Chapter 135 He Won't Forgive Her
The Peak Villa in City A.
Surrounded by mountains on three sides and the sea on one side, it has a stunning scenery and is a place where every inch of land is valuable.
It is also a natural cage, and you need to take a seaplane to enter and exit.
Three days ago, Leng Yanchen grabbed his master's shoulders and asked her many questions at the top of his lungs, but she did not answer and remained silent.
Leng Yanchen sent the two people here to be detained and guarded by special personnel. No one was allowed to approach, including Gu Tiancheng.
"Master, if you don't eat anything, your body won't be able to bear it. I made some fruit porridge, which is sweet and delicious. Please try it."
They were cold for three days and no one was seen, but they were fully supplied with food and clothes, all of which were the best, without any starvation.
But this coldness made Su Yang even more uneasy.
She felt that this was the calm before the storm.
"Yangyang, your leg isn't healed yet, so don't go to the kitchen all the time. There are servants here. Besides, I'm not hungry."
Han Xin sat in front of the mirror, dressing herself up. After three days, she finally had some lifelike aura.
Three days ago, when she first arrived here, she looked lifeless, as if her soul had been taken away. Su Yang had never seen such a master before and was very worried.
In her eyes, her master had always been a hermit who was able to sit still, calculate accurately, be elegant and graceful, and have extraordinary bearing. But after being found by Leng Yanchen, she became a completely different person and became very unfamiliar.
Su Yang wanted to say something, she stood up, picked up her phone and called Leng Yanchen.
"It's too cold and damp here, not suitable for Yangyang to recover. Take her away and I can answer a question for you."
Leng Yanchen's tone was extremely cold, even icy cold, "Okay."
That night, Su Yang was taken back to the hospital.
She felt helpless and didn't know what to say. She only knew that her master must have made concessions for her.
A retreat that goes against one's will.
No one knows exactly what Leng Yanchen asked, and no one knows how the master answered.
Su Yang only knew that Leng Yanchen went to the club and drank a lot of alcohol.
In the middle of the night, Shen Xichen came to her and asked for the recipe of the hangover soup.
"Sister-in-law, you understand pharmacology. Please make a good hangover soup for Brother Chen. An ordinary one probably won't work."
When Shen Xichen was on the phone, his pronunciation was unclear and it looked like he had been drinking a lot.
For Leng Yanchen's health, Su Yang made his own hangover soup last time, and the effect was good, but the ratio was complicated, and Xiao Fan couldn't figure it out when she gave it to him.
"Miss Su, could you please cook it? I'll go and deliver it."
"Okay."
Su Yang felt guilty for lying so many times, so he cooked it himself.
She was patient and careful throughout the whole process.
Xiao Fan was watching from the side, fiddling with his phone, and it was unclear who he was chatting with.
Soon Su Yang finished cooking.
"Xiao Fan, this thing is only effective when it's hot, you..."
Before she finished speaking, Xiao Fan covered his stomach and said, "Ouch, Miss Su, please help me take it there, my stomach hurts."
"Should I go?" Su Yang hesitated.
It's not that she didn't want to, but she was afraid. She was afraid of seeing Leng Yanchen again. She knew what to say and promised that she would not lie to him again, but she lied again and again. She was a complete liar.
"It's troublesome. Others definitely can't do it. After all, it's probably not safe for someone like Dr. Leng to know that he's drunk."
Su Yang held the thermos cup in his hand.
"All right."
At worst, she won’t go in.
Seeing Su Yang obediently taking a taxi to bring hangover soup to Leng Yanchen, Xiao Fan came out with his phone, laughing, "If you have anything to say, just say it face to face. Cold violence can really affect relationships. Su Yang, you have to do your best, otherwise I will let you down for all my good intentions."
After saying that, she yawned, stretched herself and went back to sleep.
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On the other side, Su Yang followed the address given by Shen Xichen and smoothly reached the top floor of the club.
Before he could push the door open and go in, he heard Shen Xichen constantly stopping Leng Yanchen from continuing to drink, “Brother, you’ve drunk two bottles of red wine and two bottles of white wine, are you planning to drink yourself to death?”
Su Yang opened the door without hesitation.
The light shines in.
She saw a lot of empty bottles scattered on the ground.
Leng Yanchen's eyes were cold and silent, without any sign of drunkenness. Instead, Shen Xichen was staggering from side to side, and was about to fall to the ground.
"I really can't do it anymore, sister-in-law, please help me to persuade her."
After saying that, he passed out drunk.
Su Yang rolled the wheelchair to Leng Yanchen's side.
He was tall and straight, but at the moment he seemed a little staggering. His suit jacket had long been thrown casually on the ground, his tie was hanging loosely around his neck, and several buttons of his shirt were torn open, revealing his delicate collarbone and faintly visible chest.
His usually stern and calm face was now tinged with a layer of drunkenness, and his deep eyes were burning with rage when he saw her, as if they wanted to devour her.
Su Yang stood opposite him, her eyes full of panic and uneasiness, her slender fingers tightly grasping the thermos cup in her hand, her body trembling slightly. Under the man's gaze, she was like a lamb to be slaughtered.
The stagnant air made it difficult for her to breathe. Su Yang spoke with difficulty, "Leng Yanchen, you've had a heart transplant. You'll die from such high-intensity drinking."
"Su Yang, is your hypocritical concern interesting? You lied to me time and time again and played me in the palm of your hand. Are you very proud of it?" Leng Yanchen's voice was low and hoarse, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, carrying endless anger and tyranny.
He approached Su Yang step by step, and every step seemed to be stepping on Su Yang's heart.
Su Yang took a step back, wanting to explain, but not knowing where to start. She bit her lip stubbornly, "It's not what you think, I really didn't..."
"No?" The man sneered and slammed the wine glass in his hand to the ground. With a "bang", glass fragments flew everywhere.
Su Yang was frightened by the sudden noise and trembled all over. If he hadn't been sitting in a wheelchair, he would have fallen down.
Leng Yanchen grabbed Su Yang's wrist with such force that it seemed as if he was going to crush her bones. He pushed Su Yang into the wheelchair, and their bodies were pressed tightly together. Su Yang could clearly feel the man's rapid breathing spraying on her face, with a strong smell of alcohol.
"You lied so much, yet you still act so aggrieved in front of me, as if you were the victim. How shameless!"
"How good are you at using people, don't I know? You approached me just to use me to save your mother, and you treated me as worthless and immediately wanted to throw me away. If I hadn't bound Zhang Guiyun with a contract, wouldn't you have taken away all the information about Han Xin and fled far away?"
"I should really thank myself for not being so soft-hearted towards you. That gave me the opportunity to find Leng Mei. No, her name is Han Xin now!"
"You two are both more ruthless than each other. You really are worthy of being master and disciple!"
Leng Yanchen's ridicule was like a slap in the face, slapping Su Yang hard in the face.
Let her have no excuse.
She looked at him with tears in her eyes, "I, I..."
"Don't tell me you're in love with me, liar! I'll never forgive you!"
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