Male lead, you look down on the yandere chaebol woman? I love her!

He squatted down in front of Ye Fan.

"Tsk tsk tsk." Leng Zucong said mockingly, "You still want someone to come and save you, Ye Fan? Your wishful thinking has failed."

"Brothers, keep beating them!" Leng Zucong ordered again.

Abuse!

Ye Fan knew nothing about martial arts.

The other side had more people, and he had no chance to fight back at all.

All I could do was hold my head in my hands.

He let those people's fists and feet fall on him.

Ye Fan screamed in pain.

This area is a demolition zone; the people who lived here have moved away, and it's deserted.

No one saved him at all.

Ye Fan was beaten to the point of near death.

"Walk."

Leng Zucong clapped his hands and stepped over Ye Fan.

Ye Fan, his hands trembling, called an ambulance himself.

-

Beijing Second People's Hospital.

"My son."

Ye's mother ran over from another ward.

She lay on the bed, sobbing uncontrollably, "How did you get beaten up so badly?"

"Who did this?! Call the police! You absolutely must call the police!"

"No, we can't call the police."

Ye Fan said nervously, "Mom, we can't call the police."

Su Yan's people warned her not to call the police.

There's also Leng Zucong, whose family is wealthy and powerful; calling the police won't do any good.

His power has not yet been developed enough to confront him.

Ye Fan felt extremely frustrated.

In his previous life, no one had ever dared to treat him like this!

"Okay, Fanfan, if you say you won't call the police, then you won't."

Ye's mother has always trusted her son. He said he must have his reasons for not calling the police.

"But..." Ye's mother frowned and said, "Fanfan, now that you're injured again, how are we going to pay for your and my medical expenses?"

"Mom, don't worry," Ye Fan reassured her. "I have money."

He went to borrow another sum of money to tide him over.

Once that woman invests in his project, he'll have tens of millions in income. Paying off these hundreds of thousands will be a piece of cake.

"Where did you get the money?" Ye's mother asked, frowning.

"I know how to do projects and find investors. That person is Lin Chuyue, the heiress of the Xingyue Group," Ye Fan said.

"I know Xingyue Group."

Mother Ye said with pride, "That's a big company. If we can get investment from the heiress of Xingyue Group, we really won't have to worry about money."

"Fanfan, you truly deserve to be my son, you're amazing."

"Um."

Ye Fan's face was full of confidence.

As if remembering something, Ye Fan frowned.

Why did Su Yan treat him like that last night?

He clearly disliked Su Yan, so why did he feel a sense of emptiness in his heart when Su Yan ignored him yesterday?

Could it be that he also has some feelings for Su Yan?

Thinking of this, Ye Fan shook his head.

No, not possible!

He could never possibly fall for Su Yan.

He likes Yao Yao!

In his previous life, Su Yan forced him to leave the woman he loved, imprisoned him, and forced him to do things he didn't like.

How could he possibly fall in love with a woman like that?

That empty feeling definitely wasn't because of Su Yan!

"Fanfan, come and have some porridge," said Ye's mother.

Ye Fan said, "I'm not hungry."

"Fanfan, eat something. It's not good for your health if you haven't eaten for so long," Ye's mother continued to urge.

Ye Fan impatiently shouted at his mother, "I already said I'm not eating! Are you deaf?"

Perhaps Ye Fan spoke too forcefully, for a tearing pain shot through his face.

"etc!"

Ye Fan grabbed his mother's hand, "Mom, go get me a mirror."

"Hurry up! I need it!" Ye Fan said anxiously.

"it is good."

Ye's mother happened to have a mirror, so she took it.

Ye Fan looked in the mirror.

His face was covered in various bruises and swellings, making it impossible to recognize him.

"I understand!" Ye Fan suddenly realized.

"Fanfan, what do you know?" Ye's mother asked, her face full of doubt.

Ye Fan replied, "I know why she didn't save me and why she ignored me like that!"

"She fell in love with me at first sight, probably because my face just happened to fit her aesthetic preferences."

Ye Fan spoke with absolute certainty.

"Last time, she didn't save me because my face was so beaten that I couldn't even see my true appearance, so she didn't like me immediately."

"Yes! That must be it!"

When he went to see Su Yan last time, he was worried that he would be locked up, but Leng Zucong looked like he was going to beat him to death, so he had no choice but to go to Su Yan.

He is not dead now.

Ye Fan felt relieved again; thankfully, Su Yan hadn't saved him.

Otherwise, he would definitely be imprisoned by Su Yan right now.

Ye's mother frowned. "Fanfan, what are you talking about?"

"It's nothing."

A relaxed smile appeared on Ye Fan's face.

From now on, all he needs to do is avoid Su Yan as much as possible.

-

After taking a shower, Jiang Yuan sat down at his desk and began studying.

This photographic memory and exceptional comprehension ability are actually quite useful.

He can read ten lines at a glance and finish a book in an hour, becoming thoroughly familiar with the knowledge within.

If he continues to study like this, he really can get first place.

Who would have thought that Jiang Yuan would one day become a top student?

I have to say, this feeling is pretty good.

Jiang Yuan was probably too engrossed in his studies to notice Su Yan's presence in the dormitory.

She didn't disturb Jiang Yuan, but sat on a chair to the side, resting her chin on her hand, looking at Jiang Yuan with a smile in her eyes.

"Finally finished watching it."

An hour later, Jiang Yuan put down his pen, stretched, and said, "I'm really exhausted."

Su Yan's voice suddenly came from behind Jiang Yuan, "Yuan, you don't have anything else to do now, right?"

"That's all," Jiang Yuan replied instinctively.

Hold the grass!

and many more!

That voice still belongs to Su Yan.

Su Yan is here?

Realizing this, Jiang Yuan turned his head stiffly and saw Su Yan looking at him with a smile.

Jiang Yuan: "!!!"

"Su Yan, what brings you here?"

Jiang Yuan couldn't help but think about it.

Is Su Yan addicted to climbing balconies?

"Judging from A Yuan's expression, he doesn't seem to want me to come," Su Yan said, raising an eyebrow.

"How could that be?" Jiang Yuan subconsciously denied it. "In the two days I've been at school, I've often thought of you, Su Yan."

Actually, Su Yan was right; he really didn't want her to come here.

It's not that he doesn't want to be with Su Yan.

The main problem was that Su Yan's sex drive was too strong. Without moving, she would pull him into close contact, and his kidneys just couldn't take it.

He seriously doubted whether Su Yan in the novel truly liked Ye Fan.

Otherwise, how could someone as lustful as Su Yan have kept Ye Fan locked up for two years, and not even held his hand during those two years?

"I don't believe it."

Su Yan sat on Jiang Yuan's lap, her soft arms hooking around his neck.

"Ah Yuan, if you want me to believe you, then let me see how thirsty my Ah Yuan is for me." Su Yan's hot breath sprayed onto Jiang Yuan's sensitive neck.

"Hmm? Little bed slave?"

"Prove it to me, okay?"