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Chapter 62 What's the Difference Between You and Scum?
After hearing a man's low growl from the phone, the phone was hung up from the other end, and a mechanical beep sound came from the phone.

Fu Han frowned, and just as he put down his phone and came out of the nightclub, a black car rushed out in front of him.

The wind was strong and the speed of the car was fast. When he raised his dark and deep eyes to stare away, he saw that the car had quickly and gradually disappeared from his field of vision.

Indistinctly, it seems to be a license plate number that is not unfamiliar, but not familiar.

He didn't continue to pay too much attention, he looked away, and dialed Song Yan's mobile phone number again.

But on the other end of the phone, there was a notification sound to shut down the phone.

His eyebrows frowned even more, and he felt that something was wrong on the other side of the phone just now, and his pretty thin lips were pursed into a graceful arc. Fu Han frowned deeply for a while, and finally picked up the phone and dialed Jingchen's number.

After the call was connected, without letting Jing Chen on the other end speak, he went straight to the subject and said in a cold voice, "Check the current location information of that woman's cell phone."

Jing Chen, who didn't understand what was going on, raised his eyebrows, and joked knowingly, "Woman? Which woman? Is it the one I introduced to you in the nightclub last time, or the one from the oil company boss's daughter, or... beep, beep, beep... ..."

Too lazy to listen to Jing Chen, Fu Hanshen cut off the phone directly, and Shi Heng just parked the car in front of him, "Boss."

Fu Han bent down deeply and sat in the back seat, his brows were tightly furrowed, his eyes were secretive, his whole body was a little restless, and he said in a low, cold and magnetic voice, "Drive."

Nodding his head, Shi Heng quickly started the car, while Fu Han sat in the back seat, keeping his lips shut.

Just now he watched the woman walk out of the nightclub in front of him with his own eyes, and then there was a figure of a man passing in front of him very quickly. If he read correctly, the man surnamed Tang who chased after him should be...

And the voice on the phone just now was clearly a rough male voice.

Whether something happened, he didn't need to continue to guess, he already knew the answer, and then, Song Xiaoyuan's worried and resentful little face appeared in his mind again, interfering with his thoughts...

"Shi Heng, call the police." Finally, he spoke.

"Uh..." Not knowing what was going on, Shi Heng was stunned for a moment, but seeing Fu Han's deep expression, he didn't dare to ask more questions, and honestly picked up the phone with one hand, and followed his orders.

On the other hand, although Jing Chen was joking, looking at Fu Hanshen's posture, he seemed to be quite serious.

Immediately, he couldn't be negligent, so he calmed down and dialed a number with his mobile phone, "Hey, Manager Zhang, it's like this, I have something to trouble you..."

**
In the desolate outskirts, the night wind was blowing, and on the dark road, two lights came over, illuminating the front of the road.

The taxi stopped on the side of the road, the door opened, the man got off, went around to the back seat, twisted the door, and aggressively pulled Song Yan down with his hands bound.

Song Yan staggered a few steps, was pushed by the man, and fell to the cold ground unexpectedly, and then, with a ripping sound, the man tore off the sealant that sealed her mouth.

Fresh air was found in his mouth again, but Song Yan couldn't catch his breath. He raised his eyes and glared at the man in front of him angrily, gritted his teeth and said in hatred, "You scum! Let me go!"

Her hands were tied with a rope, and there were clear red marks on her wrists. It is not difficult to see how violently she struggled on the way here.

But in the end, he still couldn't escape.

The man smiled disdainfully, with a ferocious and rough face, and gradually approached her, mocking in a hoarse and ugly voice, "What are you talking about at this time? Is it necessary to tie you up if you are released? These people are really nothing new, they just let go of what they say and what they say, so the end result is not the same?"

"..."

"It's better to be obedient and be smart, maybe it will make you feel better." The man looked at her unscrupulously, as if he could still see the delicate body inside through the fabric, his eyes obviously brightened a lot , full of profane and obscene colors.

I have to admit that this woman is quite top-notch. Although she is different from most women with heavy makeup nowadays, this kind of fresh and beautiful woman with a pure appearance is still a novelty if you try it once in a while.

Moreover, her body looks thin, but there is no difference at all in the place that should be big or small, making people even more unbearable, and immediately stripped her impulsively...

The coldness spread across the body, and the evening wind blew past slowly, so cold that one couldn't help but want to shiver suddenly.

Song Yan's eyes were full of strong hatred, as if he wished to devour the man, he dug a hole out of his rough face.

Just when the man smiled wretchedly and stretched out his hand, her eyes froze suddenly, she didn't care about the consequences, she only knew that if she remained indifferent now, even if she died, she would not rest in peace.

So, she bit down on the man's wrist with a quick bite, with the stubborn aura of perishing with him.

"Ah! Hiss..." There was a sharp pain in her wrist, and the man threw her away, "Bitch!"

Being thrown suddenly and hard, Song Yan's head hit the gravel-covered ground heavily.

Immediately, tears welled up in the corners of her eyes due to the pain, she clenched her teeth tightly, and let out a muffled groan from her throat, her forehead was smashed by sand and gravel, and blood flowed out from the wound quickly.

Seeing the row of deep tooth marks on his wrist, the man was completely irritated by her actions.

Without waiting for her to catch her breath, he grabbed her long hair again, pulled her up mercilessly from the ground, and pressed her onto the front hood of the car. He couldn't wait to tear off her shirt, her face full of tears. Annoyed, "It's all because you are eager to find death, so don't blame me for being rude!"

"You kind of scum!" Song Yan wished to kill his eyes, staring at him vigorously, tears were rolling around her eyes, and her whole body was icy cold, but she refused to show any weakness, as if from the depths of her soul. voices everywhere, "You will be punished! You will go to hell!"

"Oh, I want to go to hell, but Lord Yan dare not accept it!"

With sudden force, he roughly ripped off the shirt on her body. In the cool and quiet space, the snap of the buttons falling could be clearly heard.

When he saw the pair of peaks on her chest that were properly wrapped in a black corset, the man's eyes clearly revealed greedy and complacent eyes, staring at her profanely, and even the language was full of vulgarity, "I can't tell , It’s bigger than I imagined, I just don’t know, what’s going to happen next?”

"Go away! You scum!!" Song Yan's heart was as cold as ice, and he was unwilling to move around and struggle. Even though his hands were bound by ropes, he slammed towards the man hard one after another, "Don't even try to touch me!" Take a look! You beast!!"

The two fists tied together hit each other one by one. Impatient, the man suddenly grabbed the long hair on the back of her head, pulled her hard, and pulled her to the hood abruptly. Sticking against the hood of the car, with a ferocious and rough face, "Damn it, are you playing or not?!"

This seemingly soft and weak woman is really tough beyond imagination, so strong that it makes him feel irritable.

There was a numb pain in the scalp, the pain made Song Yan burst into tears, the crystal clear tears flowed out uncontrollably, her hair was pulled and pressed against the car hood by the man, she couldn't struggle anymore.

And there wasn't even a chance for her to come back to herself. In the freezing cold where the blood flowed back and the nerves were tense, she heard the sound of the man unzipping his trousers with a bang.

"Don't! Stop! You scum! Stop!!" On the car floor, she twisted her body wildly and violently, kicking the man with her feet.

"Just scream!" The man clamped her legs flatly, bent down and pressed on her, grinning grinningly, and reached out to take off her pants...

"do not want!"

I have never felt so scared for a moment, it is as hopeless as death is close at hand.

Tears flowed down the two lines from the corners of his eyes. The danger was so close to him, as if he would fall into the abyss that would never fail him in the next second, and his body would be smashed to pieces, dripping with blood.

Even her voice was trembling, "Don't touch me... Please... don't..."

However, a scum is a scum, and you should never try to influence him with your helpless and desperate tears, even if your whole person will be eclipsed from now on, even if you kneel down and beg for mercy, he may not be the slightest regress.

In this desolate suburb, the night is extremely dark, except for some light in the place where the light shines, there is no bright color in the rest of the place.

Black, in the field of vision that is forced to look up at the sky, there is endless darkness, like a huge black hole, swallowing people into it.

And she struggled to the point of helplessness, despaired to the point of emptiness, and hot tears flowed down like clear springs.

Who can save her at this time?

Who can show up to save her...

Just when the man tore open her pants and was about to bury her deep inside, suddenly, two beams of strong and dazzling lights came directly from far to near.

The roaring sound of the car is like the angry roar of the owner at the moment, rushing towards them like a flash of arrows——

In an instant, the man reacted violently. When he looked up, his face paled immediately. Without even thinking about it, he directly pushed Song Yan to the side of the road, and hurried into the car.

However, before he had time to start the car, the car that had rushed over suddenly stopped.

Immediately afterwards, a slender man came down with big strides. When he came to him, he pulled the car door open with a strong force, grabbed his collar, and pulled him out of the car. Throwing it to the side of the road, without saying a word, his legs were pressed on him, and his fists were bowed left and right towards his rough face.

Once, fiercely, forcefully, one fist after another punched him in the face.

In terms of aura alone, this man who suddenly appeared is so powerful and eerie...

The air was filled with the muffled sound of the man being beaten and the sound of fists falling heavily.

Song Yan was kneeling in a daze on the gravel-covered ground, his head was filled with snow, he was so blank that he forgot to think, and his face was dull.

After a while, she slowly turned her head, looked at the man who was pressing down on the ground, and punched the perverted man violently.

However, the light was so dazzling that it hurt her eyes, and she couldn't see who the man who suddenly appeared was.

It's just that the appearance and figure are vaguely familiar...

The man who was pressed to the ground had no ability to fight back, and was forced to accept the punishment of violent fists. His front teeth were smashed, his nose was skewed to one side, his nose, mouth and mouth were bloody and bloody. He wanted to fight back, but the person who held him down, But there was no room for him to fight back. The violent and ruthless fists fell like a storm, and he could only let out a series of screams of pain.

The man who suddenly appeared had terrifyingly strong fists, punching after punching without showing any mercy, as ruthless as a cold-blooded animal.

Gradually, the man who was pressed to the ground lost his voice, and seemed to have passed out temporarily.

He punched a few more times in a row, until his hands were numb and unconscious. The man seemed to let out a bad breath and gave up slowly.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then he stood up, but as if it wasn't enough, he kicked the fainted man hard again, "Scum! You're looking for death!"

Hearing this angry and vicious voice, Song Yan's heart shook violently. Hidden in the deepest lake, it seemed to be slightly rippling, creating circle after circle of ripples.

She raised her head, looked up at him slowly, her pale lips were trembling uncontrollably, her eyes were full of astonishment, and her hoarse voice spoke with difficulty, "Tang...Mu Nian... ..."

There was such a momentary impulse, she suddenly wanted to be like other women, after encountering such a cruel thing, after being almost raped by a pervert but being rescued by luck, desperately, tenderly and full of gratitude, rushed into him and suddenly called out. In the chest of peace of mind.

However, she didn't do that.

Knowing that at such a fragile moment, she could be weak at the right time, frustrated at the right time, and rush into his arms at the right time, but she suppressed the urge to ignore it, and forcibly refused to let herself go. Rushing into his firm arms.

Why, is it him again?

Tang Munian turned his head and stared at Song Yan who was kneeling on the ground. Seeing her disheveled clothes, disheveled long hair, and a messed up appearance, his heart twitched hard.

If he hadn't chased her out uncontrollably after she left the box, so that he arrived just at the nick of time, what would happen next, even if he didn't want to, he would know.

There was a sense of dull pain, just seeping out so inadvertently, it made him wish he could grab the fainted man again and beat him again, it seemed that only in this way could he vent his stagnant and painful heart at the moment.

But he didn't do that either.

Walking over a few steps and squatting down in front of her, he quickly untied the rope on her wrist, and then took off his coat.

After putting a coat on her thin and embarrassing body, he lifted her shoulders and pulled her hard into his warm and generous chest. He kept rubbing the back of her head lightly with his big palms, and his pleasant voice was next to her ears, full of tenderness and gentleness. Softly comforted, "It's okay, it's okay now, don't be afraid..."

"Don't touch me." Suddenly, her cold voice stopped him.

"..."

Tang Munian's body froze, and the movement of rubbing her head froze. His handsome face was full of worry, and he froze just like that. Slowly, he turned his head to look at her pale side face, and asked stiffly, " What did you say?"

"Do not touch me."

She repeated without hesitation, moved her body back, and maintained a distance from him. She stood up, her face was so clear and fair that it was bloodless, full of vigilance and coldness, and even her eyes never showed a trace of Grateful or touched or other emotions, so cold that there is no color emotion.

Tang Munian was in a daze, as if he couldn't understand why she was like this at all, his body was stiff, he stood up slowly, and fixed his eyes on her.

"Why?" he asked.

He didn't understand, didn't understand what she meant by what she looked like now.

It was clear that he was the one who showed up to save her, and beat that scumbag until he bled, and even his fists on the back of his hands were so painful that he was numb, but she seemed to avoid him like a scourge, and deliberately distanced herself from him, with an expression of Indifferent to a certain extent.

I don't know if it was because the night was too cold, or because he hadn't recovered from the fear just now, Song Yan's body couldn't stop shaking, shaking like a sieve, there were tears on his face that were dried by the wind, but his eyes were still full of crystal clear tears. Tears.

Looking back at him without hesitation, her pale lips parted slowly and said, "How different are you from that scum?"

"..."

His body was shaken suddenly, Tang Munian stared at her in disbelief, his dark eyes looked so deep in the night, yet so hurt.

It was just one sentence, and she easily knocked him back to his original form, into a bottomless pit.

"I'm not much different from that scumbag?" He asked her with difficulty.

She pursed her lips and gave a pale smile. Her heart was desolate, and a feeling of sadness swept her body and mind. She pulled her lips and asked, "Do you think you are better than him?"

"..."

If you think about it carefully one by one, he is indeed no different from a scumbag, constantly laughing at her and humiliating her, even on a day like today, he finally pushed her hard into the deep cliff where she would never be able to recover. She was so ugly that she couldn't hold her head up in front of anyone.

He is indeed a scumbag, a scumbag who can't be more scumbag...

With his hands hanging by his sides weakly, Tang Muqing pursed his lips, stared at her intently, and wanted to say something, but suddenly found that his throat seemed to be stuck by something, and he couldn't say a word.

There is a vast and boundless desolate mourning in his heart, eroding every cell in his body, and even his limbs and bones.

Song Yan didn't want to say anything more to him, she pressed her lips tightly, she turned around, dragged her tired and heavy body, and walked away in the direction she came.

But just as she turned around, the night wind blew away the bangs on her forehead, and Tang Munian clearly saw the bloody wound on her forehead.

His heart felt cold, his breathing was stagnant, he didn't care about anything at all, and strode towards her, "You're hurt!"

When he said this, his words seemed to be full of heartache and anger, as if he had expressed it unintentionally.

Song Yan's heart was so heavy that he didn't hear him, he was indifferent to his anxiety, only his heart was full of absurdity and self-deprecation, when he closed his eyelids, tears flowed down without warning .

Why, is it him?
He was the one who destroyed her, and he was the one who saved her...he was also the one who saved her.

It felt like even God was playing tricks on her, playing her around and laughing at her...

"Didn't you hear me when I said you were hurt?" Seeing that she insisted on leaving, Tang Munian came to her in a few steps and pulled her arm towards him, with a sullen and angry look on his face, and a feeling that gradually resembled distressed It felt too strong to be refused, "Get in the car with me! I'll take you back to get your medicine!"

"I said don't touch me!" Song Yan threw him away with a strong reaction, her heart seemed to be branded with a very painful scar, and her whole body was about to collapse, she backed away again and again, staring at his stiff expression , Tears poured out completely uncontrollably, the hoarse voice murmured softly, "Don't touch me, don't save me, and don't care about me..."

Don't try to be gentle with her, she is not used to his gentleness.

So, don't do anything that seems to care about her, love her, protect her, and be gentle with her.

She was afraid that she would fall, that if she was not careful, she would fall into his trap, and she would fall even more to pieces...

Tang Munian frowned with a complicated expression, and suddenly hesitated at this moment, he really had a feeling of fear that he didn't want to disturb her, and didn't dare to touch her again.

Because, he was afraid that if he touched her again, she would be completely crushed in front of him...

Just like this, the four eyes met, her eyes were sad and pleading, and his eyebrows were complex and fearful.

One is afraid of being approached, the other is suddenly afraid to approach, and the two look at each other, relatively speechless.

However, at this moment, Song Yan's expression staring at him suddenly changed, his eyes stared at his back in horror, his eyes widened, he took a cold breath, and suddenly said in shock, "Be careful!!!"

With a movement of the ears, Tang Munian suddenly turned sideways, moved to the side, and at the same time threw a punch behind him. When the punch hit the face of the man behind him, there was an extra line on his arm. The bloody incision.

The man who was unconscious on the ground woke up at some point, or just pretended to be unconscious from the beginning to the end. When he sneaked up on Tang Munian from behind, he took out a ten-centimeter-long foldable Dao, although he was punched hard in the face again and staggered a few steps, it also made Tang Munian's arm hang.

Afterwards, the two men fought together.

"Damn, I really want to die!"

Song Yan was terrified and wanted to go forward to help, but there was no gap she could get into. Not only would it be useless to help, but it might even be counterproductive, so she had to stand still and not move.

After all, Tang Munian was on the basketball team when he was in college. Not to mention his agility and strength, he has already won a lot in terms of height and momentum.

So, not long after, the man was completely beaten to the ground, and there were two more cuts on Tang Munian's arm.

This time, the man really passed out, and he probably won't wake up again in a short time. Tang Munian finally threw him away, got up, pulled Song Yan and walked into the car, "Come back with me!"

"..."

This time, she couldn't refuse.

I can't open my mouth to refuse.

**
The car was driving smoothly and extremely fast on the road, and it was pitch black outside the window.

In the back seat, the creases between Fu Hanshen's brows became deeper and deeper, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore, and said to Shi Heng who was driving, "speed up to the fastest."

"But boss, this would be very dangerous..."

"I said speed up!" The order in his deep magnetic voice had an imposing manner that could not be disobeyed.

Shi Heng could only respond, "Yes."

Just after speeding up the car to the maximum, and driving a short distance away, there was a strong glare of light coming from the opposite side, which was particularly dazzling in this suburban night.

Seeing a large number of cars approaching, Shi Heng had no choice but to slow down the speed a little.

When the two cars passed by, Fu Hanshen, who was deeply frowning, turned his eyes casually and looked out the window. In his field of vision, the car next to them brushed past the passenger seat, and there was a familiar figure of a woman.

The figure flashed past, so fast that it was hard to catch.

When Shi Heng quickly drove to the place where the incident happened, Fu Hanshen got out of the car and saw only a man whose face was almost completely covered in blood, lying on the ground and temporarily passed out.

Is he late?
Fu Hanshen furrowed his brows tightly, suddenly remembering the car he left just now, his eyes were suddenly deep like an abyss, as if covered with a layer of mist that made it hard to see, and he looked sideways at Shi Heng beside him, "Police station The people inside haven't moved yet?"

"It should be almost here." Shi Heng answered honestly, and asked tentatively, "How about I remind you again?"

There was no answer. When Fu Hanshen turned his head slightly, his gaze under his eyelids caught a glimpse of a button that had fallen on the side of his shiny leather shoe.

Closing his deep eyes, he bent down, and with his slender and skeletal fingers, picked up the button lying at his feet.

The button is pale white, and it can be seen that it is a button of a woman's shirt.

The thin lips were pursed into a beautiful and beautiful arc, his deep eyes were thoughtful, and then he gently held the button in his palm.

As soon as Shi Heng urged, someone arrived immediately.

The deputy director got out of the car, and when he saw the tall and haughty man standing there, he hurriedly greeted him.

Seeing the unconscious man lying on the ground, the deputy director wiped the sweat from his forehead, faced Fu Hanshen, bowed respectfully, and apologized repeatedly, "Mr. We have caught the criminals who committed crimes recently, I am really sorry, I..."

A cold snort came from his throat, in a low voice, Fu Hanshen didn't say a word, turned around and got into the car with an arrogant and slender figure, his attitude was not sure whether it was contempt, or he just didn't want to say much.

The deputy chief stood still in embarrassment.

Mr. Fu's temper is still as weird as ever.

**
The doorbell of the apartment rang suddenly, and soon, someone ran to open the door.

Seeing the tall and straight man outside, who seemed to be condescending and arrogant, Song Xiaoyuan was taken aback, "Huh? Why are you here?"

Inside the room, Pei Siyu's voice came, "Song Xiaoyuan, who is it?"

Song Xiaoyuan didn't answer, but stared at the man outside the door with burning eyes.

Glancing into the room, Fu Hanshen said lightly, "Just the two of you?"

Song Xiaoyuan didn't quite understand what he meant, so he nodded honestly. Then, before he asked anything, Pei Siyu from inside came out, "Song Xiaoyuan, you..."

And when her sight touched the man outside the door, she stopped in her footsteps, and she was taken aback. This man was...

The answer he got was already clear, Fu Hanshen didn't want to stay any longer, "I'm leaving."

He turned around to leave, but before he could take a step, he stopped again, turned his head, looked at the little guy who suddenly stepped forward and grabbed the corner of his clothes, raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked inquiringly.

"Today is my birthday." Song Xiaoyuan's eyes were bright and clear, hiding expectations, and his heart was full of hope that this black-hearted man would express himself.

However, Fu Hanshen said, "What does it matter to me?"

ah!This man is so incomprehensible!

Song Xiaoyuan was full of complaints in his heart, he looked at him, pouted his mouth, and acted preemptively, verbally suspected of kidnapping, "Didn't you come here just to celebrate my birthday?"

"You think too much." It's a pity that a man like Fu Hanshen cannot be kidnapped by anyone in terms of language. What he said did not have a trace of tact, and he simply directly poked his expectant heart.

"Then you go." Don't start, Song Xiaoyuan pouted.

Well, anyway, he must be self-indulgent, and this man didn't say he likes him or Song Dayan, so he can't act like he's at ease and ask others to do what he wants.

Although he is a little greedy, Song Dayan said that if he is too greedy, he will arouse the resentment of others, so he must know where to stop.

For now, he didn't really want this man who somehow got involved with them to dislike him, so he had no choice but to give up.

Although he didn't do it deliberately, the little guy's words to let him go gave off an inexplicable sense of grievance and loss, which made Fu Han's emotionless heartstrings slightly tense.

He clearly felt the little guy's expectations, but he still didn't stay in the end, took a deep look at Song Xiaoyuan, and left without a trace of remembrance.

Song Xiaoyuan looked at his back as he left and gradually disappeared, sighed softly, turned around and complained in a low voice, "No. 2 is No. 2, it's too difficult to handle! Why did I fall in love with him?"

"..."

Although he spoke in a low voice, Fu Hanshen, who has very strong ears, could hear every word clearly just after he stepped into the elevator. His eyebrows twitched fiercely, and the elevator door closed accordingly.

Inside the room, after Song Xiaoyuan closed the door and came back, Pei Siyu hurriedly came to his side, raised her eyebrows, and had a strong desire to gossip, "Are you familiar with that man just now?"

"I'm not familiar." Song Xiaoyuan's attitude changed immediately, "Who is familiar with that kind of rigid and demanding man? I'm not familiar with him!"

Completely ignoring his words, Pei Siyu hooked his small shoulders, "Come on, tell my sister, what does the NO. 2 mean just now?"

Song Xiaoyuan pouted, "It means NO. 2."

In fact, Pei Siyu probably guessed it, and asked, "Then who is No. 3?"

Song Xiaoyuan raised his eyelids and looked at her, feeling that there was nothing to hide from Pei Siyu, so he said unwillingly, "Except for that Tang, who else can it be?"

"..."

Pei Siyu's eyes froze.

Although Tang Munian seemed to have a feeling of scum in his bones, but aside from this point, he was pretty good in all aspects, and based on the fact that he felt that Song Yan liked Tang Munian, he was barely worthy of this NO. 3 rank.

**
In the back seat of the car, the car had just driven a short distance, and saw a cake shop by the side of the road, and Song Xiaoyuan's tone full of expectation and disappointment emerged in Fu Hanshen's mind.

He has always felt that it doesn't matter whether a child is disappointed with him. After all, it is not something he can do to please a child.

And he was born as a cold and tough man who would not please others.

But just as the car passed the cake shop, he suddenly spoke in a deep voice, telling Shi Heng to back up again, then opened the car door, got out of the car and entered the cake shop.

When he came out again, there was an exquisite cake packed in a box, which was not too big or too small. His handsome, deep and three-dimensional features made him feel uncomfortable, and he frowned deeply, throwing the cake into Shi Heng's hands. The voice was cold, "You go upstairs and send it to him."

Shi Heng, "..."

**
Instead of going back to the apartment he rented with Song Xiaoyuan, Song Yan was taken by Tang Munian to the previous apartment he bought.

The car stopped downstairs and opened the door. Tang Munian went around to her and opened the door for her. With his long and clean fingers deep inside, his attitude faded from the coldness of the past. At this moment, there was a little tenderness, "Come down."

The voice is faint and soft.

This inadvertently exuding gentleness from him is enough to make a person's tense heartstrings relax a little.

Song Yan didn't reach out to hold his hand, but got out of the car by himself and stood by the car without looking at him.

The disordered and trembling mood has been relieved. Although her body is still a little numb and stiff, she calmly said, "Go to the hospital and bandage the wound. I can take a taxi back by myself."

She wanted to leave, but he held onto her shoulders and pulled her back abruptly, "How long are you going to be stubborn?!"

Damn it!
It's such a time, can't she be a little cowardly?

Must it be so thorough, wishing to draw a clear line with him immediately, and separate from him completely?

Turning back, Song Yan caught a glimpse of the wounds on his arms without warning, and her eyes were slightly prickled. She didn't dare to look at him at first, and she pursed her lips tightly, suddenly not knowing what else to say.

It was so dramatic that he actually got hurt trying to save her.

If this is a malicious joke, then how far has she been teased?

Looking at her sober, white face, Tang Munian could only feel a lingering anger and haze entangled in his heart, disturbing his mood, restlessness, restlessness, fear, reluctance...

Most of the time, it really makes him want to grab her shoulders and crush this stubborn and hypocritical her.

His big palms like steel pliers wrapped around her wrist, and without asking any more questions, he grabbed her wrist and walked upstairs, full of anger and anger.

"Tang Munian..."

"Shut up!" She wanted to say something, but he turned around and glared at her angrily, "If you want my wound to rot without treatment, you can just struggle and run away!"

"..."

(End of this chapter)