Chapter 210
The moment he heard her say "yes", Zhong Ling felt his eyes swell up and down as if something was about to fall out. At the same time, another extremely chaotic and resentful emotion was churning in his chest.
He was completely unable to care about anything else. At this moment, he only felt that the blood vessels in his head were beating wildly and screaming because of her words.
How could she? How could she say such heartless words? Hadn't he done enough? Wasn't that enough to satisfy her?
He had clearly placed everything he had in front of her, and handed it all over to her without reservation, but she didn't care about it. Not only did she not care about it at all, she even trampled that affection into the mud.
Zhong Ling was filled with resentment in his heart. He had never been so out of control before, and he had never felt so miserable before. An unprecedented sense of unbearable pain spread in his heart, and a mixture of rationality and madness revealed a painful expression on his face.
He even felt despair in his heart, the kind of despair that he tried his best to get close to her but was still pushed away by her in the end. No matter what he did, no matter how hard he tried, she would never give him a chance.
He was furious to the extreme, a kind of madness, instinctively trying to hide the hurt and pain in his heart. He grabbed Nan Yan's hand and pulled her over from the side, pulling her in front of him, and said in a low voice with resentment:
"It's not enough. I said it's not enough and it's not enough!"
"If you don't like me, try to like me."
Obviously, he was on the verge of losing control. The emotions that had been suppressed to the extreme finally burst out. "It's impossible for you to break up. Don't even think about it! I won't agree. I've done it, and you don't want to admit it now. Who do you think I am? Didn't I tell you that I have a bad temper, Wen Nanyan? I'm not someone you can push around, nor am I someone you can take when you want me and kick away when you don't want me."
After he said this, his face showed that expression of resentment that he could not control himself again, and then he kissed her madly, grabbed her skirt with both hands and tearing it.
He was hiding his fear, trying to do something to prove that he was real, that he could touch and own the person in front of him.
Nan Yan only felt that she was suddenly attacked by an irresistible force. She was suppressed and unable to struggle. Her lips were blocked by someone. The other party's movements became more and more urgent. He raised his hand and reached into her waist, sliding down from her waist.
"Ah... Ugh! Zhong Ling."
Nan Yan struggled hard, but no matter how hard she struggled, the difference in strength between men and women was too great, she couldn't get rid of it at all, and those hands were still deliberately wandering underneath.
Perhaps sensing her resistance and struggle, Zhong Ling's eyes flashed with pain and resentment, and his movements became more presumptuous and deliberate.
Nan Yan was so angry that her eyes turned red. She pushed the other person's chest hard. Finally, when she realized that she couldn't make the other person stop, she suddenly bit the other person's lips hard.
Zhong Ling felt pain, but he kissed her even harder without any scruples. Nan Yan could even smell the bloody smell coming from his mouth, gradually spreading. But this man still didn't let go at all. He held her waist with one hand and stared at her, watching her crying and struggling.
His eyes turned red uncontrollably, and a look of hurt was clearly visible in his eyes.
His eyelashes trembled slightly, as if containing a kind of madness and obsession that wanted to hold on to her regardless of the consequences, even at the cost of everything.
There was even a hint of water light.
Until Nan Yan's struggle became weaker and weaker and she could no longer hold back her tears, Zhong Ling was stunned. He felt a dull pain in his heart and subconsciously relaxed his strength, slowly releasing the restraints and clamps on her. Nan Yan took advantage of this gap, stretched out her hand and pushed the person away with force, and then slapped the other person hard in the face.
Zhong Ling's head was tilted by the slap, and his originally well-groomed hair was completely messed up, scattered in front of his forehead, covering his dark eyes that were filled with watery light.
A bright red slap mark quickly appeared on that fair face.
There was still some blood on his lips from her biting him, bright red with a hint of lust, making his face look even pale.
Nan Yan wiped the blood off her lips vigorously. She raised her head and looked over fiercely, tears still dripping from her eyes. "Are you crazy? Is this the only way you will use your power? Are you only going to get mad at me? Or are you only going to force someone like me who has no ability to resist? Zhong Ling, is this the reality you are talking about?"
"How dare you treat your ex-girlfriend like this? Are you treating me like this just because I can't resist? In the end, you are just like those people. What's the difference between you?"
In an instant, Zhong Ling's face turned stiff and pale.
He raised his eyes to look at the person in front of him, feeling embarrassed and regretful in his chest, but he found that he couldn't say anything to refute.
"Zhong Ling, please don't go too far, and don't make me hate you for the rest of my life."
When Nan Yan said these two sentences, tears began to fall again. She raised her hand and wiped away her tears vigorously. She seemed to be frightened of something. She staggered, tidied her clothes, and then got up from the ground, wanting to stay away from the person in front of her and away from this study.
But just as she stood up, the person behind her moved faster than her. Zhong Ling, who was originally sitting on the ground, suddenly had a light in his eyes. He rushed over and hugged Nan Yan's waist from behind, refusing to let go. The force was so strong that Nan Yan even felt that her waist was almost bruised.
Veins appeared on the back of his hands, and his fingers were in spasm from exerting too much force, just like a drowning man clinging to his life-saving straw, as if if he let go, he would drown in the next second.
"Don't go, don't go. Yanyan, I was wrong, I know I was wrong. You can have anything you want, I'll give it to you, okay? Don't go, I beg you not to leave me, okay? Yanyan, let's make peace, let's not quarrel anymore, okay?"
"I don't mind. I don't mind what you just said. I also don't mind everything that happened before. No matter who you liked in the past, as long as... as long as you treat me as well as you have during this period, it will be enough. Yanyan, please, please don't leave me, okay?"
"I won't treat you like that again. I was wrong just now. I will pay attention in the future and won't force you again. Okay?"
Zhong Ling coaxed her carefully, his tone became increasingly humble and gentle. He really didn't know what to do?
He just didn't want to lose her. He had never cared about someone so much before. He couldn't explain this feeling at all. He thought he could control it.
But he couldn't control this feeling at all. He couldn't control himself before he was with her. Now they were finally living together, together, and even getting engaged soon. When he thought he could possess her completely, something like this happened. How could he be willing to accept this, and how could he let go?
He seems calm and restrained, but once he meets someone he truly cares about and likes, no matter how big the difficulties are, he will solve them one by one and then walk towards her.
But the person in his arms was not like this. She gave up on him easily and wiped out all his previous efforts. He just felt something in his heart gradually collapse, and it was that feeling of helplessness, pain and confusion.
Zhong Ling hugged her even tighter.
Nan Yan's waist was hurt by him, and she even felt that she could hardly breathe. She took a deep breath, raised her hand and patted the back of his hand hard, "Let go."
"Zhong Ling, you are not calm and stable right now. I don't want to be with you like this. We both need time to calm down. Let go."
Zhong Ling still refused to let go. He had a vague premonition in his heart that if he really let go today, he would never have another chance in his life.
He had really never been so obsessed before, obsessed to the point of losing all his rationality, all his attention was on the person in front of him, the sadness and despair welling up from the depths of his heart suppressed him to the extreme, and in the end, that sad emotion could no longer be suppressed and burst out.
"I won't let you go, even if I die. Yanyan, He Mian is no match for me. He can't bring you anything. No one else can protect you except me. No one else can really help you get justice! Only me, from the beginning, only me."
Zhong Ling hugged her even tighter.
His grip became tighter and tighter, as if he was hugging the most important treasure in his twenty-plus years of life, afraid that if he let go, she would disappear completely.
"As long as you stay with me, I can give you a lot of things. I can buy you anything you want. I can give you money and a house. If you feel insecure, I can marry you and give you a complete family."
"I can give you all of these. I can give you everything that He Mian can give you. I can also give you everything that He Mian can't give you. I can do anything better than him. I'm not worse than him. Yanyan, why, why can't you give me a chance?"
Zhong Ling's face showed that expression of extreme pain and sorrow again, and his tears started to fall without him knowing when, flowing down his face into his collar, and a faint sense of wetness came from it.
Nan Yan turned slightly to the side, she saw a little outline behind her, pursed her lips slightly, and whispered, "Let me go, Zhong Ling, you need to calm down now."
Zhong Lingxia consciously retorted, "I don't need it. I have always been calm and sober. I know what I want. I have been very clear from the beginning. Don't leave."
The pained look on his face gradually deepened as Nan Yan pried open his fingers, one by one, that were tightly clasped around his waist. The panic, uneasiness, endless grievance and resentment in his heart, those chaotic emotions surged in his chest, and finally dissipated gradually with her movements.
He really didn't understand, why did she still let go of his hand after he had already begged so humbly?
Wen Nanyan...
Did she never care about him, so she gave up on him so casually without even a hint of hesitation?
Zhong Ling's fingers were pried apart and his body was pushed away.
Nan Yan finally left his embrace. She took a long breath and said, "Please let me go. I just want to reconsider our relationship."
And at the moment she left, Zhong Ling felt that all the blood in his body rushed to his head in that instant, and his brain was instantly shocked.
An unspeakable resentment and severe pain quickly spread from the chest to every part of the body.
He was in so much pain that he couldn't control himself and yelled at her. It was an extremely immature way of venting and threatening her after feeling powerless. "Wen Nanyan, who do you think you are? You have nothing. You have no money, no job, and even no place to live. After you leave me, where can you go?"
His fingers were pried apart, stiff as if unable to close, and his eyes stared at her back viciously, the malice and resentment in his eyes almost overflowing.
Perhaps after realizing that he couldn't keep her no matter how hard he tried, he chose the most direct way to mock and threaten her to force her into submission.
But this kind of behavior is already a last-ditch effort, just like a person's last cry and jump in the moment of helplessness and despair; it seems childish and ridiculous and has no effect at all.
This is totally unlike him to do.
Nan Yan could still hear the person behind her continue to mock her, and there seemed to be a hint of trembling in the voice, "Your entire body is worth no more than a few thousand yuan, and I bought your underwear for you. You still owe me more than 100,000 yuan, and your friend is still in the intensive care unit. Now you have lost your only job, and you have no source of income. You are worthless!"
"If you leave me, you will have nowhere to go. No one will care about you and take you in except me."
"You have no money and no power. A girl like you walking on the street at night can be bullied by anyone. Isn't what happened that night enough to wake you up? You will regret it. If you leave me, you will regret it for the rest of your life."
Zhong Ling's fingers finally regained some feeling, and he clenched them tightly. At that moment, he actually felt ridiculous.
This scene was indeed ridiculous, especially when Nan Yan heard this, her body froze. Was he threatening people? Did he think that such verbal threats could make people surrender?
She didn't know why, but she was very dissatisfied with the other party's belittling and scolding. But now after hearing these words, Nan Yan just felt an inexplicable urge to laugh.
She stopped at the door. Although she didn't turn around, she turned her head and whispered, "I will find a job as soon as possible, and I will pay you back the money I owe you as soon as possible."
This is obviously not the result that Zhong Ling wanted.
He felt hopeless at the moment, and a bitter pain in his chest made him clench his fingers tightly. His tone became more sarcastic, full of malice and hatred.
He almost said it through gritted teeth.
"I won't give you any more chances, Wen Nanyan, did you hear me? I'm telling you, I won't stay here waiting for you forever, and I don't necessarily need you! You're just a poor girl with nothing."
"You have no money, no family, no background, and you are in debt. What do you think you can do? Continue to sell alcohol? I tell you, there is a huge difference between us. If you leave me, I will marry another woman, my career will be even more successful, and I will have wealth that you can't even imagine in your lifetime, while you have nothing. You will never have any contact with me again in your lifetime."
"Did you hear that? This is the reality. This is the gap between us. I can live better without you, but without me, your life will only become more and more difficult and poorer."
I don't know why, but when Nan Yan heard this, she always felt that the other party was incompetent and furious. It was probably like a naughty kid who lost a fight and then started to speak harshly, but his harsh words didn't seem to be harsh enough.
Because Nan Yan didn't feel any threat, she even thought it was a little ridiculous.
Zhong Ling looked at her back, his lips trembling slightly, hoping in his heart that if she hesitated for even a moment, as long as she was even the slightest bit reluctant, he would step forward without hesitation. But he was disappointed, completely disappointed.
He only heard Yanyan say in a low voice, "Then I wish you and your ex-girlfriend a happy wedding. I'm sorry to have disturbed you for so long. I'll leave here soon."
"Also, I heard that you designed this house for your girlfriend based on her preferences, right? I'm so sorry that I occupied it for so long."
Hearing this, Zhong Ling's chest suddenly felt a twisting and tearing pain, as if he was suffocating. His eyes were red and he suddenly raised his voice, his tone became even sharper and more fierce.
"You are much more cruel than me, Wen Nanyan. The thing I regret most in my life is meeting you."
He yelled at her uncontrollably, his fingers were pinched so tightly that they were stiff and couldn't be straightened, his body was shaking, and tears were pouring out uncontrollably, "Get out, get out of my house, get away! From now on, I will not have anything to do with you anymore."
"I will do as you wish, just as you said, and get engaged to my ex-girlfriend. Then we will get married. We will hold a wedding of the century that everyone will envy, and everyone will come to congratulate me."
"You don't care about me, but there are people who care about me."
Zhong Ling felt like he was going crazy. "We will have a child in the future, but you will be different. You and your child will have to live in that dilapidated environment, in that village in the city where there are no complete roads, for the rest of your life. You will live a life of hardship and embarrassment."
"Don't come back after you leave, and don't regret it for the rest of your life, because even if you regret it, I won't give you another chance, and I won't forgive you for the rest of my life! Wen Nanyan, did you hear me clearly? Did you hear what I said?"
He repeated it several times in a row until his throat became hoarse and he could no longer control his emotions. The sorrow and pain that had been suppressed to the extreme burst out together, and the chaotic emotions almost overwhelmed him.
He stared at the figure with despair, trying to drive her away with fierce words, trying to make her feel a little nostalgic and suspicious about her current life.
But he was still disappointed.
When Nan Yan stretched out her hand to push the door handle, she turned slightly and glanced at him. Behind her, Zhong Ling was standing beside the table with red eyes. At this moment, he seemed to have completely lost his usual calm, self-controlled and elegant appearance.
He looked like a madman now, his clothes on his chest were wrinkled and stained with tears, the blood on his lips had slowly dried up, and the small blood scabs that originally formed appeared even darker and more obvious, and his eyes were staring at her direction.
When she looked over, there was a faint light and the greatest malice, as well as a sense of stubbornness, in those eyes.
It was as if at this moment, as long as Nan Yan stepped out of this door, the two of them would become complete strangers, all contact between them would be cut off, everything would be erased, and he would never give her any chance again.
Zhong Ling's face began to show that complex expression of reason and resentment again. There was even a hint of grievance in his eyes. Why, why couldn't they compromise for him once? Why couldn't they give him a chance?
What hasn't he done well enough? He has obviously tried very hard, he has tried very hard to love her, he has tried very hard to take care of her, he has shared everything he has with her without reservation, why, why?
Nan Yan lowered her head and said,
"……sorry."
After Nan Yan said "I'm sorry" quietly and walked out of the room, she suddenly heard a hateful shout coming from behind her, which was particularly clear through the half-open door.
"Don't regret it, don't regret it for the rest of your life. It would be best if you never appear in front of me again in this life, otherwise I will not let you go, I absolutely will not let you go."
His voice suddenly became fierce, and his face was gloomy and ugly, as if mixed with endless resentment, "No one has ever dared to treat me like this, and no one has ever treated me like this. You played tricks on me, toyed with me, and deceived me, Wen Nanyan, I will never forgive you, I will never forgive you in my life."
How dare she do that? How could she be so cruel and not even stop for a moment?
Along with that out-of-control and overly sad cry, there was also the sound of something being flipped over and smashed to pieces on the ground.
"Wen Nanyan, come back to me..."
The sadness and despair in that tone made Nan Yan pause subconsciously, then she went back to pack her things without looking back.
…
Nan Yan packed up her things very quickly. She didn't have many things to begin with, so they could fill up a box. They were all clothes. She didn't take out the various clothes that Zhong Ling had bought in advance in the closet. Some of them had never been worn, and the tags were still hanging there in brand new style.
It was estimated that she would not be able to come back after leaving this time, but this scene was inexplicably familiar. It seemed to be similar when she left He Mian's house. Never mind, she had gotten used to it after going there and back again.
I haven't returned the small rental house that I shared with Sister Zhou. After all, Sister Zhou is still in the hospital for treatment. We originally shared the house and it's still useful. Now it's the only place I can go.
By the time Nan Yan had finished packing her things, the person who had been standing in the study room had not come out, and apart from the sound of things being smashed that could be heard at first, after a while, the noise in the room finally stopped.
When Nan Yan was going downstairs and passed by the study, she subconsciously turned her head to glance at the door. Through the narrow gap, she saw that the inside of the open door was in a mess, with various documents scattered all over the floor, as well as broken porcelain and teacups.
The somewhat miserable figure was sitting on the floor weakly, leaning against the table that had been overturned in the chaos, with one of its long legs bent. Nan Yan glanced at it but could not see the whole picture. She only saw a trace of dark red blood on the wrinkled corner of the other person's clothes.
I guess he accidentally cut his hand with some debris.
But those were not what she should worry about now. She had to leave as soon as possible before this man could react, to prevent him from regretting and going crazy. Seeing how out of control he was just now, it was possible that he could do something without any moral bottom line.
Nan Yan just took a quick glance and went downstairs carrying the box.
It was still early, so she took a taxi directly to her previous rental house. As for He Mian, she didn't want to contact him for the time being, and she had already thought about her job.
…
When the figure finally disappeared in this beautifully decorated luxurious villa, Zhong Ling was left with only a sense of emptiness and sadness in his heart. He had lived for nearly ten years, but this was the first time in his life that he felt an endless sadness from the bottom of his heart.
At this moment, he was unwilling, but there was nothing he could do.
He simply couldn't keep her, no matter how much he begged or threatened, she just left him so casually.
She had clearly promised that she would always love him. She had even been comforting him last night, saying that they were a couple and would get married in the future. But how could she leave without hesitation in the blink of an eye, without even looking back at him?
Zhong Ling saw her walk out the door without looking back. As happy as he was when she came, he felt as miserable now. He felt like he was drowning and about to suffocate in despair.
Something deep in his heart seemed to collapse suddenly. He felt an indescribable emptiness and confusion, which made his brain chaotic and unbearable, and he was unable to think at all.
This is a feeling that is difficult to describe. He was clearly within reach the moment before, he was in her arms, he truly owned her, but the next second, this relationship that he had worked so hard to build and earned was gone.
From possession to loss, it only took a few days for him to feel that beauty, and then, at the moment he was most looking forward to and happiest, it was taken away from him abruptly. The sad feeling came violently and suddenly.
Zhong Ling suddenly felt as if all the strength had been drained from his body. He sat powerlessly on the ground, leaning against the overturned corner of the table.
She just left like that...
Zhong Ling felt as if something was falling from his eye sockets. He raised his hands to cover his eyes. Moisture dissipated between his fingers, and he suddenly laughed softly.
He laughed for a long time before slowly reaching out to wipe away the blood on his lips and the water stains on his face. Looking at his palms that were covered in mud from being pierced by the debris, his eyes suddenly turned cold.
Why doesn't she understand?
Leaving him was the worst decision she had ever made in her life.
Just go, he will let her see that without her, he will live better than before. He has everything. He has money, a career, and countless people who like him. He will live a better life after leaving her.
He would no longer beg humbly and without self-respect like before. It was just a failed love experience. It didn't matter. It was just a woman. If he liked, he could have more.
Zhong Ling forced himself to calm down, and with trembling fingers he touched the box of cigarettes on the ground. He once again emphasized to himself in his heart that she was just a pretty girl, but the lighter in his hand took a long time to light up but still failed.
…
After leaving, Nan Yan returned to the rented house. This time, her contact with Zhong Ling seemed to be really cut off.
When the two were together some time ago, the news spread to many people. After all, the club called the police that night. At least his friends and the Zhong family knew what happened that night, but the news of their breakup was silent.
Nan Yan didn't know much about the situation in Zhong Ling, and she didn't pay much attention to it. However, more than a week later, she learned something from the sisters who came to her to inquire about the news, which was -
Zhong Ling is getting married.
The little sister was the girl who tried to block the drinking for her that day at the club but was slapped. She asked her with a smile and a little envy on the phone.
"Yanyan, are you going to get married to Boss Zhong? When is the date? Have you taken the wedding photos?"
"Hey, you are so happy now. You are the luckiest among us. That boss Zhong really loves you and actually married you. We thought he was just playing with you at first."
"Who says it's not true? But a man like that won't suffer any loss even if it's just for fun."
There was a group of familiar voices around me, making a fuss.
Nan Yan smiled and asked, "Where did you hear the news? Who told you that we were getting married?"
The person on the other side said, "How could anyone tell us such a thing? Have you forgotten where we came from?"
"It was mentioned by the drunk guests at the club a few days ago. Several of them mentioned it, so we guessed that it must have spread among their circle of friends first. It is said that this wedding will be a grand one."
"Yan Yan, we are all so jealous of you now. What girl doesn't look forward to a wedding of the century?"
"Who says it's not true! If I were ten years younger, I would definitely hook up with a wealthy and successful single man and experience what it's like to be married."
"Ah, but marrying into a wealthy family isn't necessarily easy."
"Yes, it is said that wives of wealthy families have the most rules to follow. Boss Zhong's family in Lingcheng is not a small wealthy family that is not well-known. I guess they have more rules to follow than the average wealthy family."
Nan Yan wasn't too sure whether there were many rules or not, since she wasn't the one getting married anyway.
…
A group of people were talking at once, totally unaware that the person on the other end of the phone had not spoken for a long time. When they finished talking and mentioned Nan Yan again, everyone asked Nan Yan to give them an invitation when the time comes.
After all, they are sisters, so it's okay for them to give some gift money. At least it can open their eyes to what the legendary wedding of the century is like.
Nan Yan lowered her head and smiled, but there was no emotion in her eyes. She really didn't care. She just said softly, "You heard the wrong news this time. The person who married Zhong Ling was not me. He and I had already separated a long time ago."
As soon as these words were spoken, the noisy situation on the other side of the phone suddenly became quiet. Nan Yan could even feel the awkward and stagnant atmosphere on the other side of the phone.
The group of people probably hadn't reacted yet. After thinking for a long time, if it wasn't to marry Yanyan, then who was the marriage news coming out to? They weren't stupid. Now they finally came to their senses and estimated that it was the fiancée arranged by the Zhong family.
Then in the chaos someone swore.
"Fuck, I knew that group of rich people were not good people. They didn't admit their mistakes after eating them. Yanyan, don't be sad. Anyway, you are still young and you won't have any trouble finding a good man..."
"That's right, Yanyan, don't take it too seriously. Their kind of wealthy marriage is the most unreliable. They might get divorced in two years. Pah, they might get divorced in a year. I wish he would get divorced."
"Sure enough, all men are bad!"
…
Nan Yan smiled. She also knew that since they had known each other for a long time, this group of people had some comradeship towards her. When they heard about this kind of thing, they were filled with indignation and cursed at Boss Zhong.
But this time they really scolded the wrong person. The person who refused to admit the expense after the meal was not Boss Zhong, but her.
After hanging up the phone, Nan Yan almost understood what happened that day. It seemed that Zhong Ling really practiced what he said and was really going to marry his ex-girlfriend. However, she didn't care much because she had other things to do.
She is now busy looking for a new job. Her work at the club is completely over and there is no way she can go back.
So Nan Yan went to the wedding dress shop where the two would meet in the original plot and applied for a job helping customers choose wedding dresses. Well, she just waited for the male and female protagonists to come to her.
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