"Not for you, but also for my mother."
Cheng Huan pressed her wish with both hands and kept her from leaving the chair for half a minute. His condescending cold eyes were full of forest light. "You dare to come to my house and threaten me with my mother. Make a wish. Make a wish. You're really powerful."
"The powerful person is you. You are paranoid, arbitrary and selfish. You have never considered anything but yourself. You have never considered anything for others. Even if you have half a conscience, you can't do these things!" Make a wish, squint and sneer.
Cheng Huan's eyes are cold.
Jane Yan's threat didn't work at all. She was angry and angry. The mess in her heart seemed to be pierced by someone. The pain was engraved on her heart and soul, and she died and lived. At this time, it doesn't matter what else she has to take into account
Jian Yan's eyes sank and she was completely desperate. The pen in her hand poked directly into her neck. With a warm liquid gushing out, Cheng Huan was suddenly stunned.
"Ah Yan!"
Making a wish surprised him. At the same time, he took the opportunity to push Cheng Huan away and rushed to Jian Yan with vigorous steps.
Cheng Huan also rushed over at this time, picked up Jane Yan with one hand and pressed the wound on her Bo's neck, "Why are you so stupid."
The wound is not big. After all, the pen is not a weapon. Even if Jane Yan is cruel, she just pierced a small hole.
Unfortunately, this slender, tender and white neck must be scarred in the future.
Wishing to look at Jian Yan, who was pale, was distressed and didn't know what to do, "ah Yan..."
"It's all because of you!" Cheng Huan glared fiercely and made a wish, "if you don't come, nothing will happen. You have to stir it up!"
"Shut up, you don't have the right to make a wish..." Jian Yan endured the pain and pushed Cheng Huan away with her remaining strength. "She is really helping me, and you? You..."
Jane Yan can't go on. Her mind is too confused and her heart hurts too much.
Too much truth and too much right and wrong. No matter what she said, Cheng Huan couldn't listen. She had nothing to say to this person for a long time.
"Stop talking. Let's go to the hospital." Wishing to hold Jane Yan and try to help her stand up, "it's all right. There will be me in the future. Come with me. Ah Yan, he can't do anything to you and your uncle. Believe me."
Jane Yan's lip flap trembled and wanted to say a lot, but the wound was too painful and hindered her voice.
Cheng Huan stopped in front of them with long legs and made a wish coldly. "You can go alone. Ah Yan must stay."
This is his last bottom line.
Wishing to ignore this, he just glanced at him with an impatient eyebrow, "good dog, get out of the way, get away!"
"Make a wish!"
"Cheng Huan!"
"Make, make a wish..." Jian Yanqiang looked at the wish and said in a faint voice, "you go, I'm not, I'm fine..."
"No, ah Yan..."
Without letting her wish go on, Jane Yan hurriedly said, "really don't... Don't bother about me. It's not a matter for me, and don't embarrass his mother. It's my bad luck to meet this madman, which has nothing to do with others."
Cheng Huan's eyes darkened as he listened to these.
Wishing understands that Jian Yan is too soft hearted and kind-hearted. However, if she doesn't bother others, Jian Yan never asks for help. Her feelings have become like this. She is ashamed of her parents and everyone around her. How can Jian Yan be kind enough to ask wishing to help again, especially Cheng Huan
The more Jane Yan is like this, the more painful it is to make a wish.
Jane Yan looked away and almost didn't dare to make a wish again, but insisted, "really, really leave me alone, wish, I'm sorry..."
Make a wish, close your eyes, sigh bitterly, look at Cheng Huan again with a tired face, and leave a sentence, "this matter is not over." He got up and walked out.
When only Cheng Huan and Jian Yan were left in the room, Cheng Huan took her to the bedroom and turned to get the medicine box.
He just looked at the wound. The wound surface is not large and the amount of bleeding is a little large, but the position deviates from the main artery and will not cause fatal injury.
Jane Yan said nothing.
The room was silent.
Silence cuts their hearts and ravages each other's nerves.
Cheng Huan takes the medicine box to treat her wound. Jian Yan sits up, pulls the alcohol cotton, directly wipes the wound three or two times, sprays some Yunnan Baiyao and wraps a bandage.
Cheng Huan looked at her every move. Jian Yan's indifferent eyes were no longer shiny and desolate.
After a long silence, Jian Yan broke the silence. "I won't interfere with you whether you are married or divorced, and it has nothing to do with me. You want me to stay, be a plaything or love, whatever you want, but if you dare to touch my father and make a wish, Cheng Huan --"
"I'll kill you."
With the coldest voice, Jane Yan said the most painful cruel words.
"I can't fight you. I have no power and no power. It's such a small company. The money in my hand is nothing compared with you, but I still have a life. You've forced me to die without fear. If you're not afraid of death, try it."
Cheng Huan looked at Jian Yan with shock and coldness. The thick in his eyes was difficult to melt away. Finally, he smiled. He smiled miserably and bitterly, "OK, ah Yan, as long as you stay with me, I'll let everyone go."
Jane Yan stopped looking at him completely.
They said nothing to each other, and the bitterness spread in their hearts was enough to drown them.
As soon as I came out of the apartment, I received a call from Xiao sin.
"Xu Dong, do you want to do it now?" Xiao sin has been waiting to hit.
Wishing a headache, he leaned back in the car seat and rubbed his head wearily. "Don't use it for the time being, but the people sent can't withdraw."
Cheng Huan's madness is far beyond her imagination.
"Tie away" aunt Cheng can really contain Cheng Huan, but what should Jane Yan and uncle Jane do? Cheng Huan can do this because Jian Yan still has a trace of affection for him. He brazenly threatens him and plays with him without hesitation. In case he really doesn't care about Jian Yan's life or death, he can really do anything... Make a wish and don't do anything uncertain.
She told Xiao sin a few more words. Just after receiving the line, another phone call came in.
To tell you the truth, wishing is a little surprised when you see the call.
Since the second divorce, she has no contact with her left family.
How could master Zuo contact her at this time
I couldn't find my thoughts. I had to answer the phone first. At the same time, I made a wish and started the car to drive out of the community.
"Grandpa Zuo."
"Wish wish, I haven't seen you for a long time. I heard you've returned home. How are you recently?"
Old man Zuo had a gentle voice, chatted with her and slowly leaned on the key point, "well, actually, it's not a big deal. Grandpa was a little embarrassed to talk to you. That's it..."
Old man Zuo has been in the army for a lifetime. He has a clear conscience in what he does. He is on the right path. He always says what he does when he does things. When has he been so hesitant?
Wishing to take a deep breath, she guessed about it in her heart. She directly pointed out, "Grandpa, what's the matter with Zuo Zhan?"
With the word "you", the old man was silent immediately.
After a short pause, the old man immediately said, "it's all right. He's all right. It's late. You have a rest early. I'll go fishing with Lao Qi in two days."
After hanging up the phone, the old man was angry and didn't call, "look at your good son! There are so many adults. My daughter-in-law can't understand it, and let my parents worry about it. Let a bad old man of my age give me face. I really..."
Mr. Zuo got stuck in his throat listening to his father's scolding.
Mrs. Zuo also lowered her head silently.
"Hey, isn't this to have a grandson? Otherwise, you'll be upset by this careless goods, which would have killed your father long ago." Mr. Zuo advised.
Unexpectedly, this sentence directly stabbed the old man's lung tube, and his face became even more ugly. "Sheng Sheng, he's still single in his thirties. How can he live? What can he live with? A good daughter-in-law will know that he's guilty all day if he doesn't have it!"
Mr. Zuo, "..."
The more he thought about it, the more angry he became. He simply brushed his sleeve and left.
Mr. Zuo sighed and thought of something. Then he looked up at Mrs. Zuo.
Mrs. Zuo seemed to have a hunch and immediately said, "don't look at me. I'm too old to have a baby. I'm going to have a grandson and find your son."
Mr. Zuo, who was offended by this sentence, was speechless and rubbed his hair impatiently. "Smelly boy, let him die. No one is allowed to care about him!"