Chapter 91 You were forced to commit suicide, and I saved you
Lin Yan sent out the invitation but received no immediate response.
Just when she thought Xing Yu would refuse, the person on the other end replied "hmm".
She breathed a sigh of relief: "Then I'll send you the address, see you tonight."
"good."
In the evening, Lin Yan got off work on time.
When she walked out of the company gate with her bag, there stood a man she didn't want to see.
She tried to ignore him, but he stepped forward and stopped her.
"Yan Yan."
Lin Yan: "Song Yanzheng, I made it very clear to you last time. We are not even friends. Please don't bother me."
Song Yanzheng showed no joy or anger, his face was peaceful: "Yan Yan, are you still angry with me?"
"without."
"Yan Yan, you didn't answer my calls or reply to my messages, so I had no choice but to come to the company to find you."
Lin Yan said indifferently: "I have something else to do, I'll leave first."
As he took a step, his arm was clamped.
"Yan Yan, I have something to talk to you about."
"What's up?"
"We talked about it in the car."
"Right here."
Song Yanzheng's brows gradually furrowed: "Yan Yan, you are so indifferent to me, I can't stand it."
"That's the basic nature of my personality. I'm always like this to people I don't care about."
These words seemed to have hit Song Yanzheng's vital point.
He suddenly grabbed her shoulders, leaned over and stared at her oppressively: "Yan Yan, be obedient and don't make trouble with me."
The eyes behind the lenses have lost their former gentleness, leaving only a hint of stubbornness and gloom.
Facing such a Song Yanzheng, Lin Yan couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart.
But the next second, he stroked her head very gently, showing a smile as bright as the breeze and the moon: "Let's go, Yanyan, let's talk in the car."
Lin Yan didn't respond, but took a step back, a slight fear in her eyes.
Song Yanzheng ignored him, smiled and raised his eyebrows: "Silly boy, do you want me to carry you into the car in public?"
Although the tone was clearly joking, it contained an unquestionable strength.
She suddenly realized that Song Yanzheng in front of her was so scary.
In a daze, Song Yanzheng had already taken her hand and pulled her towards the car.
She was almost stuffed into the car by Song Yanzheng, and only after she sat in the passenger seat did she realize that she was already in the car.
Song Yanzheng habitually wiped the cold sweat that had already appeared on her palms with a tissue, and said in an unbelievable and self-deprecating voice: "Yan Yan, are you afraid of me?"
Lin Yan suddenly pulled her hand back and clenched it tightly on her knees: "What's the matter? Tell me quickly."
Song Yanzheng stared at her profile for a long time before speaking.
"Yan Yan, we are now half colleagues. After you graduate from translation school, all legal matters will be fully handled by our law firm, and I will be the main person in charge."
Lin Yan was stunned. She turned around and looked at him coldly: "Song Yanzheng, you did this on purpose."
"Yes, I did it on purpose." Song Yanzheng said directly: "Yan Yan, since you are avoiding me, then I can only use my own way to get closer to you. I said that I am sure I can make you come back to me."
The long-lost feeling of palpitations in my chest gradually intensified.
My body was growing colder and colder, and my fingertips dug hard into the leather seat.
She suppressed the discomfort in her body, opened her mouth with difficulty, and uttered a pale sound.
"Song Yanzheng...I beg you...let me go..."
Song Yanzheng raised his hand to wipe the fine beads of sweat on her forehead and suddenly smiled.
"Yan Yan, I love you, how can I bear to let you go? As long as you are willing to come back to me, I will agree to anything you want."
Lin Yan rolled her dry throat and closed her eyes: "I don't love you anymore..."
Song Yanzheng's voice was flat and even: "Silly boy, don't forget, when you were forced to commit suicide, it was me who saved you. It was me who accompanied you step by step out of the haze and started a new life."
"Yan Yan, please don't beg me. Can I beg you? You've loved me for ten whole years. Can you please continue to love me?"
suicide……
haze……
The cruel scenes sealed in her mind cut her like sharp blades, causing her to bleed profusely.
A buzzing sound began to appear in my ears, my body began to tremble uncontrollably, and my breathing became heavier.
She hated the signs of an attack.
"I have something else to do...I'll leave first."
Lin Yan wanted to leave, but found that the car door was locked by Song Yanzheng and could not be opened at all.
"Song Yanzheng, what on earth do you want to do..."
"Be with me and be my girlfriend."
Lin Yan: "Impossible."
Song Yanzheng: "Yan Yan, don't force me to cut off the firewood."
Lin Yan wanted to respond, but she seemed to have lost all her strength and could not utter a single sound.
She gradually curled up into a ball, her fingers painfully tangled in her hair, and she couldn't help but pound her head...
My head felt dizzy and as if millions of ants were gnawing at my body. Every corner of my body was aching.
Seeing that she was not in a good state, Song Yanzheng's heart tightened: "Yan Yan, what's wrong with you?"
Lin Yan pulled her hair, her eyes were empty and lifeless, and tears fell silently from her face.
A broken sound kept repeating in the hoarse throat.
“Let me go…let me go…”
Song Yanzheng's face turned pale, knowing that she was ill.
He hurriedly searched for the medicine in her bag with trembling hands.
At this moment, a high beam suddenly shot towards him from the front.
He instinctively raised his arms to cover his eyes. After a moment, he lowered his arms and focused his eyes, penetrating the faint halo and discovering a dark figure striding towards him.
Looking closely, it was Xing Yu.
The two looked at each other through the windshield, their eyes as sharp as torches, revealing a secret contest.
Xing Yu stopped in front of the cab and knocked on the window.
Song Yanzheng deliberately didn't open the car door and looked at him coldly with a frown.
Unexpectedly, Xing Yu raised his fist and punched the car window glass hard again and again.
After a dozen punches, the car window shattered.
Xing Yu pulled him out of the driver's seat.
Before Song Yanzheng could react, the fist came like a gust of wind and landed hard on his cheek.
Song Yanzheng's body swayed, he staggered back two steps and almost fell down.
He reached out to wipe the corner of his mouth, and his fingertips touched a wet spot. He couldn't tell whether it was his own blood or the blood on Xing Yu's fist.
He stopped and looked at Xing Yu: "Mr. Xing, are you so angry to see me and Yanyan together?"
Xing Yu's eyes flushed and he ignored him.
Leng Chen walked around the car and opened the passenger door.
My heart suddenly shrank into a ball.
Lin Yan in front of him had a pale face and huddled in her seat defensively.
His sweat-soaked hair was plastered to his forehead, and he was trembling all over, mumbling something absentmindedly...
Xing Yu bent down and touched her: "Ayan..."
He was answered with a terrified scream.
Xing Yu held his hand in the air, not daring to let it go. He lowered his voice and said, "Ayan, it's me...what's wrong with you?"
"Xing Yu, it seems you really know nothing." Song Yanzheng's voice sounded behind him, with provocation and sarcasm.
"Yan Yan didn't even tell you that she was sick. This shows that she doesn't trust you at all. It also shows that you are not worth mentioning in her heart."
Xing Yu: "She's sick? What's wrong with her?"
"Yanyan's privacy." Song Yanzheng: "It's not convenient to tell."
Xing Yu was in no mood to argue with him, so he carried Lin Yan out of the car.
His eyes shot towards Song Yanzheng like cold arrows: "Today's account will be settled another day."
After leaving a message, he carried Lin Yan away...
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