Chapter 192: Escape from the Devil's Clutch
The person who got out of the car was Jiang Yue.
Without knowing the truth, Song Lehan was taken away by Jiang Yue.
Xu Jiangcuo originally wanted to stop them, but as soon as he got out of the car, he was blocked by four or five strong men.
There was nothing he could do; he could only watch Song Lehan being taken away by Jiang Yue.
Before Song Lehan had taken a few bites, Jiang Yue dragged him into the car.
As the car door closed, Jiang Yue's icy face greeted him.
He had a gloomy face and said nothing.
Song Lehan had just escaped and was exhausted, so she didn't care about Jiang Yue's feelings at all. She leaned her head against the car window and closed her eyes.
Too tired.
After running for a long distance, she was really tired.
If Xu Jiangcuo hadn't come to find him, Song Lehan didn't know how long he could have held on.
Just when I was about to fall asleep, the car stopped.
"Get out of the car!" Jiang Yue ordered in a deep voice.
Song Lehan yawned, and as soon as he got out of the car, Jiang Yue pulled him and quickly returned to the suite.
The door was closed and Jiang Yue pressed closer to Song Lehan.
"You really want to escape?"
"You're so unwilling to stay with me?"
"You just... like Xu Jiangcuo so much?!"
Song Lehan dodged backwards, turned sideways, and came to the side.
"Jiang Yue, what are you talking about?" Seeing that Jiang Yue's face was not right, she began to reflect on how she had offended him.
Jiang Yue smiled sideways, raised his upper jaw, and looked at her sideways, "Are you still playing dumb?"
"Why am I pretending to be stupid?" Song Lehan didn't understand what he said at all. Fatigue came over her, and she frowned, ready to go back to her room to rest. "Let's talk about it tomorrow if there's anything. I'm a little tired."
"Tired?" Jiang Yue grabbed Song Lehan's turned shoulder, twisted her body, and said gloomily, "What are you tired of?"
"If I were a little later, would you really run away?!"
Jiang Yue pinched Song Lehan's chin tightly, staring at her face fiercely, "Song Lehan, I have been tolerant enough towards you, you asked for this!"
After saying that, he leaned over and wanted to kiss Song Lehan.
Seeing his action, Song Lehan reacted violently.
She slapped Jiang Yue, pushing him away with her hands. He got closer and closer, and Song Lehan's movements became more and more intense.
Until a loud slap appeared in the air.
Song Lehan and Jiang Yue stopped at the same time.
"Yes, I'm sorry..." Song Lehan took the initiative to apologize.
Jiang Yue curled his lips, his eyes becoming more vicious, "Song Lehan, you forced me to do this!"
After saying that, he picked up Song Lehan and walked towards the bedroom.
By the time Song Lehan reacted, she had already been thrown onto the bed.
"Jiang Yue! You said you wouldn't force me to do anything I don't want to do!" She backed away, trying to wake Jiang Yue up.
Jiang Yue grabbed her escaping feet, pulled them down hard, then climbed onto the bed and pressed down on her.
"But you don't listen!"
"I told you, you forced me to do this!"
Without giving Song Lehan any chance, Jiang Yue pressed on her, held her hand, and his lips wandered around her neck.
Song Lehan struggled violently, crying and shouting.
"Jiang Yue! Let me go!"
"I'm going to hate you!"
"Jiang Yue!"
The kiss went lower and lower, and Song Lehan gradually lost his strength.
Jiang Yue curled his lips in satisfaction, preparing to take off his clothes and proceed to the next step.
It was at this moment that Song Lehan's hands regained their freedom. She raised her head, picked up the bedside lamp, and smashed it hard on Jiang Yue's head.
One, two, three!
Blood flowed from Jiang Yue's forehead. He shook his head slightly but did not fall down.
Song Lehan wanted to hit it again, but was stopped by Jiang Yue.
"With this little bit of energy, it's better to use it in bed."
The desk lamp fell to the ground, and Song Lehan widened his eyes in horror.
Jiang Yue approached again, and blood dripped from his forehead as he moved.
The sticky blood was right on his eyelids, making him feel uncomfortable. He subconsciously raised his hand to wipe it, and the blood covered his hand.
When Jiang Yue saw the blood on his hands, his body went limp.
It's over.
These were the last two words he thought of.
Then, he fell down and passed out.
Song Lehan thought he couldn't escape, but unexpectedly there was a reversal.
So, Jiang Yue is afraid of blood?
Without caring about anything else, Song Lehan stumbled out of bed, held onto the wall, and ran out of the suite.
No matter what, she couldn't stay with Jiang Yue tonight.
After going through so much in such a short time, Song Lehan was exhausted both physically and mentally. Her eyelids were drooping, and her body was growing weaker and weaker, as if she would faint at any moment.
When his consciousness was blurred, Song Lehan was still muttering: "Xu Jiangcuo, Xu Jiangcuo..."
As she walked, she finally saw Xu Jiangcuo at the end of the corridor.
Song Lehan smiled and then fell to the ground.
"LeLe!"
Seeing Song Lehan faint, Xu Jiangcuo ran over immediately.
After picking up Song Lehan, he wanted to take her to his own suite. But then he thought, Jiang Yue was also there. So, he turned around and went to another residence.
Not knowing what Song Lehan had experienced, Xu Jiangcuo just hoped that Song Lehan would be safe and sound.
He put Song Lehan on the bed and put his hand on her forehead, which was very hot.
Song Lehan has a fever.
Xu Jiangcuo called his assistant and asked him to bring some fever-reducing medicine and a fever patch. After hanging up, he looked at Song Lehan's dirty clothes.
I sent another message to my assistant, asking him to buy a set of pajamas and bring them over.
Ten minutes later, the medicine and clothes arrived.
After Xu Jiangcuo sent his assistant away, he immediately fed Song Lehan some fever-reducing medicine. He then went to the bathroom and filled a basin of warm water, preparing to wipe Song Lehan's body to cool her down.
He took off all his clothes, leaving only two pieces of underwear.
Xu Jiangcuo wet the towel and gently wiped the stains off her body, again and again, with great patience.
Seeing the bruises on her body, Xu Jiangcuo felt pity in his heart.
As he wiped down, Xu Jiangcuo saw the scar on Song Lehan's thigh.
He paused and gently stroked the scars.
It looks like an old scar.
Thinking of Song Lehan's depression, Xu Jiangcuo felt more and more that he had really missed a lot.
If he had been by her side during her most vulnerable years, would everything have been different?
Or, even earlier.
If they hadn't broken up, would Song Lehan not have gotten sick and have so many scars on her body?
Unfortunately, time cannot be turned back.
He and Song Lehan couldn't always accompany each other.
After wiping her body, Xu Jiangcuo put pajamas on Song Lehan. When he got close to her head, he saw her mouth moving, probably mumbling something quietly.
Xu Jiangcuo leaned over and listened attentively to what she said.
"sorry......"
"Xu Jiangcuo, I didn't mean it..."
"I'm sorry, Xu Jiangcuo, I'm sorry..."
Xu Jiangcuo's eyes moved slightly, and he raised his hand and touched Song Lehan's face.
"It's okay, I never blame you."
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