Chapter 280 Miss Lin is pregnant
"Song Yanzheng!" Lin Yan was shocked and raised her voice to stop him. "If anything happens to Xing Yingxue today, I will hate you forever! Don't let me completely tear apart the last bit of dignity you have!"
Song Yanzheng's gaze behind the lenses fell on Lin Yan's face, and a hint of complexity flashed in those eyes that always carried a paranoid possessiveness.
The men froze in place, looking at each other, and finally stopped, waiting for Song Yanzheng's final instructions.
The only sounds on the deck were the whistling wind and the eye contact between Lin Yan and Song Yanzheng.
Song Yanzheng was silent for a moment, and his voice suddenly lowered: "Yan Yan, I hate her... If it weren't for her, we would have been together a long time ago."
He walked around Lin Yan, his figure cast on her side, blocking the cold wind for her.
"Yan Yan...if she hadn't appeared, we might have had a family and children now. It's because of her that I lost you...You shouldn't have spoken for her."
It's ridiculous.
Lin Yan: "You were the one who gave up on me for your future. What's Xing Yingxue's fault? You always look for reasons in others, but the root of the problem lies with you! Song Yanzheng, you're a pervert, a beast, and a piece of trash!"
Song Yanzheng was not annoyed and let her go: "Yes... it takes two to tango. I admit that I am also wrong... If scolding me makes you feel better, go ahead and scold me, I will listen."
Lin Yan didn't want to talk too much with him, so she got back to the point: "Song Yanzheng, if anything happens to Xing Yingxue today, even if you tie me up by your side in the future, I will never give you a good face again, and I will only hate you for the rest of my life!"
Song Yanzheng's brows gradually sank.
The undisguised determination and coldness in Lin Yan's eyes cut his heart like a knife, causing a sharp pain.
He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the paranoia in his pupils had faded a little, leaving only a tired scarlet.
"Okay, I'll listen to you."
Lin Yan had just breathed a sigh of relief when she heard him turn around and say to Xing Yingxue, "Did you know that Xing Zhonghua has already called the police?"
"Your good father doesn't care about your life or death. I warned him that if he dared to call the police, I would kill you. But since Yanyan begged me, I will let you go."
"But...this is a different matter. You still have to pay for your actions last night."
After he finished speaking, he winked at his men.
The men understood what he meant and kicked Xing Yingxue in the waist without giving her a chance to react.
Xing Yingxue groaned, then was pulled up, and her forehead hit the iron plate on the deck hard, and blood oozed out instantly.
Then he started punching and kicking her.
But no matter how hard she was beaten, she never begged for mercy, nor shed a tear, only a stubbornness that was almost dead.
Lin Yan looked at her numb expression, her heart suddenly sank, and she couldn't bear to look at it.
"Stop! Stop hitting!" she shouted at the top of her voice.
The men restrained their movements and looked at Song Yanzheng.
A trace of helplessness crossed Song Yanzheng's face. Although he had not vented his anger yet, he was more afraid of seeing Lin Yan's eyes that showed complete disappointment in him.
"Drag him away and lock him up."
Upon hearing the sound, his men immediately dragged Xing Yingxue, who was covered in wounds, from the ground into the cabin.
Her body slid across the deck, leaving a clear trail of blood...
Another gust of sea breeze blew over, and Lin Yan suddenly felt dizzy.
Her shoulders were grasped, steadying her.
"Yan Yan, what's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Lin Yan broke free from his hand and took a few steps back.
"Song Yanzheng, using violence and threats to hold on to everything and turning everyone into your prisoners, does it work? You may seem to have gained the whole world, but in the end, you will lose everything."
Song Yanzheng's body stiffened for a moment. He took two steps closer, slowly held her hand, and kept tightening it.
After a while, the pale lips moved and a low, hoarse voice like begging came out.
"Yan Yan... just a few months. Just stay with me for a few months, okay?"
These words made Lin Yan feel incredible.
How many months will you stay with him?
What's the meaning……
As she was thinking, Song Yanzheng's fingertips had already brushed the strands of hair beside her ear, and the cold touch brought her back to her senses.
When their eyes accidentally met, she found that Song Yanzheng's eyes were inexplicably red.
The way he looked at her was very different from usual.
The guilt of regret.
The heartbreak of unrequited love.
And, a thousand threads of reluctance...
She watched Song Yanzheng's lips move, but in the end he seemed to swallow all the words back.
He raised his lips in a wry smile and patted her head: "It's cold outside, let's go back to the cabin, Yanyan."
Lin Yan noticed that something was wrong with him, but didn't ask anything.
She didn't care and was actually feeling unwell at the moment.
I haven't eaten since last night.
Dizziness and lightheadedness are a sign of hypoglycemia.
"I want to eat, bring me some food."
After speaking to Song Yanzheng, Lin Yan walked into the cabin.
But after taking a few steps, everything in front of his eyes suddenly went dark and he lost consciousness.
…
In the cabin, Song Yanzheng stood at the edge of the bed with a frown, staring at the person sleeping on the bed.
The doctor was examining her, and Song Yanzheng's eyes followed the doctor's movements, and every second seemed to be stretched countless times.
Finally, the doctor straightened up, put away his stethoscope and tongue depressor, and his expression was a little complicated, as if he wanted to say something but was hesitant.
Song Yanzheng spoke first, his voice very soft: "Go out and talk, don't disturb her."
The doctor was stunned for a moment, then nodded.
Song Yanzheng looked back at Lin Yan on the bed, walked over and pulled the quilt onto her shoulders.
Then he tiptoed out of the cabin.
The wind on the deck was stronger than before, carrying the unique fishy smell of sea water.
He walked to the railing of the cruise ship, leaned forward slightly, put one hand on the metal railing, and fumbled with the other hand to take out a cigarette case and lighter.
Flames shot up, he took a puff of cigarette, and then asked the doctor: "What's going on? Is Yanyan sick?"
The doctor stood beside him and was silent for a few seconds before speaking in a subtle tone: "Mr. Song, Miss Lin is not sick."
Song Yanzheng frowned slightly and was about to ask further questions when he heard the doctor continue to add: "Mr. Song, Miss Lin... is pregnant."
Pregnant...
The fingers holding the cigarette suddenly stopped, and the ash fell down and landed on the back of his hand, but he was completely unaware.
His deep eyes were now as dark as thick ink that could not be dissolved. He turned his head and stared at the doctor: "Are you sure?"
"Confirmed. I just did a detailed examination on Miss Lin. She should have been pregnant for only a few weeks."
Having said that, the doctor carefully considered his words and gave him a suggestion that he thought was reasonable.
"Mr. Song, given Ms. Lin's current condition, if she chooses medical abortion, it shouldn't be painful and the damage to her body can be minimized."
Song Yanzheng cast his gaze towards the distant sea level, which seemed to have no end in sight.
Just like Lin Yan, she was so far away from him...
He took another drag on his cigarette, the smoke swirling in front of his eyes, blurring his expression.
After a long while, he finally blew out a smoke ring, which swirled in the wind, slowly dissipated, and disappeared into the air.
"Don't." Song Yanzheng whispered, "Keep the child."
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