The beauty god is forced to love every day

Yan Qing was wearing a neat white suit, his eyes were deep and cold, like the twinkling cold stars in the night sky, he walked forward calmly.

His steps were steady and powerful, and every step seemed to carry an invisible sense of oppression. A single look was enough to make the gangster unable to move.

He walked straight towards Jin Zeyan. The air around them seemed to freeze in an instant. He spoke in a low voice with a chill, "Where are you hurt?"

Jin Zeyan was slightly stunned, shook his sore wrist, and shook his head, "No."

Seeing that Yan Qing was about to pass him, he quickly reached out to pull Yan Qing's arm, "Brother Qing, it's very dangerous, just wait for the police to come."

He stretched out his hand but grabbed nothing. He couldn't help but be dazed for a moment. He had clearly caught it. When he raised his eyes, he saw Yan Qing was already in front of him.

Yan Qing rushed out like lightning, and his fist hit the leading gangster accurately with a whistling sound.

The gangster didn't have time to react before he was knocked out by a punch. He fell heavily to the ground, groaning in pain.

Yan Qing's slightly narrowed eyes flashed with a cold light, and a cold aura instantly spread, "You touched someone you shouldn't have touched, you deserve to die!"

Upon seeing this, the other thugs roared and rushed towards Yan Qing. Yan Qing showed no fear, and moved flexibly, and each of his attacks was accurate and effective.

The hooligans had no power to fight back against Yan Qing and could only run away in panic. After a while, they were beaten black and blue and lay on the ground.

Yan Qing straightened his slightly wrinkled suit, his eyes still stern, "Lin Chen, stay and deal with the police, and arrange a place for this lady."

"Contact me if you have any questions."

"Yes, boss." Lin Chen swallowed subconsciously. The boss, who was extremely calm, was obviously angry.

After Yan Qing finished giving the order, he reached out and grabbed Jin Zeyan, stuffed him into the car, started the car and drove away.

Xia Wanyou in the dark was stunned and had other thoughts in his mind. This was Jinhua's CEO, the one who wanted to take advantage of her in the previous life.

Why didn’t I realize how handsome he was in my previous life? If I had known this would happen, I would have just let him take advantage of me and avoided taking the wrong path.

I really didn't know what was good for me in my previous life.

The car was parked as close to the crew as possible. Yan Qing got out of the car and turned to look at Jin Zeyan.

"get off."

"Oh!"

Jin Zeyan got out of the car swiftly and followed Yan Qing. He felt as if he had made Brother Qing angry, but he didn't know why he was angry.

The office door was pushed open with great force, hit the wall and bounced back, then was pushed open again by Yan Qing.

Jin Zeyan reached out to hold the door and closed it tightly. Then he looked at the person sitting on the sofa smoking and walked over carefully.

"Brother Qing, I'm angry."

Yan Qing slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, narrowed her eyes with a cold light, and spoke slowly, "Jin Zeyan, you are really capable!"

"How come they didn't beat you to death when I took on five thugs alone? Your mediocre Kung Fu must have been taught by the martial arts instructor on the set!"

"You're trying to imitate others in saving beautiful girls. You're really capable!"

The sarcastic words were mixed with thorny concern, which made Jin Zeyan feel a little sad, and his black eyes were dull.

"I know, but if I don't go, the girl will be bullied, which will be fatal to her. If I go, the worst that can happen is a beating."

"It will get better, but the pain in the heart is permanent and hard to heal. I don't want her life to be ruined like this."

Yan Qing was so angry that she laughed. She remembered that this part was glossed over in the plot, and it was only said that the patient would be hospitalized for a month. It was conceivable how serious the case had to be before he would be discharged from the hospital for a month.

When he found out, he came straight away before the meeting even started and watched Jin Zeyan being beaten without any defense.

He wanted to use his divine power to crush those people to death, but he couldn't, because he had no right to deprive others of their lives.

Not even if he is God.

The corner of his mouth curled up into a sneer, "There are many ways, but you can choose the dumbest one, the one that is most likely to hurt yourself."

"What would you have done if I hadn't come? Would you have been beaten half to death, or would you have failed to avoid the tragedy, or...?"

He couldn't say the latter possibility. He had never been shy about it before, but when he had something he cared about, he started to be cautious.

After all, what God says always carries some truth.

Jin Zeyan felt very aggrieved by Yan Qing's sarcastic tone. He had clearly done a good thing, but in the mouth of the person he loved it was a stupid and bad thing, not worthy of praise.

I decided to just give up and say, "So what? If I don't do it, I'll regret it for the rest of my life. If I do it, I won't regret it. Even if it happens again, I'll still do the same thing."

"Even if I die, I don't have to fear. I......"

Before he could say anything, he felt a pain in his knees and knelt forward, directly in front of Yan Qing.

An icy voice sounded, "Jin! Ze! Yan!"

Before he could react, a pair of red-soled leather shoes stepped on his knees, forcing him to be unable to get up.

His chin was pinched, which hurt a little. He clenched his fists tightly, but when he met those angry eyes, he was instantly defeated.

He also realized that his asshole remarks were simply irresponsible.

Both of them were silent, and no one spoke.

The cigarette between Yan Qing's fingers had accumulated ash due to time, and he subconsciously moved his thumb.

Carrying a faint spark that suddenly dimmed, it fell on Jin Zeyan's collarbone, where the skin was broken and exposed on his face. He trembled slightly from the burn.

His brows furrowed slightly because of the pain, but no sound came out.

Yan Qing looked down at Jin Zeyan's expression, pursed her lips, and put out the cigarette in the ashtray.

He removed the red-soled leather shoes from his black suit pants, reached out to brush off the dust on them, and buttoned Jin Zeyan's open collar to the top.

"Go ahead! I'll calm down for a while. I'll have Assistant Lin bring the food to you in the lounge."

As he said that, he stood up, straightened his clothes, and turned to walk towards the desk.

Jin Zeyan looked at Yan Qing's back and felt an inexplicable pain in his heart. He felt very painful and aggrieved, and bit his lip.

Yan Qing did not turn around when he heard the noise behind him. He felt uncomfortable, but the words he said now were hurtful.

He wanted to calm down before talking to Jin Zeyan.

Suddenly, someone hugged me tightly from behind, and a trembling voice rang in my ears, "I'm sorry, I didn't think it through."

"I shouldn't have said such stupid things. I was stupid, but I feel really wronged. I think I did a good thing."

"I want your approval and praise. I feel sad when you deny and ridicule me, so I speak without thinking."

"I'm sorry, Brother Qing, please don't chase me away."