Mysterious level up! Shen Ye cries and begs for reconciliation again

Qi Yan: [Right away]

"Cough cough cough..."

"Mr. Qi, are you okay?" Zhong Chenjun asked carefully while standing aside.

"Ahem...it's okay."

Qi Yan stood in front of the sink with running water, and after a dry cough, the corners of his eyes turned slightly red.

She looked at the shocking marks on her fair neck in the mirror and frowned.

"You are so brave. You went to have tea with him even though you knew he had bad intentions. It's a miracle that you are still alive and well."

Zhong Chenjun couldn't help but sneer.

Duan Pengpu is a person who loves to play dirty tricks.

No matter how nice they are to you in public and how nice they say to you, they will stab you in the back quickly and hatefully.

He'd been fooled by that bastard.

"You should worry about those two people. I have destroyed them both."

Qi Yan was cleaning the blood off her fingers, which was left when she turned around and punched someone and broke his nose.

On the brink of life and death, she was a little overwhelmed.

"Tsk tsk, how terrifying! One person beat two strong men. Duan Pengbo would probably scare you to pee your pants."

He felt so happy when he thought of that man's miserable appearance.

"I didn't wet my pants, but I was pretty scared."

Qi Yan shook off the water droplets on his hands and brushed the purple bruises on his neck with his fingertips.

It couldn't be removed for the time being, luckily she was wearing a turtleneck sweater today to cover it up.

After unzipping the collar of her sweater and covering herself tightly, she looked in the mirror, trying her best to hide the scars, and sighed softly.

She never cared about these things before...

Those who were beaten by Qi Yan were being rescued or having their bones set. Duan Pengpu was held down by the police, huddled on the hospital bed with a pale face.

Qi Yan stepped over the mess on the floor, sat back on the sofa where she had nearly lost her life, and looked at him leisurely.

"Mr. Duan, why don't you smile? Weren't you very fond of smiling before?"

Duan Pengpu: “…”

He rubbed his sweaty hands and said, "Xiao Qi, I think there is some misunderstanding here..."

"Misunderstand?"

Qi Yan chewed over these two words, took out his cell phone, put it on the table, and pressed the play button.

A familiar voice sounded, echoing throughout the ward.

"...You must understand, right... He just wants you to die... Everything will be fine if you die... Use some strength!"

"Catch her quickly! What are you doing?"

What followed was a series of endless screams and loud collisions.

Qi Yan pressed the pause button and looked at him with the same smile as before.

"Minister Duan, I recorded it this time."

Duan Pengpu: “…”

When he raised his head again, the bitter look on his face disappeared completely, the fine lines at the corners of his eyes were wrinkled together, and he shook his head and sighed.

"You're so hard to kill."

Qi Yan tugged at his collar, stretched his neck, and agreed with him: "I think so too."

"..." Duan Pengyu choked, then he spread his hands and relaxed his brows, "I give up. I can't kill you."

"Please take me away." He stretched out his hand and waited for the police to handcuff him.

Qi Yan raised her hand and the police officer stopped his movements. Duan Pengpu saw all this and raised his eyebrows.

"What? Xiao Qi is planning to let me go?"

"You think too much," Qi Yan smiled, sliding his phone to bring up a new recording interface, "But you still have other options."

Duan Pengpu looked at her silently, his cloudy eyes flashing with a strange light.

……

There were noisy footsteps in the empty corridor, and the police officer followed Qi Yan.

"Take him back to the police station first and arrange for his discharge from the hospital tomorrow. I think he is in good spirits and should be able to stay in the detention center."

"Yes, won't you go back with us?"

Qi Yan stopped and adjusted his collar in front of the glass door of the hall. After confirming that everything was correct, he shook his head.

"No, you guys go back first, remember..." She paused, looked around and lowered her voice, "Don't take the fixed route back to the bureau."

"..." The police officer was stunned, and then quickly reacted, "I understand."

After giving the instructions, Qi Yan waved his hand and strode towards the parking lot.

If possible, she would like to sleep in the bureau for a few days and go back after the traces are gone, but her main task is to protect Shen Rao, and she cannot leave him for too long.

Qi Yan is weird.

This was the thought that inexplicably popped up in Shen Rao's mind after she got on the car, even though she seemed no different.

He was still in the meeting, and his peripheral vision had caught a glimpse of Qi Yan's raised collar for the third time.

The meeting ended very quickly. Rather than calling it a meeting, it was more like a consolation meeting for the expatriate leadership and branch companies, to summarize this year's work and plan for the company next year.

Turn off your computer and take off your headphones.

Shen Rao no longer concealed his gaze, stared at her neck and asked.

"Why did you take so long? And you were so slow in replying to messages."

"It took me some time to cooperate with the inquiry, and I didn't see your message." Qi Yan didn't even blink.

"Really?"

"Is this still false?"

Shen Rao glanced at her expressionless face suspiciously, and stretched out his slender fingers towards her, but they were caught before they touched her.

Qi Yan put down his hand, his expression normal, and spoke seriously.

"Don't do anything in the car."

"..."

Shen Rao felt that there was something fishy, ​​because her collar was clearly rolled up when she got off the car!

Qi Yan always dresses casually and doesn't pay attention to these details at all.

There must be a problem.

But he hesitated, sat up straight, and glanced at her, "What are you thinking about? I'm just helping you tidy up your hair. Your hair is messy."

"Oh, really?" Qi Yan didn't know whether to believe it or not. She casually smoothed her hair and asked him, "Is this okay?"

Shen Rao: “…Yeah.”

Today's trip ended, and the car drove into Jianganyuan Villa. The street lights and surveillance cameras a few hundred meters away from the entrance were being repaired.

Bedroom upstairs.

'Crack--'

Qi Yan, who was about to take off her clothes, paused while grabbing the hem of her clothes, and looked at Shen Rao in confusion, who lowered his head and came in to close the door.

"I need to change my clothes, you go out first."

"Is there anything I can't see?"

Shen Rao withdrew his hand from locking the door, walked slowly towards her, sat on the European-style sofa opposite the bed, and looked at her with his face tilted to the side.

"Change it."

"..."

Qi Yan sighed, picked up his clothes and prepared to go straight into the bathroom, but halfway through his walk, his wrist was grabbed and his eyes were spinning. When Qi Yan came to his senses, he was already pushed down on the sofa.

She blinked and said helplessly, "Get up, I'm going to take a shower."

"I'll help you take it off." Shen Rao pulled the hem of her clothes without saying a word.

She protected her clothes with one hand and stopped him with the other, "Stop it, I can take it off myself."

"Then take it off."

Shen Rao let her go, half-knelt on her waist, stared at her with his dark eyes, "Take it off, I won't do anything to you."

"..." Qi Yan's hands were shaking a little, and his eyes were wandering, "Isn't it a little too early?"

"Morning? You've seen me naked, why don't you say morning? Qi Yan, don't change the subject."

He knows this woman thoroughly and is an expert at diverting people's attention.

“……”Qi Yan didn’t dare to say anything.

"Will you take it off or not?" Shen Rao said in a low voice, with an obscure light flashing in his eyes.