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Chapter 710 Angry at her

They were silent with each other all the way to the villa.

Song Xiang could feel that Yan Han was angry like never before.

She wanted to speak, but couldn't find the right opportunity.

When they arrived at the villa, all the vehicles following them had disappeared, followed by the Yan family's own people.

As soon as the door opened, Yan Han suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her out of the car.

He strode inside, forcing her to jog to keep up.

My wrist hurt so much that I could only grit my teeth and endure it.

It was her fault in the first place...

"Master?"

When he arrived at the door, the housekeeper was frightened when he saw Yan Han's face.

"Let them all get out, and no one is allowed to come near the main house!"

"yes……"

The servants were all kicked out, and Song Xiang was pulled upstairs by Yan Han. Looking at the slowly empty building, she felt a little scared.

I organized the words in my heart, but found that my brain was in chaos and I couldn't explain it at all.

Yan Han kicked open the bedroom door, pulled her in hard, and threw her on the sofa.

Before Song Xiang had time to relax, he had already come over and held her neck with one hand.

Although it was not difficult for her to breathe, she had no room to move.

"Stern cold..."

"Don't call me!" the man growled.

Song Xiang pursed his lips and really shut up.

Yan Han is really hot, her mouth is too tough, and she can't open her mouth no matter what.

"If something goes wrong, don't tell me, go find Lan Jingyu!"

"How many opportunities have I given you in the past two days? As long as you ask, what can't I do for you?!"

"If you have to come to this moment, let me catch you. Your face will look better?!"

Song Xiang opened his eyes, his voice stuck in his throat, and when he yelled like this, two tears fell down his face.

After holding it in for a long time, I finally managed to squeeze out the sound.

"Tell you what, my father is a murderer, you know that, right?"

"Or should I inform you that you are very unlucky. Your glorious career of more than twenty years will finally have a stain that cannot be ignored?"

Yan Han held her down and listened to her finish these two sentences, his eyes turned red with anger.

How was he going to explain to her that what he wanted was her as a person and it had nothing to do with whose daughter she was.

not to mention……

Those couple are not her parents at all!

"I don't care whose daughter you are!"

"I care."

silence.

Yan Han closed his eyes, suddenly let go of her, raised his hand and smashed a vase next to him.

There was a bang, which made Song Xiang tremble.

The broken vase was not enough, so I had nowhere to vent my anger, so I could only vent my anger on the things at hand.

There were sounds one after another, and before long, half of the furnishings in the room were useless.

However, no matter how angry he was, he didn't move a hair on Song Xiang's head.

When he was tired of beating her, he sat next to her and put his elbows on his knees.

"Besides this, is there anything else?"

Song Xiang stood up and lowered his head, "No more."

"Think carefully!"

Song Xiang bit his lip.

Yan Han's back was turned to her and he really didn't dare to turn around. When he saw her tears, he felt soft-hearted.

I sent her a message during the day, hoping that she would figure it out halfway through, have a showdown with him, and let him handle the matter.

Unexpectedly, it was no use, so she changed her clothes and got into Lan Jingyu's car.

Song Xiang lowered his head and thought for a long time.

"It's really gone."

"What did you promise me the day after you came back from Linhai City?" Yan Han asked her.

Song Xiang swallowed harder.

"say!"

"I can't hide anything from you..."


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