Extreme Love

After the car had been driving for a while, Lin Ting started bouncing on the car like a trampoline.

She was shocked by the bumpy and uneven road in front of her.

What surprised her most was that there was traffic congestion on such a difficult road.

Lin Ting wanted to ask the driver to turn around, but there were other vehicles coming from behind.

They were stuck in the middle and couldn't move forward.

Even the taxi driver was puzzled: "This road is usually used for rushing journeys. What day is it today? Why are people in a hurry?"

"I'll go down and take a look." Lin Ting opened the car door and squeezed forward along the gap between the cars.

Not far away, I saw several people surrounding a black car.

Among them was an obese man whose belly almost burst the shirt under his white suit, making him look like a fat barrel.

He knocked on the window of the black car, smiling as if asking for a beating: "Cousin, why are you hiding in there?"

Then he continued, "Look, you didn't even tell me you were going back to the capital, so I had no choice but to come and take you home myself."

"Come out and let me see if you're living a better life as a dog in the Australian District than in the Han family."

Han family? Lin was stunned. Could the person in the car be Han Yan?

As soon as this thought came to her mind, she wanted to laugh. There are so many people with the surname Han, how could it be Han Yan?

If it was really Han Yan, how could this fat-headed, big-eared man dare to be so arrogant? I'm afraid he wouldn't even know how he was carried away.

If nothing unexpected happens, something unexpected will happen.

Just as she was about to turn around and squeeze back, the car window glass was broken by a man who looked like a bodyguard holding a tool. Han Yan walked out of the car calmly and gently brushed off the glass shards on his body.

When the fat man saw him, he was stunned for a few seconds, then burst into laughter: "You still look like you deserve to be scratched."

He patted Han Yan's chest with the back of his hand: "How dare you go to the Han family cemetery? Have you forgotten how you pissed your dad off to death?"

"I heard you're doing very well in the Australian region, and your boss is a real beauty." The chubby man leaned forward and said in a malicious voice, "How did you do it? Did you use your body to get to the top like your mother? It seems that the Han family's face is more useful to you than your mother's. She gave birth to you without even a title, and yet you managed to become the vice president."

The fat man took the cigar handed to him by the bodyguard and continued, "Now that you're in the imperial capital, you can't slack off on your job skills. Do you need me to introduce you to some clients? I'm definitely not as financially well-off as your boss..."

Before he could finish his words, he was attacked.

A bottle of mineral water, which he had only taken two or three sips of, hit him in the face with great precision.

Except for Han Yan, no one present reacted.

"Fuck you! This is too much!" This was the first time that Lin Ting cursed at someone.

"Han Yan, are you mute? People are bullying you and acting like a tyrant. Why don't you fight for your dignity and hit them!" She bent down and picked up another stone from the ground. When she was about to throw it, a hand suddenly reached out from behind and grabbed her.

The fat man covered his bleeding nose, his throat almost spitting fire: "Where did you come from? How dare you hit me! What are you still standing there for? Kill her!"

Lin Ting's pupils suddenly dilated, and he saw countless figures rushing out of those vehicles in an instant.

Just when she thought she was dead, everyone's eyes were focused on the fat man.

Han Yan finally spoke, and with some interest, he asked three words: "Who to kill?"

The fat man's legs went limp, but fortunately the two bodyguards beside him supported him in time. He pointed at those people and said, "You, you traitors!"

Her eyes were suddenly covered by someone, who whispered, "Don't look."

She only saw the crowd rushing towards the fat man like a tide, and didn't see how Han Yan came in front of her.

She had never experienced such a scene before, and it felt like she was in a movie. It was not until she heard the shrill screams that she suddenly realized it.

Her mind was in turmoil. She raised her hands and tightly grasped Han Yan's wrists: "Don't, don't let anything really happen. It's not worth it for that kind of person."

He said, "Okay."