Yi An gently placed Su Yan on the bed, his deep eyes fixed on her face. As his hand slid through her wispy hair, his gaze grew increasingly fervent.
The kisses came like a storm, and her clothes were patiently unbuttoned one by one.
The moment the chill swept over Su Yan, she instinctively flinched, a small gesture that quickly calmed Yi An down.
“If you’re not ready, I can wait until you are. We’re not in a hurry.”
Yi An looked at Su Yan with concern and said carefully.
"How can you give up halfway through treating an illness? That's incredibly irresponsible of you!"
As the words of complaint came at him, Su Yan took the initiative to climb onto his neck and gave him a sweet kiss without saying a word.
A clumsy and awkward kiss completely swayed Yi An's last shred of reason. He responded passionately, utterly surrendering to her.
Su Yan was like a helpless little boat adrift on the sea, with nothing to rely on but Yi An in front of her.
An invisible pair of large hands attacked again, tightening around Su Yan's neck little by little, like a cat toying with a mouse.
She tilted her head back in a strange posture, bracing herself for the suffocating pain. The agony of not being able to breathe assaulted her nerves, gradually contorting her face.
Those barbed words echoed in her ears once again, raw and painful.
Su Yan clenched her teeth, half-opened her eyes, her gaze both hazy and unusually determined.
"I won't be afraid of you anymore."
She uttered those words softly into the dark room, and the fantasies before her seemed to be shattered by a punch, drifting away into the rising and falling breaths.
After a hard day's work, fatigue and drowsiness follow.
Yi An looked at Su Yan, who was nestled in his arms like a kitten, and couldn't help but smile.
Everything before him felt strangely unreal, like a dream. If it weren't for the genuine warmth of the people around him, he would have truly believed he was having an incredibly vivid and beautiful dream.
Yi An's fingers slid down Su Yan's face little by little, her eyes filled with infatuation and longing.
"It seems like I've really become a tool for your treatment."
His self-deprecating laughter gradually faded into the darkness.
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Early in the morning, Qiao Chen received a call offering him a job. Upon hearing the news that he had passed the interview, he instantly lost all sleepiness.
She sprang out of bed with a thud, grabbed a suit jacket, put it on, and ran outside, not even bothering to grab the breakfast that Qiao Xiufen had been calling for.
In his extreme excitement, he didn't even know if the company he had interviewed with had actually gone for the interview.
When they arrived at the company entrance, Qiao Chen realized something was wrong.
He stared at the unfamiliar company entrance, his brow furrowed. "Have I ever been here for an interview before?"
After muttering to himself, he still hesitated before going inside.
After Qiao Chen explained his purpose to the receptionist, she led him into the office, where a manager warmly greeted him.
Sitting in the conference room, Qiao Chen finally asked the question that had been on her mind: "I don't think I've ever had an interview at your company, have I?"
The manager remained calm and explained methodically, "Oh, it's like this, our interview location is separate from the company, so it's normal that you haven't been here before."
Qiao Chen racked her brains but couldn't find a name similar to the company in her mind.
He realized something was wrong and tried to get up to make an excuse to leave, but the manager wouldn't give him the chance.
"Our chairperson is coming soon. Please wait here for a moment. She will personally interview you in a little while."
After saying that, the manager hurriedly left.
"Hey! Wait a minute!"
No matter how Qiao Chen called out to him, she couldn't stop him from walking.
In the conference room, after much deliberation, Qiao Chen decided to leave this strange place first.
He walked to the door of the conference room, but before he could reach for the doorknob, the door was pushed open from the outside.
A smart suit and a pair of red high heels appeared in Qiao Chen's sight.
Qiao Chen looked up and was stunned when he saw Su Yan's face.
"It's you?!"
Su Yan wasn't particularly surprised. As she gracefully entered the conference room, she casually closed the door behind her.
She pulled out a chair, slowly sat down, and casually glanced at Qiao Chen's surprised face.
"It's me, are you that surprised?"
Qiao Chen stood there with a serious expression, not moving forward, and asked warily, "Su Yan, what are you trying to do now! Haven't you hurt me enough?"
Upon hearing this, Su Yan couldn't help but lower her head and chuckle softly.
Why did you steal my words?
She raised an eyebrow, staring intently at him like a lion hunting its prey: "I'd like to ask you, what are you planning to do?"
Qiao Chen stood there, silent, seemingly trying to figure out the purpose of her question.
Ignoring his expression, Su Yan continued, "I told you a long time ago to behave yourself, didn't I? Why are you so disobedient?"
Qiao Chen turned her head to the side and replied coldly, "I don't know what you're talking about. I don't even want this job at your company."
Su Yan's smile vanished completely when she saw him turn to leave.
"Do you still have the option to choose a job? Or are you determined to become a thug and rob people?"
Qiao Chen suddenly stopped in his tracks. He finally understood that his plan to hire thugs to teach Su Yan a lesson had been exposed.
"What do you want to do!" He turned his head and questioned Su Yan sharply.
No matter how loud he spoke, he couldn't hide the fact that he was already feeling guilty and scared.
Su Yan smiled slightly, "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you. Isn't slow slicing more interesting than beheading or shooting?"
She slowly stood up, walked step by step to Qiao Chen, lowered her eyes, and gently brushed the dust off the shoulders of his suit.
"Qiao Chen, you must live well and endure the torment I will inflict on you for the rest of your life."
Su Yan covered her mouth and giggled, then stepped aside to walk past him, opened the door, and left.
Qiao Chen was left standing there, stunned, her eyes filled with indescribable fear.
"She's insane!"
Qiao Chen then realized that his divorce from Duan Sisi was never a relief, but rather the beginning of torment. As long as he lived, Su Yan would be like a leech, clinging to him for life.
Qiao Chen became increasingly frightened as she thought about it, and frantically searched for her phone to call Duan Sisi.
"Hey, Sisi, I'd like to meet you, is that okay?"
He spoke earnestly, trying to come up with words in his mind that would make him sound pitiful, hoping to move Duan Sisi's heart.
Unexpectedly, before he could even say those words, Duan Sisi readily agreed.
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