Chapter 277 I Can’t Let Go, I Can’t
When Lin Yan got into Song Yanzheng's car, her tense nerves relaxed a little.
She knew very well that Song Yanzheng just wanted to keep her by his side and would not do any substantial harm to her.
At least not now.
Just obey him for the time being, and you will feel more at ease.
At this moment, Song Yanzheng's hand suddenly reached out.
Lin Yan subconsciously wanted to dodge, but he moved quickly and his fingertips finally landed on the back of her hand.
"Yan Yan, you did a great job just now." His voice was low and full of praise.
Lin Yan dodged his hand and turned her head to the window. "I've already sent the police away, and now I'm leaving with you. So, can you let my uncle go now?"
Song Yanzheng's gaze lingered on her profile for a few seconds, then he took out his cell phone and made a call in front of her.
Lin Yan heard him say into the receiver, "Let Zhou Gang go."
In a concise and to the point sentence, Song Yanzheng spoke gently: "Yan Yan, I mean what I said. The person has been released."
Lin Yan: "And Xing Yu, you put him in there, find a way to get him out yourself."
Song Yanzheng was very patient: "As long as you do what I say, I will listen to you in everything."
"Where are you taking me?"
"Just follow me."
Lin Yan didn't want to talk to him anymore and was thinking about how to get out of this predicament.
The car drove into the suburbs, and the route was exactly the same as the one she had been kidnapped by the taxi driver last time.
At that time, Lin Zhi asked the driver for the address. After that, he waited nearby for a few days, but did not even see the shadow of Song Yanzheng.
Lin Zhi said that the villa was surrounded by weeds and the walls were mottled. Looking from the outside, it looked like it had been abandoned for more than ten years and no one had lived there.
But after walking in, Lin Yan found that everything was just a disguise.
The interior of the villa is very strict, with three doors, each of which is guarded by security.
The living room is spacious and bright, with the furniture neatly arranged, which is a world of difference from the dilapidated appearance outside.
Several dishes were already placed on the table, steaming hot, obviously having been prepared not long ago.
Song Yanzheng took off his coat and handed it to the servant next to him. He walked straight to the dining table and sat down. He looked up at Lin Yan who was still standing at the door and said in a natural tone: "Are you hungry? Yanyan, come and eat."
Lin Yan stood still, looking at him coldly: "Song Yanzheng, are you planning to lock me up here?"
"Yan Yan, just stay here for one night. I'll take you away tomorrow." He repeated, his tone becoming somewhat oppressive: "Come and sit next to me."
Lin Yan walked over and sat down opposite him: "Song Yanzheng, it's really boring for you to be like this. No matter how much you do, I won't love you."
Song Yanzheng smiled indifferently, picked up the chopsticks, took a bite of food, and chewed slowly.
"Yan Yan." He swallowed the food in his mouth, his eyes slightly lowered, not looking at her: "I no longer expect you to love me. I just want you to be with me, to stay by my side, that's enough."
His eyes gradually became sad, even showing a bit of self-mockery and humility. Then a smile appeared at the corner of his lips, and his shoulders trembled slightly with laughter.
"Yan Yan... ten years. For a whole ten years, you've been with me... accompanied me through the most difficult time of my life... I've long considered you my family... Back then, you were the only one who cared about me... you were the only one who wouldn't despise me... and you were the only one who loved me selflessly, day after day, year after year..."
"Yan Yan... I'm the bastard... I'm sorry for you... But I really can't leave you... I can't let go... I can't do it..."
At this moment, Song Yanzheng no longer had the feminine and strange look of the past.
I seemed to see the sincerity and warmth that had disappeared for a long time in his eyes.
Sigh.
"Song Yanzheng, you want me only because of a desire. It's painful if the desire isn't satisfied, but if it is satisfied, you might not think it's that bad. Your original intention has long since changed. You don't love me, but you just desperately want to get me to satisfy your desire."
Song Yanzheng stared at her, with a sense of emptiness in his eyes.
After a while, he took off his glasses, pulled the corners of his lips and didn't say anything else.
During this meal, Lin Yan hardly touched her chopsticks, but Song Yanzheng ate calmly, occasionally picking up some food for her. Even when she stopped him with her eyes, he didn't get angry, but just continued eating.
After dinner, Song Yanzheng didn't do anything out of line with her and took her upstairs to rest.
In the corridor, several bodyguards in black suits stood upright on both sides like sculptures.
When passing the first room at the stairs, Lin Yan stopped without warning.
The heavy wooden door was closed, just like the other rooms in the corridor.
But just now, an extremely slight noise came out from the crack in the door, as if something was knocked over, or someone was suppressing their movements inside, making a slight rustling sound.
The sound is so soft, it seems like an illusion.
Lin Yan subconsciously looked towards the door, her eyes fell on the crack of the tightly closed door, and her brows frowned slightly.
"Yan Yan." Song Yanzheng's voice rang out, "There's a dog in the villa. It has a fierce temper, and I locked it up because I didn't want to scare you."
The door panels are thick and the paint color is even. Even the door handles have no extra fingerprints, and are unusually clean.
If there really was a dog locked up, how come there wasn't even a sound of barking or scratching at the door?
Liar.
But she didn't ask.
Song Yanzheng's words are always 70% true and 30% false. It is meaningless to delve into them and it will only add to your troubles.
She retracted her gaze and said calmly, "I understand."
After saying that, he continued walking towards the room.
But just as she passed by, there was another noise from the door.
This time the sound was louder than before, as if someone was struggling inside and accidentally bumped into the door panel, making a dull sound.
Lin Yan didn't stop walking, pretending not to hear, but moved the fingers hanging by her side.
She didn't think about why Song Yanzheng lied, nor did she guess what was hidden in the room.
It has nothing to do with her.
The night gradually deepened.
Song Yanzheng took away the cell phone, locked the bedroom door, and even sealed the windows.
It's impossible to escape.
Lying in bed, unable to sleep.
Where will Song Yanzheng take her tomorrow?
Fortunately, she already had a way to deal with him.
I don't know how long it took, but a very slight "click" sound came from the door lock.
Lin Yan's nerves tensed up instantly.
The next second, the sound of the door lock turning rang out again, clearer than before.
Then the doorknob was completely turned, the door was pushed open, and a dark shadow rushed to her bedside at an extremely fast speed.
Before Lin Yan could even make a sound, a hand suddenly covered her mouth, stifling the exclamation that was about to come out of her throat.
"Lin Yan!" The other party's voice was very low, almost touching her ear: "Quiet, don't talk!"
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