The Love of My Life: The Deep Fall of the Chief

"Little Ran..."

There was anxiety in Lu Siyuan's eyes. Seeing He Xiaoran's messy clothes, he tore off his coat, stepped forward to put it on He Xiaoran, and held her in his arms, "Xiao Ran, are you okay? Did he bully you?"

He raised his head and stared unkindly at Luoyang who was standing beside him.

Luo Yang tightly squeezed the coat that He Xiaoran brushed off just now, and the veins on his hands were bulging.

The light at the door was bright, and He Xiaoran let Lu Siyuan hold him in his arms, looking ashamed and angrily at others, just wanting to find a hole to get in.

"Siyuan, I'm fine, let's go..."

Looking down to see her tearful eyes and the clear hickey marks on her neck, Lu Siyuan's teeth creaked and his chest heaved violently. While hugging He Xiaoran to leave, he whispered in her ear: "Xiao Ran, Don't worry, I won't let him bully you for nothing, what he owes you, I will definitely get it back for you in the future."

But as soon as the words fell, Luoyang's deep and indifferent voice came from beside him, "Why, do you want to leave?"

Lu Siyuan turned his head and glanced at Luoyang, but did not answer, a dark light flashed in his eyes.

He knew that now he was alone and weak, and he couldn't beat him.

I saw Luo Yang stepping in front of the two of them, his cold and dark gaze showed provocation in disdain, "Xiao Ran, she is mine. If you are sensible, let her go!"

"Luoyang, don't bully people too much." Lu Siyuan gritted his teeth and said bitterly.

"Deceitful?" A mocking smile appeared on Luoyang's cool lips, with the usual arrogant and unruly expression on his face, he stared at the person in front of him like a king, and lifted his thin lips coldly, "You are not worthy. "

After finishing speaking, he suddenly reached out to He Xiaoran in his arms, grabbed He Xiaoran's arm, caught off guard, and screamed, He Xiaoran was pulled out of Lu Siyuan's embrace and staggered towards Luoyang.

As soon as Lu Siyuan stretched out his hand, He Xiaoran fell into Luoyang's arms, struggling desperately, but was firmly imprisoned.

"Luoyang, you crazy, crazy, let go"

Luo Yang didn't seem to hear her yelling, restrained her with one hand and tore off Lu Siyuan's coat on her with the other, "You don't want my clothes, but are you willing to take his?"

Looking at He Xiaoran's appearance, Lu Siyuan couldn't bear it anymore, he clenched his fists tightly, and suddenly punched Luoyang in the face with his scarlet eyes.

He knew that the Luo family was rich and powerful, so it would be of no benefit to offend him, but after all, the Luo family had been in business for many years, and what they were doing was real estate development, and many things had to be approved by him, the deputy director of the Land Bureau. He was not afraid to tear his face apart.

The blood in the nose dripped down, Luo Yang staggered, and then released the hand that imprisoned He Xiaoran, covering his nose and looking at Lu Siyuan in disbelief.

Luo Yang knew Lu Siyuan's identity a long time ago. Due to family reasons, he had been in the shopping malls since he was a child, and he was used to the faces of all kinds of officials. A villain who steps down, but he didn't expect that Lu Siyuan would not be afraid of him, and dared to attack him in public.

He Xiaoran was also taken aback, took advantage of the gap to run away, grabbed his clothes tightly, pulled Lu Siyuan up and ran away.

No one knows better than her how terrible the consequences of offending Luoyang are.

But just two steps away, she felt her arm being grabbed by a big hand. She was startled, and it was too late to make a sound.

"Go away."

Following the cold and thunderous voice, Luo Yang kicked up and down, his movements were too fast to see clearly, Lu Siyuan had already been kicked several meters, and fell heavily on the steps.

"Siyuan!"

He Xiaoran couldn't help exclaiming.

"Luoyang, you are a lunatic, bastard!"

She was about to rush towards him as she scolded him loudly, but the man's big hand was like a pair of iron clamps holding her tightly, almost crushing her arm.

"Distressed? If you don't want him to be beaten and sent to the hospital, just stay there."

She frowned and turned her head, and saw that Luoyang had wiped off the blood stains on her nose, her handsome face was completely gloomy, her dark eyes slowly narrowed, and she even looked a little ferocious under the light, she froze immediately, unable to Dare to struggle again, she knows what he is capable of, and knows that his words are definitely not threats, just words.

The crown prince of Shengshi Group has money and power in his family, and there is indeed nothing he cannot do.

Seeing Lu Siyuan who was slowly getting up from the ground with bleeding from his mouth and nose, she felt so guilty in her heart.

The other classmates and teachers also rushed to the door, and He Xiaoran was so embarrassed that he was about to bite his lips to bleed. The embarrassment and embarrassment at this time seemed to be no less than that day three years ago.

Uncontrollable, layers of hatred surged up in my heart, but I vented it for no reason, so my fine white teeth bit the man's arm fiercely.

The teeth were inserted into the man's solid forearm through the thin shirt, and she didn't let go until a faint blood spread from the lips and teeth.

But Luo Yang didn't seem to care, he picked her up from the ground without blinking, glanced provocatively at Lu Siyuan who was clutching his chest, turned his head and walked while chuckling, doting, "You really are Nothing has changed, this habit of biting has not changed."

He paused as he spoke, lowered his head, and kissed her brow with his cool lips, "I'll let you bite enough later."

Lu Siyuan rushed over frantically, but was stopped by several bodyguards.

He Xiaoran squinted her eyes and looked at the man who seemed to be smiling slightly and warmly. Lu Siyuan's roar came from her ears. Regardless of the dangerous aura emanating from those dark eyes, "Bah", she turned to Luoyang again. He spat on his face, "Luoyang, we're done, you just don't like me so much, are you willing to die if I die?"

The love-hate entanglement between them had ended a few years ago.No, or rather, there is only hatred left.

He Xiaoran doesn't understand, what is Luoyang trying to do with this incident now, is this what a disturbed conscience should look like?

"I won't let you die." Luo Yang said lightly with his thin lips parted.

PARKING LOT.

The man carried her steadily to the side of the black Bentley, and coaxed her softly, "Hey, the car keys are in my pocket, take them out."

She frowned, stared into his eyes with a cold expression, and raised her voice a few decibels, "What exactly do you want? We are over, and you cut it off with your own knife, have you forgotten?"

A trace of complicated emotions finally flashed through the man's silent eyes. Before she could distinguish the meaning of the emotion, his feet had already landed on the ground. He let her go, but his arms were still around her waist all the time. , took out the car key from his pocket with the other hand to unlock it, and calmly opened the co-pilot's door, "Get in the car."

Trying to stabilize his emotions, He Xiaoran stood there without moving, staring at him indifferently.

Luo Yang wanted to push her, but He Xiaoran turned his body to avoid his hand: "What exactly do you want?"

He put one hand on the car door and the other around her waist, confining her in a narrow space, comforting her in a low voice, "I don't want to do anything, I just want to take you home."

"You think I'll get in your car again?"

"Why not?"

He Xiaoran stared at him with a pair of beautiful eyes. His eyes were like an ancient well, which was hard to see through, but he looked at her without fear.

How thick is this man's face? Doesn't he feel guilty?

Or, does he think that he is the master of this world, and that it is only natural for others to hurt and die for him?

After a while, she frowned slightly, "Then you tell me first."

"What?" Luo Yang asked.

"Don't you know?"

Luoyang's eyes froze, and he was silent for a few seconds.He Xiaoran suddenly felt a little hopeful, hoping that he would say that his disappearance on the eve of the wedding was a coincidence, and that he didn't know anything about what happened at that time, so that he might feel better in his heart.

However, he finally spoke after a few seconds, but he didn't answer her words, but said: "It's very late, go back first, and explain to you another day, huh?"

"." After a pause, He Xiaoran laughed all of a sudden. He was really amused by what he thought just now. It's really sad. After all this, he still has hope for him.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath and opened them again. He Xiaoran had a charming smile on his soft face. He stared at Yanxing charmingly, and put his white hands on his shoulders, "Go back? Where? Mr. Luo is tired of being a famous daughter , and want to find me, a light dish, to improve? Or do you want to test whether I have defended you like a jade in the past few years?"

Luo Yang's gentle and handsome face sank as she wished, and her voice became colder, "Xiao Ran, don't make me angry."

He Xiaoran smiled sweetly, with a contemptuous voice, "But to be honest, no matter which one it is, I'm afraid it will disappoint you."

As soon as the words fell, the hand wrapped around He Xiaoran's waist suddenly tightened, and she slammed into Luoyang's chest. The man lowered his head, pressed down his thin lips accurately again, kissed her, and then easily Pushing her into the co-pilot, the tall man's body followed suit.

The seat was skillfully put down, the door was closed, and she was pressed into the seat in such an embarrassing posture.

Luoyang kissed arrogantly, kissed unscrupulously, with entangled lips and teeth, the attack was determined, and He Xiaoran's breath was crazily plundered.

There is a big difference in physical strength between men and women, and Luoyang is so strong, He Xiaoran is under his pressure, there is no room for struggle.

Just when He Xiaoran felt that he was about to suffocate, Luoyang's kiss gradually became gentle, from the previous violent storm to gentle wind and drizzle, and finally evolved into a continuous pampering.

Suddenly, with an "ah", Luo Yang raised his head, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his lips.

After a pause, the corner of his lips curled up into a slight smile, he raised his hand to wipe off the blood from the corner of his lips indifferently, bent down, pressed it against He Xiaoran's ear, and smiled softly, "When did you learn to lie? Um?"

His fiery palms covered He Xiaoran's chest, "I'm the only one here, right?"

He Xiaoran's flushed cheeks were expressionless, she lay quietly in the seat, stared at the roof of the car with empty eyes, and sneered, "Stop being sentimental."

The dim light of the parking lot penetrated into the dark car room, He Xiaoran moved his eyes and slowly fell on Luoyang's blurred handsome face, with a sad smile on his lips, "No matter what your purpose is for coming back this time, if you want to get Too much love is a debt, Luoyang, I have repaid you double three years ago, now, you and I don't need to entangle you anymore."