Song Nuan felt like her lungs were about to explode, but her hands instinctively clenched into fists.
She absolutely must not sign the divorce papers.
"Can't you let me go? You want to be with me that much?" Qin Yuchuan's face was contorted with rage, his aggressive voice exploding in her ear. "Then go serve my parents and Ningxue. Don't you like being my nanny? I'll grant your wish!"
"I wish I could kill you!" Song Nuan squeezed out the words through gritted teeth.
Qin Yuchuan pinched her mouth shut and threatened sharply, "Then I'll strip you naked and parade you through the streets, so everyone knows you went to your lover and were kicked out. Song Nuan, you disappeared all night yesterday to cheat on someone, I have plenty of ways to make sure you can't survive in Liangcheng!"
Song Nuanxin has grown to the extreme. It turns out that once love is completely gone, a person's face can be this disgusting.
She struggled to reach out, grabbed the ashtray next to her, and with all her might, smashed it down on Qin Yuchuan's head.
The bodyguard was about to step forward when Qin Yuchuan waved him off.
Blood streamed down his face, but his expression remained fierce. "You're going to fight me for a lover? Song Nuan, listen up, if you don't sign, I'll stay here and wear you down."
He lowered his voice, "I will continue to track you down and find that adulterer. By then, it will be too late for you to compromise. I will forever brand you with shame."
Song Nuan took a deep breath. Was she finally going to drag Lu Ziyang into this?
"say!"
Qin Yuchuan grabbed her collar and yelled, "Are you fucking deaf?"
After glancing at the unfolded divorce agreement, Song Nuan remained calm and composed. "I agree to sign."
She lowered her head to pick up a pen, but Qin Yuchuan's expression changed.
"You really have a lover? Song Nuan, how dare you! Who is he?!"
Although he used this threat repeatedly, he always believed that Song Nuan truly loved him.
She couldn't, and wouldn't dare, betray him.
He repeatedly brought up the adulterer simply to trample on her self-esteem.
Now that she's bowing down for that man, he can't accept it.
Song Nuan's pen left a mark on the paper.
Qin Yuchuan snatched it away, saying, "Damn it, I told you to speak!"
Song Nuan picked up a shard of ashtray and suddenly pressed it against his neck.
"Say that again!"
Her eyes were bloodshot, and her grip was incredibly strong; the shards had already cut her skin.
They were just a hair's breadth away from cutting Qin Yuchuan's artery!
She raised her voice and said, "I advise you to release me now! Otherwise, I don't mind fighting to the death with you! Qin Yuchuan, your life is valuable, but mine is different. If you push me too far, I'd rather die with you!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Song Nuan glanced around coldly. The bodyguards dared not act rashly, fearing that she might harm Qin Yuchuan.
The scene was completely silent.
Song Nuan reached forward slightly with the shard in her hand, and saw a streak of blood on Qin Yuchuan's neck. The sharp pain made the man's face change drastically, and his body stiffened completely, afraid to move: "Song Nuan, are you crazy!"
Song Nuan turned her gaze to Brother Wu with amusement: "Brother Wu, I know you graduated from the law department. He secretly closed my mother's bank account, causing me to lose a large sum of cash. I suspect they misappropriated it! How many years would he be sentenced for this?"
Wu Ge's expression changed slightly: "This is an economic crime, and we need to analyze each case individually. You should let him go quickly. He's still your husband. If something really happens to him, you'll be the one who gets hurt."
“Brother Wu, you think I’m not the daughter of the Song family, and my mother has passed away, so you’re unwilling to help me because you’re afraid you won’t get the money, right?”
She calmly asked, "But Brother Wu, since you're going to throw the suit, let me ask you this: if I kill Qin Yuchuan now, do you think you can get the money? Or do you think the Qin family will let you off the hook?"
They were wrong; they were wrong to push someone in dire straits to their death!
Song Nuan has nothing left, and she doesn't mind dying with them!
His hand holding the fragment was steady, and the fragment went deeper. The stinging sensation grew stronger and stronger, and Qin Yuchuan's legs went weak, but he still tried to shake his head.
Wu Qigang's expression changed, but he still spread his hands to try to calm her down: "Song Nuan, don't forget that the person your mother cares about most is you. If you hurt President Qin today, you won't have a good outcome either! Don't be impulsive, let him go first... otherwise your aunt in heaven won't be at peace."
As he spoke, he gestured for the person beside him to move forward and approach Song Nuan.
Song Nuan naturally resisted, directly elbowing the person away: "Who's in heaven? My mother isn't dead!"
Just then, taking advantage of her distraction, Qin Yuchuan grabbed her wrist and slammed it to the ground. He then turned around, pinned her bloodied fingers, and tried to press them onto the paper.
"If you won't sign, then leave your fingerprints! Song Nuan, you'll never have an easy time in this life!"
Suddenly, a commotion broke out outside.
The next second, the club's door was smashed to pieces, and dozens of people strode in.
The security system was fully activated, and alarms filled the entire street.
The leader was none other than the carefree and irresponsible Lu Ziyang.
The manager of Jinhuang, accompanied by security guards, blocked their way, roaring, "Who are you people! How dare you trespass on Jinhuang!"
At this moment, Lu Ziyang's face no longer held a trace of cynicism, only a haughty and aloof demeanor.
He glanced around and said succinctly, "What kind of respectable club is this? Isn't this a den of thieves?"
He gave a cold laugh, took a step back, and waved his hand lightly, "Anyone is fine as long as she isn't hurt."
Upon receiving the order, Ah Xuan immediately led his professional thugs and charged forward!
The entire room of security guards was taken down in minutes.
"Where is Song Nuan?" he asked.
No one spoke.
Lu Ziyang clenched his fists at his sides, about to have his room searched one by one, when he saw a shifty-eyed man peering down from a second-floor private room.
He narrowed his eyes and led the group upstairs.
Wu Qigang was called out by Qin Yuchuan to check the situation outside. When he saw that Qin Yuchuan had come to find Song Nuan, he hurriedly went inside to report the news.
Inside the private room.
Qin Yuchuan was preparing to take her to another place when Lu Ziyang rushed in.
Seeing Song Nuan injured and looking disheveled, his heart tightened, and then a surge of anger welled up inside him. He kicked Qin Yuchuan hard in the chest.
"Who the hell are you... ugh..." Qin Yuchuan was kicked to the ground and before he could react, he was punched several more times.
He felt his head buzzing and blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and he immediately lay on the ground unable to move.
The bodyguards who rushed up were all subdued by Ah Xuan's men.
"Lu Ziyang!"
Song Nuan looked up and saw the man's tall figure, which immediately put her at ease.
I never imagined that a male escort in a brothel could cause such a commotion.
"Nuan Nuan, are you alright?" Lu Ziyang's eyes were bloodshot as he quickly helped her up and held her in his arms.
"I'm fine, how did you know I was here! How did you get in?" Song Nuan asked a series of questions.
"I hired a top-notch butler for 100,000 yuan a day; he's no pushover. But you, Miss, couldn't you have called me for help?"
"They even took my phone after searching me. Wait, what was that commotion just now? Did you smash up the club?" Song Nuan suddenly remembered. "Are you going to lose all your money? And you know you'll go to jail!"
They might even face retaliation from Jin Huang's boss!
She gritted her teeth, "Are you crazy?"
"I'm fine," Lu Ziyang said casually. "I have a very strong backer who can cover for me."
"Is he a sugar daddy?" Song Nuan asked sourly.
“You guessed wrong.” He moved closer to Song Nuan. “Actually, he is…”
Swoosh—
A sound of something cutting through the air rang out.
The next second, a bullet grazed Song Nuan's cheek, and warm blood sprayed all over her face.
Song Nuan's pupils contracted, and she screamed in terror, "Lu Ziyang?!"
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