hand her over to Qin Yuan honestly, and don't try to take her away privately."
Song Yanzheng didn't respond, but stepped on the accelerator and drove the car out of the garage.
After more than an hour, the car drove out of the city and entered a village.
When we arrived, it was already late.
There are few people around the village, and there are almost no houses.
Song Yanzheng got out of the car, looked around first, then picked up Lin Yan who was sitting in the passenger seat and walked into a dilapidated bungalow.
The lights in the bungalow were dim. The tall man stood with his back to him, his head slightly lowered, his posture casual, his fingers fiddling with the Buddha amulet on his chest.
Song Yanzheng gently placed Lin Yan on a chair beside him.
"Qin Yuan, the person has been brought here."
Qin Yuan turned around, glanced at the unconscious Lin Yan, and threw the black bag beside him to Song Yanzheng.
"Mr. Song, this month's supply is enough for you to enjoy."
Song Yanzheng got the goods and had no intention of leaving, so he spoke calmly.
"Qin Yuan, you promised me that you wouldn't hurt Yanyan. You just imprisoned her."
Qin Yuan leaned against the wall and asked, "You believe it too?"
Song Yanzheng's face changed drastically. He walked to the chair to protect Lin Yan: "Don't even think about hurting her."
Qin Yuan narrowed his eyes, amusement flashing in his eyes, and asked him with a sly smile.
"Song Yanzheng, do you want to get Lin Yan completely?"
Song Yanzheng didn't respond and looked at him warily.
Qin Yuan opened the black bag on the chair and took out an injection that he had prepared in advance.
He walked towards Song Yanzheng casually and put the injection into his hand.
"Inject this heroin into her body. Once she's addicted, she'll listen to you. Just like you have to listen to me now. Then, you can have her completely."
Song Yanzheng took a look at the injection in his hand and threw it away decisively.
"Don't even think about it. I wouldn't do such a thing."
The next second, the black muzzle of the gun was pressed against his forehead without warning.
Song Yanzheng's face lost all color and he froze in place, not daring to move.
"Qin Yuan... who are you? You actually... have a gun?"
Qin Yuan didn't answer him. He raised his chin towards the injection on the ground and said, "Pick it up and inject it into Lin Yan's arm. Hurry up, I don't have much patience."
In the few seconds of hesitation, he heard the sound of a gun being loaded.
Qin Yuan glanced at him and thrust the muzzle of his gun against his forehead: "Do you really want to die? Hurry up."
Song Yanzheng's palms were sweating, but he still picked up the injection on the ground and stabbed the needle into Lin Yan's arm with trembling hands...
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