Chapter 878 I don't want to entangle with you anymore
"I made it clear, it's up to you to believe it or not."
"You haven't explained it for twenty years, and you suddenly explained it today. Do you think I will believe that you discovered it because of your conscience?" Yan Zhicheng was beaten by An Xuyue, and he could still confront Rong Boye at the same time.
Rong Boye turned his back to him, exhausted, and raised his head to feel the cold moonlight.
"I'm getting older and I don't want to tangle with you anymore."
He turned around, glanced at An Xuyue, and said, "Follow him."
"Ah?" An Xuyue was stunned for a moment.
"Move away from my car." Rong Boye said in a different way.
An Xuyue pouted, stood up from Yan Zhicheng's arms, and moved to the side aggrievedly.
Rong Boye really didn't want to get involved with them, so he walked to the front with difficulty, drove and left.
"Crazy!" An Xuyue cursed and glared at the people around her, "You too!"
Yan Zhicheng's mind was filled with Rong Boye's words, and he pulled the people around him into the car, completely ignoring An Xuyue's life struggle.
"What did you say? I didn't hear it clearly just now. Please repeat it to me!"
He was stuffed into the back seat again, and still struggling, he grabbed the seat and grabbed Yan Zhicheng's neck.
Yan Zhencheng allowed her to fuss, then suddenly grabbed her wrist coldly.
"An Xuyue."
"what!"
"I'll ask you one last time, whether that time in Amsterdam was true or false."
An Xuyue stopped her movements and withdrew her hand forcefully.
"Really! It's all true! Not only did I sleep with him, I slept with him often! Even Xiao Yan is not yours, he should be called Xiao Rong!"
"An Xuyue!!!"
A loud roar made An Xuyue shrink his shoulders in fright, and he hid behind him.
"No...no, Xiao Yan is yours..." She changed her words.
Yan Zhicheng grabbed the steering wheel and had a splitting headache. He leaned over half of his body and seemed to be in pain.
An Xuyue was a little surprised. They had been having trouble for twenty years and they had never seen him like this.
She pursed her lips and did not dare to speak.
Yan Zhicheng closed his eyes, and what Rong Boye said flashed through his mind. He also thought back to so many years of tormenting each other, and when he dreamed back at midnight, it was Nan Qing's face again.
Those who love cannot love deeply, and those who are ashamed cannot make up for it.
"Yan...Yan Zhicheng?"
An Xuyue was a little unsure, so she quietly approached him and pinched a strand of his hair with her fingers, "Are you pretending to be dead?"
"If I die one day, it will be half of your fault." came the hoarse voice.
An Xuyue groaned, lying on his back seat, her eyes falling on his hair.
Under the light, you can vaguely see that there are two silver threads in a piece of black hair.
She suddenly realized that she had been entangled with him for half her life and wasted her best years.
His eyes were hot, his chin rested on his arms, and he remained silent.
His voice came again, and it was the same question just now, "Answer me..."
An Xuyue gritted her teeth, and suddenly she couldn't say the answer she had been giving for twelve years.
In the car, there was dead silence.
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"Mr. Rong helped your mother kidnap you?"
Song Xiang sat next to Yan Han, her first reaction was that it was impossible, she shook her head vigorously, "Did you think wrong?"
Yan Han pulled a face, put one hand around her waist, and pulled her into his arms.
"Without him, I would have grown up in a normal family."
Song Xiang bit her lip, her mind was in a mess. She intuitively felt that Rong Boye was not someone who would interfere with other people's families, but when it came to Yan Han, she had to stand by his side.