Chapter 67 [VIP] Best Friend's Shield (5)

"Shao Yan, who is it?"

Nan Yan called him, obviously curious about who was calling.

However, Jiang Shaoyan did not respond to her. He frowned, perhaps because he heard that the environment on the other end of the phone was a bit noisy, and his face showed a look of worry.

Seeing him like this, Nan Yan's originally relaxed expression gradually faded. She vaguely guessed who the owner of the phone might be, so she stopped asking and just lay back on the sofa waiting for him.

But when Jiang Shaoyan finished the call and showed no sign of returning, Nan Yan could no longer sit still. She looked at the balcony for several times, and finally couldn't help herself. She walked up to him, held his hand, and asked softly, "Shaoyan, what happened?"

Jiang Shaoyan still didn't say anything, and there was something wrong with his expression. Nan Yan pinched his fingers gently, trying to get his attention back, and cautiously asked, "Did you run into any trouble at work again?"

This time Jiang Shaoyan finally responded to her.

"no……"

He lowered his head and glanced at her. Their eyes seemed to meet at some point. Nan Yan's eyelashes moved and she subtly looked away, as if she didn't want to hear what he was going to say next.

"Wanrou had a fight with Fu Qingzhou and is now drinking alone in a bar. It's not safe. I want to go find her."

He said this with a very certain tone.

When Nan Yan heard this, her expression changed instantly. She almost subconsciously grabbed his hand tightly and said, "Don't go!"

"Why do they want you to go when they quarrel? Shaoyan, please don't go, okay? We have finally lived a stable life, and I don't want to go back to the way it was before. Shaoyan, please don't easily break this peace, okay?"

Jiang Shaoyan saw that she was pursing her lips, her eyes were red, and she looked like she was about to cry. He suddenly felt a little bit sorry for her. He knew what she was worried about. If it were him, he might do the same. But that was not someone else, but someone he had liked for a long time. He had liked Fang Wanrou for six years and it had become a habit. How could he just ignore her affairs?

Jiang Shaoyan wanted to push him away, but he couldn't let go of his hand. He could only sigh helplessly, "Nan Yan, please don't be like this, okay? I'm just going to bring her back. I can assure you that what you're worried about will not happen."

Nan Yan shook her head without caring. She threw herself into Jiang Shaoyan's arms, clasping her hands tightly around his waist, not letting up at all.

"I don't want it, Shaoyan. I don't want to hear your promise. I just ask you not to go, okay? We have finally come to this point today, and I have finally made you a little moved. I don't want to... and I dare not gamble on this possibility."

Nan Yan grabbed his clothes vigorously, and even her voice was filled with a hint of pleading, "I know that I am not as good as her in your heart, but she already has Fu Qingzhou, Shao Yan, please don't go, okay? Just think of it as me begging you, don't go, okay?"

As she spoke, she buried almost her entire body in Jiang Shaoyan's chest. She hugged him so tightly, as if she had used up all her strength, but her body still couldn't stop shaking.

After Jiang Shaoyan heard what she said, he felt his chest tightening up. An indescribable sour feeling filled his entire chest. It felt like his heart was being grabbed by someone's hand, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Jiang Shaoyan took a deep breath and forced himself to suppress the discomfort in his heart.

For some reason, he had a vague feeling that if he didn't go this time, he would definitely regret it later.

Wanrou is so important to him, so important that he dare not slack off at all. No matter how he feels about Nanyan at the moment, no matter what she says, he will never give up on her.

Jiang Shaoyan was about to push away Nan Yan's hand that was clinging to his waist tightly, and his tone became much stiffer. "This is not what you think. Do you know how dangerous it is for a drunk woman to spend the night in a bar?"

He tried to reason with her, "Nan Yan, aren't you and her friends? Can you just watch her get drunk and not care about her? When did you become so cold?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Nan Yan seemed a little bit unbelieving.

She opened her eyes wide and tears instantly fell. The warm tears fell directly on the back of Jiang Shaoyan's hand and melted into one piece.

She looked at him with a hurt expression, "Yes, I am cold and stingy. Did you only realize it today?"

"Do you know that I have finally managed to get her out of your mind a little bit? I have tried so hard, but a phone call from her can still make you lose your mind and not care about anything. How can I not be afraid of you?"

After she finished speaking, tears started to fall again. She shook her head and looked like she was about to collapse. Her eyes were filled with uncontrollable sorrow and sadness. "You are obviously attracted to me. I can feel it. You were worried about me and worried about me before. Why can't you just let her go?"

"Shao Yan, please don't worry about her, okay? You promised me that you would start over with me, you can't go back on your word..."

Before Nan Yan finished her words, Jiang Shaoyan had already taken a step back impatiently. He held the phone tightly, feeling conflicted. On the one hand, he saw Nan Yan's indecision, and on the other hand, he was worried about Su Wanrou. He was afraid that if he hesitated any longer, Wanrou would really get into trouble.

In the end, his worry about Su Wanrou prevailed.

He even thought that he would compensate Nan Yan again when he had the chance in the future. After all, she was so easy to satisfy, and maybe he could appease her by simply apologizing or buying her a gift.

Now, Wanrou is the most important thing.

Thinking of this, Jiang Shaoyan directly pushed away Nan Yan's outstretched hand, turned around, picked up the coat on the sofa, and prepared to leave.

When Nan Yan saw him like this, the tears that had accumulated in her eyes began to slide down her cheeks one by one. She even rushed up to him without caring about anything and put her arms around Jiang Shaoyan's waist from behind, put her face on his back, and sobbed softly.

"Don't leave, I won't let you go..."

But at this moment, Jiang Shaoyan was only thinking about Fang Wanrou. He had no time to care about Nan Yan's feelings and even thought she was being unreasonable.

Feeling Jiang Shaoyan's impatience, Nan Yan's body trembled slightly, but she still held his waist tightly and refused to let go.

Finally, Jiang Shaoyan had no choice but to pry open her fingers one by one, then pushed her away and shouted, "Zhou Nanyan, stop making trouble!"

After saying this, he turned around and walked out without even looking at her.

Nan Yan, who was lying on the ground, seemed to be stunned.

She opened her eyes wide and stared blankly at his leaving back, but her tears seemed to have broken off and flowed even more freely.

It was not until Jiang Shaoyan's back completely disappeared that Nan Yan quickly got up from the floor, wiped her tears, sat on the sofa and began to calm down.

The next scene is that Jiang Shaoyan learns that Fang Wanrou and Fu Qingzhou have broken up. It is estimated that he will not come back for a while, so she has to prepare early.

After all, what Jiang Shaoyan had been waiting for for so many years finally happened, and it was hard for him not to fight for it. In the past, when their relationship was stable, he couldn't intervene, but now that they broke up, this was his only chance, and the best one.

Nan Yan didn't believe that he would let go so easily. She just didn't know how he would deal with her, an unnecessary person.

On the other side, Jiang Shaoyan was also feeling bad. His heart felt as if it was burned by fire. He seemed to be wondering if he had pushed her away with too much force just now. He felt regretful and guilty, and he didn't know if she was injured.

There was even a moment when he had the thought of leaving Wanrou and going back to see her, but at this moment, his cell phone rang again.

Jiang Shao answered the call subtly, and vaguely heard Wanrou's soft crying voice coming from the microphone. For a moment, he could not care about anything else. He just hated that he could not get to her side quickly, and Nan Yan was forgotten about by him in an instant.

When Jiang Shaoyan arrived, Wanrou, who was already drunk and confused, was being chatted up by a strange man, with his hand on her waist, moving up non-stop...

How could Jiang Shaoyan tolerate this? He didn't even have time to think. He rushed up and punched the man who bullied Wanrou. Then he hugged Fang Wanrou in his arms and carefully called her name several times.

Fang Wanrou also became a little more sober at this time. After she saw clearly who was in front of her, her nose suddenly felt sore, as if all her emotions had found an outlet, and tears began to fall uncontrollably.

"Shao Yan, what should I do?"

She clutched his sleeve tightly, confused like a helpless child, and almost leaned her whole body into his arms, "I broke up with Qingzhou..."

"What should I do..."

Jiang Shaoyan could even hear the heavy cry in her voice, which sounded suppressed and sad, as if she had suffered endless injustice.

But what he noticed first was not this, but the content of the sentence. She said that she broke up with Fu Qingzhou!

They broke up.

Does that mean...

For a moment, Jiang Shaoyan's heart was filled with emotions.

He didn't even know how he comforted her or how he sent her back. All he could think about was that they had broken up, so did he have a chance?

…

Just as Nan Yan thought, Jiang Shaoyan never came back in the next two days, and didn't even call her back, as if he had completely forgotten about her.

Nan Yan also kept calling him, but unfortunately no one answered. Even the messages she sent fell on deaf ears and there was no response.

It was not until the afternoon of the third day that Jiang Shaoyan, who had left, finally reappeared in front of Nan Yan.

The moment he entered the room, Nan Yan didn't even give him a chance to speak, she rushed over and threw herself into his arms.

But Jiang Shaoyan didn't hug her back, nor did he even look at her.

Nan Yan didn't cry, but her eyes turned red in an instant, as if the emotions in her heart had been suppressed to the extreme. Her hands tightly hugged his waist and back, and even her body was shaking uncontrollably, "Why didn't you answer my call? Do you know that I have been waiting for you for a long time? You said you would spend your birthday with me, I made you a cake, cooked noodles, and..."

He was interrupted before he could finish what he was saying.

The man who was originally in her arms suddenly reached out and pushed her away, "I came back to see you this time because I have something to say..."

Nan Yan subconsciously clenched her fingers, and her voice was obviously choked with sobs, "What?"

He looked down at her, his face calm and heavy, as if he had come to this conclusion after careful consideration.

"Nan Yan, let's end it."