An Tingnuan's voice became hoarse from crying, and Xiao Rui hugged her into her arms sadly: "Don't cry, I will announce our wedding date tomorrow. From now on, you will be my legitimate fiancée, Xiao Rui, and no one can bully you."
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An Tingnuan choked and nodded.
Xiao Rui took out a tissue to wipe her tears and heard An Tingnuan hiss again.
"What's wrong with your face?" Xiao Rui could feel An Tingnuan's face was swollen through the tissue, and he quickly moved her hair away to take a look.
"Don't look at it." An Tingnuan covered her cheek: "It's ugly."
Xiao Rui was unwilling and forcefully opened her hand. He suddenly saw that half of An Tingnuan's cheeks were swollen, and there were clear slap marks on her fair cheeks. Even a fool could tell that An Tingnuan had been beaten before.
A slap in the face.
"Who hit me?" Xiao Rui's face was full of anger.
An Tingnuan bit her lip and refused to say anything, tears streaming down her face: "Brother Rui, please stop asking. I beg you, please stop asking."
"Is your dad right?" Xiao Rui thought with his toes and knew who would dare to hit An Tingnuan except An Boyuan.
An Tingnuan shook his head and denied: "No, it's not my dad."
"You don't have to deny it for him. Why did he hit you? Because you interceded for Yang Xi?" Xiao Rui asked with a cold face.
An Tingnuan refused to say anything. She hugged Xiao Rui and cried, "Brother Rui, please stop asking. I beg you, don't ask anything. It's my fault in the first place. I shouldn't make him angry."
"You..." Xiao Rui was a little angry: "You don't have to compromise. Even if he is your father, he can't hit you casually."
An Tingnuan shook his head: "Stop talking, Brother Rui, stop talking. I just want you to hold me now. Only with you can I feel safe and warm. Brother Rui, will you protect me like this for the rest of your life?"
"Of course, you are my future wife." Xiao Rui hugged her tightly. "Then you promise me not to leave me, never leave me, no matter what the circumstances, never let go of my hand.
Except for you, no one really loves me. My mother only loves my father, and my father only loves my sister. No one loves me." An Ting
Nuan cried miserably.
"I promise you that I will never leave you or let go of your hand. I will protect you and love you no matter what." Xiao Rui solemnly promised.
An Tingnuan was so moved that she cried. Her face was buried in his chest. He could only hear her heart-warming and loving cries, but he couldn't see clearly the calculation and haze in her eyes.
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Yang Xi returned home feeling tired and embarrassed. The first thing she did when she got home was to go to the bedroom and find a bottle of medicine. She poured two pills out of it and threw them into her mouth, swallowing them with the water she poured last night.
After taking the medicine, she threw herself on the bed, closed her eyes, and waited for the effect of the medicine to calm down her emotions little by little. After half an hour, she opened her eyes again, and the vision in her eyes was clear.
many.
She took out her phone and opened a chat software. There was only one contact in the software. She clicked on the lonely friend's avatar and sent a message to it.
Yang Xi: Are you there?
Sona: Yes.
Yang Xi: I only have three pills left. Where are the pills you sent me?
Sona: That medicine is contraband in China. It’s a bit troublesome to bring it back. It should arrive in the next two days. You can just go to Cheng Ming Law Firm to get it. I asked a friend to bring it back to you.
Yang Xi: Do you still have lawyer friends in China? Does Ting Nuan know about them?
Sona: He is my classmate at Oxford University. Don’t worry, he doesn’t know my past.
Yang Xi: That’s good.
Sona: Are you okay? I just saw the domestic news.
Yang Xi: As expected, you are always paying attention to domestic affairs.
Sona was silent.
Yang Xi: I was fired from An's Group. Next, I need to find a powerful lawyer to help me fight a lawsuit against An Zhisu. I can't lose the lawsuit again.
Sona: Maybe I can help you with this.
Yang Xi: How can you help me when you are far away in England?
Sona: I can recommend you a reliable lawyer.
Yang Xi: Is he that friend of yours?
Sona: Yes, he is an outstanding graduate of the Law Department of Oxford University. He once worked for Linklaters in the UK. He returned to China to start his own business last year. He has outstanding abilities. You can contact him.
Yang Xi: Okay, thank you.
Sona: You're welcome. It's late in China now. I'll have a phone call with Cheng Ming tomorrow and you can go find him later.
Yang Xi: Well, good night.
Sona: Good night.
After exiting the chat software, Yang Xi closed her eyes again.
An Zhisu, I will not lose. Five years ago, I had nothing and could defeat you. Now, I have everything, and you are even less likely to have a chance to stand up.
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Lantingju.
It was already midnight, and a cat-like figure walked up from the first floor of the basement and groped into the kitchen in the dark, looking for something edible like a thief.
Snap!
Suddenly, a dazzling light shone down from the top of his head. It was so dazzling that he subconsciously raised his hand to block his eyes. It took him a while to adjust to the light and looked toward the kitchen door.
Ye Lancheng leaned against the door frame expressionlessly, staring at the people in the kitchen indifferently: "Are you hungry?"
The young man was like a child who was caught red-handed for doing something bad. He scratched his head in embarrassment and shouted nervously: "Brother."
Ye Lancheng didn't answer him and walked in to open the refrigerator.
The young man stepped back and watched carefully as he prepared food for himself.
Ye Lancheng cooked pork ribs noodles for him using the ready-made pork rib soup, and also cracked two poached eggs. The boiled portion was quite large, and was served in a soup basin filled with dry food.
The young man ate it unceremoniously, not forgetting to flatter him: "Brother, the pork ribs noodles you made are still so delicious. I dreamed of eating the noodles you made when I was in the army."
Ye Lancheng looked at him expressionlessly: "On a mission or something?"
Ye Lancheng has never been a person who wants to save someone at the sight of death. If this person is not his cousin, he will at most give him a 120 when he sees him, and will never take the risk of taking him home for treatment.
"Can I not say it?" The young man was a little embarrassed.
Ye Lancheng knocked on the table: "Cheng Haoran, you almost died tonight."
The young man was called by Ye Lancheng's name and lowered his head: "Brother, this is confidential. I am a soldier and I signed a confidentiality agreement. I can't tell."
Ye Lancheng was silent for three seconds, raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows: "Eat."
Cheng Haoran felt as if he had been granted amnesty and began to eat with great gulps.
He finished the large bowl of noodles in three strokes and divided it into two. Not even a drop of soup was left. There was only a pile of bones left on the table. Cheng Haoran wiped his mouth with unsatisfied thoughts: "It's delicious!"
"Do you still want to eat?" Ye Lancheng asked.
"If you don't want to eat, don't eat." Cheng Haoran patted his belly and stood up: "Brother, I'm leaving. I can't stay here any longer."
Ye Lancheng did not leave him alone, and casually said an 11-digit phone number: "Remember this number. If you are in danger, call him and he will save you." Cheng Haoran is extremely sensitive to numbers and has an excellent memory. Ye Lancheng said