Chapter 606

"Asshole, beast, beast... You let me go!" Jian Yan gnashes her teeth angrily.

Cheng Huan gently pinched Jian Yan's cheek and rippled in her inky eyes, "I won't let it go, it's impossible to let it go. Do you know how difficult and tired it is to hide it from you?"

He paused and took a deep breath. "The original plan was not like this. At the beginning, I wanted to give you a beautiful relationship to make you work smoothly and succeed in your career. In this way, we... Don't owe each other. Even if you know the truth in the end, what can we do? Materially, I'm satisfied with you, and you can enjoy the prosperity of your life."

"Let Xia Ziyun expose that video, regardless of public opinion, or even unilaterally get rid of the relationship, I just want to prove to myself that you are not important, or even nothing..."

Hearing this, Jane Yan's unacceptable face changed rapidly.

Every word of Cheng Huan was like a knife. She opened all the wounds in her heart, tore them, trampled them down, and didn't stop bleeding.

Jian Yan's angry body trembled and wanted to push him away, but Cheng Huan firmly held her hand. Her face was full of tears.

"I seldom do anything wrong. Every step I take will be full of calculations and long-term considerations. Only when I meet you... I make mistakes again and again, and even... Even I know I can't do it, but still... Ah Yan, I know it's no use apologizing, so I can only promise you that I'll never do it again."

Cheng Huan never thought that one day he would bury someone in his heart.

eight months.

Neither long nor short.

It's like a big dream, but this woman quietly moistens things bit by bit with hot feelings and gentle actions, silently implanted into the bottom of his heart, like forming a small tree with intertwined roots. Now he wants to dig it out, but it's deep-rooted, moving and pulling his whole body.

"I know that you may never forgive me in your life, and we can't go back to the past. If you lock you up and force you, you will only suffer more and more and hate me more. Only if I stay away from you completely can you live your life. I know better than anyone. Ah Yan, don't persuade me or say anything. I can't let go. As long as I Cheng Huan still breathe, I I won't leave you. "

Jane Yan's eyes were blurred, and all kinds of emotions blocked her heart. The depression pressed her out of breath and could not breathe.

The heart is still like being opened and dissected alive. The pain is unbearable.

It hurts, it hurts.

She asked herself that she had done nothing wrong in her life. She was kind to others and made friends with others. How could she... How could she encounter such desperate feelings.

Cheng Huan grabbed her hand and pressed it on his heart. He felt the powerful beating of his heart. He pursed his lips hard. The overflow voice was with pain that could penetrate the nether world. He said in a trembling voice, "it's very unfair to you, but what can I do? It's my mother on one side and you on the other. I... I have no choice."

"From now on, if you stay here, you can't go anywhere and don't contact others. Can you do it?"

Cheng Huan's seemingly gentle tone is full of deterrent power.

Jane Yan wanted to laugh at the speech.

But she was silent and in her painful heart, where could she laugh.

She only looked at him with sad eyes and hoarse voice, "... When can I see my father?"

"Look at your performance." Cheng Huan replied simply. He closed his eyes, tried to suppress the confused thoughts, and raised his hand to erase the tears on Jian Yan's face. "Don't cry anymore, I can't bear your tears."

Jane Yan's painful heart is shaking. She can't bear to shed tears, but who makes her cry?!

After talking about tenderness and love, I still do things that hurt.

This is Cheng Huan.

He is a charming son of heaven and Young Master Cheng who has won the hearts of thousands of women.

"It's still a secret about your father for the time being. Don't talk about it to outsiders. It will be bad for him." Cheng Huandao.

Jane Yan lifted her eyes powerlessly, "I don't want your mother to know."

Who can penetrate the hatred of more than 20 years ago into Cheng Huan's heart, except Mrs. Cheng, who was also the witness of the accident? As a mother, from the standpoint of a loving mother, Xiaozhi manipulates his son to avenge his father with emotion and reason

Cheng Huan didn't respond, but his silent attitude was obviously acquiescence.

"Be good. I'll take time to arrange your father and daughter to meet in a few months. Don't worry, your father will be fine during this period." This is the only guarantee Cheng Huan can give her for the time being.

Cheng Huan kissed her on the forehead. "Go and wash yourself. I'll make something. You should be hungry, too."

Jane Yan pushed him away and stumbled into the guest room.

At the moment when the door was closed, Jian Yanhua sat on the ground, holding her forehead with both hands. Her dense eyes could not open or dared not open.

Everywhere you see here, there are traces of their happiness. The study is busy working with each other, lying on the sofa watching movies, sitting on the carpet chatting, lying in bed doing... Scene after scene, all the beauty of the past, now beyond recognition, stabbing her heart one after another, and the memory tormented her.

She can't think any more. Her father is her only motivation so far.

Jane Yan got up quickly and rushed into the bathroom to take a shower, but her confused brain still didn't cool down. She walked out of the bathroom and remembered that there were no clothes for her in the guest room dressing room.

Jane Yan tightened her bathrobe and sat on the sofa with her knees in her arms.

She really wanted to make a call to make a wish, but she didn't feel right.

His life and feelings are in a mess, and then involve the wish. What if, just in case, what should Cheng Huan really do to harm the wish?

Jane Yan can't help but be afraid. Her mother died in a muddle, and her father suddenly disappeared. Important people around her are implicated one by one. She can't get involved in wishing any more.

She curled up tightly, as if she could absorb a moment of peace from outside interference.

But I couldn't do it.

The door was pushed open. With a burst of footsteps, Cheng Huan's tall figure appeared near her, and a burst of smell of food rushed into her nose.

"I simply fried a meal and boiled a soup in the pot. Do you want to eat in the room or go to the restaurant?"

Cheng Huan is not very good at cooking and seldom cooks. When she first cooked for Jane Yan, she felt delicious in the world, but now she smelled it again and felt full of chaos.

Seeing that Jane Yan was silent, Cheng Huan put the tray aside and sat beside her. "Why didn't your hair dry?"

He said, took out the hair dryer from the drawer and began to blow her hair.

Jane Yan didn't hide or flash.

Not even a struggle.

She is very clear and conscious. At the moment, she is a puppet controlled by Cheng Huan. The fish on the knife and foot has no other way but to be slaughtered.

She doesn't make a wish. She doesn't have a wealth and a huge family background. She can't be free from threats and can come and go freely. She can only accept her life.

Cheng Huan's slender fingers shuttle through her soft hair tips, but in a moment, her hair is half dry.

He turned off the hair dryer, went to one side, took her cheek, stroked her hair, and kissed her gently. "Is the hair a little too long? Why don't you consider cutting it? You see, how about the hair you wish to change? It's also very suitable for you."

Jane Yan didn't move. She didn't even want to look at Cheng Huan.

"In the past, you were too busy and tired. Take advantage of this opportunity to have more rest, change your hair style, study makeup, skin care and shopping. By the way, do you have enough money in your card? Let me get you some."

Cheng Huan said, took out his mobile phone and transferred it to her.

"I'll get you a card later and buy whatever you want when you go out, okay?"

Jane Yan finally raised her head and looked at him coldly, "will you let me go out?"

"Of course, I want to have time with you, or let the bodyguard follow you. It won't affect anything." He said.

Jane Yan curled up her fingers in disgust, "Cheng Huan, why don't you die."

Cheng Huan looked at her calmly for a few seconds, then got up and went to the living room. When he came back a moment later, he held a knife in his hand, which was not long or short, and the blade was sharp.

Facing Jian Yan's eyes, he stabbed the knife edge into his chest calmly——