The sky was getting darker, but Song Xiang's heart couldn't calm down.
The information Lan Jingyu gave her was very detailed, including the reasons why Song Yang committed the murder.
The other party was Song Yang's co-worker. He defrauded Song Yang of all his savings on the pretext of doing business together. Song Yang was not angry and killed him in anger.
After Song Yang escaped, he was beaten to death in a remote town.
For many years afterwards, Xu Shuyan sent money to the other party out of guilt. She was just kind-hearted, but unexpectedly she was blackmailed by the other party.
Too many things filled my mind at once, I had a splitting headache, and the air in the room seemed to be thin.
Taking advantage of Shun Han to take a shower, she walked out of the door and went to the surrounding area to get some fresh air. There were people following her.
As I walked, I started to reminisce in my mind. Scene after scene, they were all grievances from childhood to adulthood.
I reached the road unknowingly, walked out in a daze, and just glanced at the nearby cars.
Suddenly! A bright light came over.
"Miss Song!!"
Screeching brakes.
White light flashed before his eyes, his vision was instantly deprived, and he fell heavily to the ground!
It was as if his soul had been sucked away, and the surrounding sounds were taken away to another time and space.
"Fuck! If you want to die, don't hurt anyone!"
The driver got out of the car and cursed loudly. Seeing that Song Xiang was a girl, he wanted to step forward and say a few words. Unexpectedly, five or six fierce-looking men walked quickly from the opposite side, which scared him and shut up quickly.
Song Xiang sat on the ground, and it took a long time before she remembered to take a breath, raised her head, faced the strong headlights, and slowly raised her hands.
"Call Mr. Yan quickly!"
"Miss Song, are you okay?"
"Call an ambulance!"
"I didn't hit her, there's no need..."
Song Xiang was completely frightened by the noise around him and felt no pain at all.
The bodyguards did not dare to touch her and could only stand in a circle around her.
Within five minutes, Song Xiang saw Yan Yanhan walking towards the opposite side through two or three people.
She raised her heart and wanted to remind him not to walk too fast.
Before she could speak, Yan Han had already pushed the bodyguard away and his eyes fell on Song Xiang. His eyes were full of blood red.
"Stern cold..."
The roars and reproaches were already on his lips, but upon hearing her voice, they all turned sour.
I had no choice but to pick him up and sit on the flower bed on the side of the road.
"Speak, where does it hurt?"
Song Xiang shook his head, "It's okay, he didn't hit me."
"Look, I just said no..." The driver wanted to interrupt, but when he met the stern and cold gaze, he quickly shut up.
Song Xiang pulled Yan Han's sleeve and said, "I didn't look at the road. I don't blame anyone else. Just let him go."
Yan Han frowned and raised his head to signal the bodyguard to let go.
When the driver saw this, he quickly climbed into the car and left quickly.
At night, there are few cars around and it is very quiet.
The bodyguards all stood on the opposite side or behind the flower bed knowingly.
Song Xiang looked up at Yan Han and realized that his hair was wet, his shirt was buttoned incorrectly, and he didn't even wear socks on his feet.
"I was just..."
"It's okay." Yan Han sat down next to her, breathed a heavy sigh of relief, hugged her into his arms, and finally felt relieved. He closed his eyes and said, "I'm right here."
Song Xiang sniffed, raised her hand to help him unbutton the wrong buttons, and buttoned them again one by one.
They hugged each other without saying a word.
Suddenly, the bodyguard from the opposite side came out, seemed to have caught someone, and brought him directly in front of them.