An Ran sneered and asked He Yifeng: "Excuse me, Mr. He, what kind of woman am I?"
He Yifeng seemed to be waiting for her to ask this question, and immediately replied: "Of course she is an irregular woman, a woman who makes a living by selling money..."
"Keep your mouth clean!" An Ran said angrily.
"Ha," He Yifeng smiled sarcastically: "If you are afraid that others will say you are unclean, first ask yourself if the things you have done are clean!"
An Ran stopped talking nonsense to him, turned around and went to find a chair to carry over.
He Yifeng had suffered from her, and the ridicule on his face suddenly disappeared, as if he were facing a formidable enemy: "An Anran, you...you still dare to do it...I'm not afraid of you, I just don't bother to do anything to women!"
An Ran didn't listen to him and insisted on throwing the chair to his head. Fortunately, his colleagues stopped him.
President Xu quickly came over and scolded He Yifeng: "What's the matter with you! Can't you remember why you were fired last time? You dare to do something to An Ran, you don't know life and death! Don't think that your sister can do whatever you want when she becomes Master Nie's woman.
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An Ran couldn't listen anymore, so she threw the chair in her hand onto He Yifeng's feet.
"Ouch!" He Yifeng kept jumping with one foot in his arms.
He Wenwen seemed to be frightened and cried loudly, begging: "An Ran, if you hate me for taking away Master Nie's favor, just come to me and don't do anything to my brother! He has no bad intentions, he just talks.
A bit straight, if he offended you unintentionally, I apologize on his behalf, please..."
"Pa!" An Ran slapped her. In the silence, she only said one sentence to her: "This slap is the price you paid for causing me to lose my job!"
After that, she turned around and left without looking back.
An Ran walked out of the orchestra and heard another buzzing discussion behind her. Her steps did not stop at all, knowing that she would never be able to return to work in the orchestra.
She was in a terrible mood. After getting in the car, she only said "drive" to Lao Ma, and then she no longer had any energy left.
As the car drove by, she stared blankly at the traffic outside the window, feeling that her chest was so tight that she could hardly breathe.
Bao Yuanqing called and An Ran hung up.
After a while, Lao Ma also received a call. "...Okay sir, I will return to Longfor Villa now."
An Ran's eyes moved, realizing that it might be Bao Yuanqing who told Nie Qingyu what happened in the band.
A wry smile appeared on the corner of her lips. She still remembered that when she was newly divorced, Bao Yuanqing was the most fiercely opposed to her getting back together with Nie Qingyu. But now, Bao Yuanqing has become a camera placed by Nie Qingyu around her.
This is Nie Qingyu's ability. As long as he wants to, he can always find a way to take advantage of anyone's weakness to achieve whatever goal he wants.
She never seems to win when competing with this man.
Lao Ma drove back to Longfor Manor, and when An Ran got out of the car, Nie Qingyu was already waiting there.
An Ran's steps didn't stop when she passed by him, as if she didn't see him.
"Stop!" Nie Qingyu shouted coldly.
An Ran became stubborn and ignored him.
The next second, Nie Qingyu took action.
An Ran knew his tactics: give her a verbal warning first, and if she didn't obey, he would take action next.
There was no room for her to resist, so she was restrained by him.
An Ran fell into his arms, but did not continue to struggle. She knew that all her resistance in front of him was in vain. She opened her angry eyes and asked the man angrily: "You put He Wenwen in the orchestra to trouble me.
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Does he have to take away what little dignity and freedom she has?
Nie Qingyu frowned, a look of anger flashed through his deep black eyes, and he denied in a cold voice: "I want to tease you, but it takes so much trouble!"
"It's not you!" An Ran's anger did not calm down because of his denial. On the contrary, she became more and more angry. "If you hadn't hooked up and provoked He Wenwen, how could she deliberately go to the orchestra to target me!"
She became very angry when she thought about the strange looks her colleagues gave her, especially when the child in her belly was misunderstood as an illegitimate child. She almost had the urge to slap someone in the face.
Nie Qingyu didn't feel guilty at all. On the contrary, he sneered coldly and confidently: "He Wenwen targeted you because of He Yifeng! It seems that you provoked He Yifeng first and got into all this trouble. It's your own fault!"
Very good, this man has also learned to take the blame!
An Ran had nowhere to vent her anger, so she lowered her head and bit his big hand that was holding her.
"An Ran, are you a dog?" Nie Qingyu didn't expect that she would bite someone.
"Let me go! I want a divorce!" An Ran was about to get angry and couldn't calm down. "I want to divorce you!"
She couldn't forgive the shame he had brought to her! Even if she knew there was something wrong with his brain, she had had enough!
"Aren't you crazy enough?" Nie Qingyu simply picked her up by the waist and scolded her coldly: "If you dare to hurt the child, I will kill you!"
With the bodyguards watching, An Ran was carried into the villa by Nie Qingyu.
Nie Qingyu hugged her and sat on the sofa, and ordered Mrs. Liu to make her stomach-nourishing tea.
"I won't drink, and I won't eat either! If you don't get a divorce, I will go on a hunger strike..." An Ran trembled with rage when she thought of the humiliation she had suffered, and her resentment towards the man deepened.
The more hurt she experiences, the more completely her heart will die.
Every pain, every shame, every humiliation was brought to her by this man!
Mrs. Liu brought over hot stomach-nourishing tea and put it on the coffee table.
Nie Qingyu held An Ran with one hand, picked up the tea with the other, and tasted the temperature for himself.
"Don't do this!" An Ran was heartbroken and finally couldn't help crying: "Don't think that if you give me a sweet date, I will forget everything! It's all because of you that the baby was misunderstood before he was born.
It's an illegitimate child! You are not a qualified father, you are not worthy to be his father...ah!"
Her wrist hurt, as if it was about to be pinched off.
Nie Qingyu put down the teacup, stared at her with dangerously narrowed eyes, and said in an uncertain tone, "Who do you think is worthy of being his father?"
An Ran stopped talking and just suppressed her cries of grievance.
This kind of silent sobbing hurts the body the most. Seeing her choking from crying, Nie Qingyu became agitated. "It's not over, isn't it?"
"I...I want to vomit..." An Ran started retching after finishing speaking.
Nie Qingyu quickly hugged her and stood up, supporting her with one hand and patting her back gently with the other.
An Ran spat twice into the spittoon that Mrs. Liu brought over, rinsed her mouth again, and lay limply in Nie Qingyu's arms, panting.
Nie Qingyu looked very unhappy. He called Ah Hao over and asked in an annoyed tone: "How long has He Yifeng been in the hospital last time?"
Ah Hao thought about it carefully and replied: "One month."
"Ha, he jumped out and jumped around just after he was discharged from the hospital. It seems that the beating was too gentle." Nie Qingyu suppressed his anger and ordered in a cold voice: "Let him stay in the hospital for three months this time."
"Yes." Ahao responded.
"Wait a minute," Nie Qingyu looked at the pale and paper-white face of the woman in his arms, and couldn't help but say with anger: "Ask He Wenwen, who gave her the courage to be so presumptuous! Ask President Xu again, he dared to let it go
If Wenwen bullies An Ran, the president will not want to do it!"
Ah Hao glanced at him and said slowly: "I have asked people to bring them all over. If you have anything you want to ask, sir, you can ask it yourself."