Extreme Love

Han Yan: "I didn't bully her."

Although his expression did not change, there was a coldness in his eyes, which even frightened the old man who was upholding justice for Lin Ting.

Lin Ting heard that once that donkey got stubborn, he would completely ignore people: "You are bullying me."

Han Yan disdained to say another word and walked out of the crowd.

Lin Ting hurriedly chased after him: "You said you were free tonight, and you came to the capital without even saying hello. Mr. Han, businessmen value integrity the most."

Han Yan: "Do I need to change your phone?"

"My phone isn't broken."

When they reached the hotel entrance, Han Yan got into the car. Lin Ting pulled the handle and got on the back seat.

She grabbed the front seat headrest and leaned over Han Yan's head. "I know what you mean. You said we can communicate on the phone, but if you don't want to hear what I want to say, just hang up. Who can I go to for justice? Do you want me to go to Jiamao to block you every day? I'm also very busy. I have to go to school and I don't have that much time."

Han Yan held the steering wheel and looked straight ahead, as if he didn't hear what she said.

"Mr. Han, why don't we just have a brief discussion in the car? I think..."

The car made a sharp roar, and Lin Ting leaned back, her head hitting the back of the chair hard, and she immediately felt dizzy.

It took her an unknown amount of time to come back to her senses. She held up her head and endured the tinnitus: "Do you know how to drive? How can you drive like that?"

The atmosphere in the car was so depressing that it made people feel a little breathless. Fortunately, the speed of the car was now stable. In order to save his life, Lin Ting didn't dare to talk in the car.

Lin Ting carefully lowered the car window and breathed in the air outside in big gulps.

Only then did she realize that they seemed to no longer be in the city.

"Mr. Han, where are you taking the car?"

Pei Ran said that Han Yan's methods were extraordinary. He wouldn't want to kill her... and abandon her body in the wilderness...

Lin Ting started to get scared now: "I want to get off the bus."

But Han Yan had no intention of stopping the car.

She touched the handlebars, but at this speed, if she jumped, she would be dead or injured. She took out her phone, but there was no signal at all.

Lin Ting could hear his own heartbeat. "Mr. Han, it's not that serious, is it? I did smear you a little, but I really can't help it. I can't find you no matter what. For a person like you, this little bit of gossip is nothing, right? I don't care about it, so you don't have to take it to heart, okay?"

Han Yan still didn't say anything.

Lin Ting's voice was nasal: "Mr. Han, I shouldn't have offended you. I was wrong. I was wrong. I'm sorry."

Now, apart from apologizing and calming him down, Lin Ting couldn't think of any other way.

He stepped on the accelerator.

Lin Ting's voice broke: "Don't kill me, I still have a lot of things to do, I don't want to die!"

Han Yan finally stopped the car. Although Lin Ting's mind was blank, her instinctive desire to survive did not disappear. She opened the car door and ran out immediately.

But not long after running, she realized that something was wrong. There was silence all around her, with only the occasional sound of the wind and the cry of unknown night birds in the distance.

She even heard a low whimper of something unknown.

In the meager moonlight, Lin Ting looked in horror at the tombstones around her, casting long shadows under the moonlight. She was in a cemetery!

This time, she didn't even have the courage to scream. She ran back like crazy.

The culprit stood quietly beside the car, ignoring the figure jumping back and forth in front of him.

Until a figure appeared in front of him: "You've watched too many movies. I won't kill you."

Lin Ting's face was even paler than the moonlight. In this state of extreme fear, her mind became clear. "I have no grudge against you. There's really no need for this. Now, I'm in your car. I'm going to die, and you won't be able to live either."

"Really?" Han Yan's dark eyes were even more intimidating than the cemetery in front of him.

This rhetorical question almost broke Lin Ting's remaining rationality. The weight in her chest became heavier and heavier, and she couldn't utter a word.

He said, "Walk with me."

Lin Ting's eyes were full of resistance, and she held on to the handlebars tightly.

Anyone who takes her for a walk in the cemetery late at night is either a psychopath or a lunatic.

Han Yan: "Now we have time."