"What conditions?" Song Zhi asked immediately.
Her decisive look made Tang Junhe even more displeased. He stared at her with his dark eyes, pursed his thin lips and his voice was even colder than before.
"From now on you can't meet Ran Qiu again."
Hearing this, Song Zhi's expression suddenly changed, and her two delicate eyebrows immediately knitted into a ball. Without even thinking about it, she said, "No."
Her face was tense.
"I can't agree to this condition."
Not to mention how much Ran Qiu usually takes care of her, and he is also her right-hand man in her future career. She can't give up on such a talent as him, so how could she stop meeting him?
Furthermore, she was also afraid that Ran Qiu would go astray without her supervision and return to the same old path as in his previous life.
Not to mention that they have been together for so long, Song Zhi has long regarded him as a true friend. Since she has decided to save his fate, she will naturally not give up halfway.
Meeting her determined gaze, Tang Junhe's heart sank, the veins on his forehead popped out in dissatisfaction, and his hands clenched into fists.
"Then I won't help."
Hearing this, Song Zhi's face suddenly darkened and she clenched her fingers. It was a hot summer day, but her heart sank at this moment.
Before coming, she had considered whether Tang Junhe would refuse to help, but she had not expected that he would actually use threats to force her.
Song Zhi's eyebrows were twisted downwards, and she felt depressed. She stood up suddenly and said, almost gritting her teeth.
"Forget it, I'll find someone else."
It was obvious who else she could turn to for help besides herself.
Tang Junhe's gloomy expression became even uglier.
"You want to go find Yin Ran?" He grabbed her wrist and said in a deep voice, "You are not allowed to go."
Looking at the man standing in front of her, Song Zhi took a deep breath, but still couldn't suppress the anger in her heart. Her almond-shaped eyes seemed to be on fire, and her voice suddenly became louder.
"Tang Junhe, what do you mean? You won't help me and you won't let me find someone else?"
She angrily shook his hand off.
Tang Junhe had a gloomy face and did not say anything back, but blocked her way and prevented her from leaving.
Looking at Song Zhi, whose face was distorted with anger, he felt very depressed. He suppressed his emotions and softened his voice.
"As long as you promise, I will help."
Song Zhi sneered, his eyes full of disappointment.
"Haha, no need."
Seeing that she was really angry this time, Tang Junhe's heart stagnated and his face became even uglier.
What kind of drug did Ran Qiu give her that made her so nervous about him?
"I'm doing this for your own good. You and he are not on the same path. No matter what the reason, since he has attacked a woman, you should be aware of his character. It would be a good thing for you to stay away from such a person."
He frowned and advised.
"Song Zhi, please stop being so willful, okay?"
Looking at Song Zhi's tense little face, he sighed.
I just feel that she is still very inexperienced.
Listening to his self-righteous words, Song Zhi could no longer suppress the anger in her heart and pushed him away in anger.
"I know what kind of person he is!"
Once her temper flared up, she could no longer suppress it. Song Zhi was so angry that her face twisted and her eyebrows raised.
When she thought that Tang Junhe was the fuse of this incident, she became even more furious and started cursing.
"It's all your fault. If you hadn't been so bad at handling women's affairs, how could you have implicated Ran Qiu and me!"
Tang Junhe was stunned, frowning unhappily, with a hint of confusion in his eyes. He didn't understand how this matter was related to him again.
"If you hadn't fired Bai Shengsheng for no reason, why would she suddenly come to my house to cause trouble?"
Song Zhi was really mad. She vented all her anger at once, and only then did she feel a little relieved from the stuffy chest.
"What do you mean?" Tang Junhe looked at her in astonishment and asked with a dark face.
She leaned against the door, breathing heavily, glared at him coldly, and pursed her lips into a line. She didn't want to say another word to him.
Apart from Nie Jinmei and others around her, only Tang Junhe knew that she moved to Ashun Village, but why was Bai Shengsheng able to find her so accurately?
Thinking of this, Song Zhi's heart sank again.
Outside the door, Nie Jinmei heard some strange noises in the house and hurried in. She quickly supported the staggering Song Zhi and looked at Tang Junhe with a stern face and dissatisfaction.
"After you fired Bai Shengsheng, she went to Ashun Village to question Zhizhi, insisting that Zhizhi was responsible for her dismissal. She even went crazy and attacked Zhizhi. Ran Qiu only attacked her to save Zhizhi."
Nie Jinmei angrily told Bai Shengsheng everything she had done.
At this moment, she no longer had the usual fear of Tang Junhe.
"Are you hurt?"
Hearing this, Tang Junhe's heart suddenly tightened.
"Where did she hurt you?"
Song Zhi turned his head away with a stern face, biting his lips and unwilling to say more.
"If it weren't for Ran Qiu's help, Zhizhi would have been strangled to death by that lunatic Bai Shengsheng!" Nie Jinmei said angrily.
Whenever she thought of the scene at that time, she felt scared.
At that time, she and Rong Zhengqing couldn't pry Bai Shengsheng's hands apart even with their combined strength. If it weren't for Ran Qiu, Song Zhi would have been really finished.
Upon hearing this, Tang Junhe's eyes immediately fell on Song Zhi's neck.
At this time, Song Zhi tilted her head back, revealing part of her neck. Tang Junhe indeed saw several red pinch marks on her fair neck.
His face suddenly became overcast, and a violent anger suddenly rose in his eyes. He clenched his hands tightly, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged.
When he looked at Song Zhi, the anger in his eyes instantly receded like a tide and was suppressed in his eyes. He asked her with heartache.
"Why didn't you say so earlier?"
Song Zhi frowned, raised his hand to adjust his collar, covering the marks on his neck tightly, and then said in a cold voice.
"None of your business."
She grabbed Nie Jinmei's hand.
"Let's go."
Having said that, he pulled Nie Jinmei outside.
The next second, her wrist was held by Tang Junhe's hand again, and his slightly cool palm pressed against her wrist.
Song Zhi was stunned for a moment.
She moved her wrist, trying to shake off his hand, but Tang Junhe held it tightly, his palm like an iron clamp pulling her tightly.
With a gloomy face, he pulled open her collar, which she had just straightened, and checked her injuries.
Although several days had passed, the pinch marks were still extremely obvious, and the bright red marks on her fair neck were shocking.
Tang Junhe's face was tense and his eyes were filled with anger, which was chilling.
"I told you it's none of your business."
Song Zhi struggled hard twice, but failed to break free from Tang Junhe's hand, which made her angry again. She looked at Tang Junhe angrily and questioned him.
"Tang Junhe, what exactly do you want to do?"
"Wait here for a moment, I'll take care of this."
Tang Junhe's face was covered with a layer of frost, but when facing Song Zhi, his tone was restrained and gentle.
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