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

If I had known earlier, even if it was a waste of money, I would have to pay back Luoyang's money if I sold the house in my hometown, so don't sign that laborious contract.

Swallowing, "I'll tell you, you, can you set me free."

When Luo Yang heard this, she frowned. At this moment, the first thing she thought of was to negotiate with herself to let her go free.

"If you don't want to say it, then don't say it." He suddenly stood up and stood beside He Xiaoran.

He was already tall, but now he was a little angry, and his aura became even stronger. He Xiaoran, who was sitting for a while, could clearly feel the oppressive feeling emanating from him.

Her heart softened, forget it, it is impossible for a person like Luoyang to bargain with him, and she is just holding the attitude of giving it a try.

"There is something wrong with this woman. She is from Anchengxi. They discussed in the coffee shop today what kind of seal they want you to stamp, and designed to frame the Luo family."

He Xiaoran lowered her head, she had already compromised.

"Oh? She's from Anchengxi?" Luoyang sneered with disdain.

"That's right, you have to stay away from her, and don't fall for her tricks." He Xiaoran blinked a few times, her long eyelashes flickering, and it looked particularly good from Luoyang's perspective.

"Hehe, stay away from her, you won't be jealous, are you?" Luo Yang suddenly looked at her with interest.

"What?" He Xiaoran raised his head suddenly, his eyes widened in surprise at his reaction, Luo Yang didn't believe himself.

She imagined [-] kinds of Luoyang's reaction after hearing the news, but she never thought that Luoyang would not believe her.

Luo Yang's eyes narrowed, "Don't deny it, otherwise why are you following her and An Chengxi to the coffee shop?"

After speaking, without waiting for He Xiaoran's answer, he went out the door directly with a mocking smile on his face.

As soon as he turned the door, the expression on his face collapsed.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Ruoxi was from Anchengxi, and his hands stretched so long.

Unfortunately, just like that, He Xiaoran wanted to escape from his side, but there was no way.

He Xiaoran in the office laughed at herself, suddenly felt a kind of sadness for no reason, she felt that she was living like a joke.
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For the next week or so, He Xiaoran was the first one to go to work and the last one to leave work every day.

There are still two days until the final time agreed with Anchengxi. Sitting on the window seat of the last bus, watching the city's neon lights constantly changing various colors, He Xiaoran lowered his head and leaned on the bus. On the stiff back of the seat, he rubbed his sore eye sockets.

What to do, two weeks passed so quickly, but I still couldn't do anything about the drawings.

He Xiaoran didn't know how to choose between going to beg Luoyang and giving He Yuzhi a hand.

Luoyang didn't make any moves these days, and he kept talking to Lu Siyuan carefully every night. He just thought that he was busy with work and didn't notice anything.

It's just that since He Xiaoran told Lu Siyuan the password of his own door lock, every day when he comes home from get off work, he can see the washed fruit in the refrigerator, sometimes with a heart-warming note.

He Xiaoran didn't reject Lu Siyuan's naive little gesture, nor did he point it out. Instead, he felt very heartwarming. This could be regarded as the only ray of sunshine in his dark days.

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly felt someone touch his shoulder.

Although this was the last bus, the place where He Xiaoran lived was not close to Shengshi, and the number of people along the way continued unabated.

Most of these are office workers who are exhausted in this city, holding a meager salary, but have to do several times the work.

They can't afford a car or a house. Most of them, like He Xiaoran, commute to get off work by bus every day, live in rented houses, and are exploited by the upper class every day. Deprived of health.

He Xiaoran lives far away from the urban area, so the price is relatively good. Those who live in the urban area for work can only live in the basement, which is cool in winter and warm in summer, and sometimes it leaks.

Usually at this time, people who come back from overtime work will be exhausted, crowded on the bus with no seats, wobbly, bumps and bumps are inevitable.

He Xiaoran only regarded herself as someone standing beside her, because the bump of the bus bumped her, but soon she noticed something was wrong.

Because the person who just touched him leaned his whole body against her, and even kept rubbing against her.

Through the thin clothes, He Xiaoran could even feel the scorching heat on his skin and the subtle smell that penetrated his nostrils.

She raised her head vigilantly, and saw a man wearing a black mask, the wretchedness in his eyes was clearly visible, squinting at her.

And his buttocks kept rubbing against He Xiaoran's shoulders, and when He Xiaoran moved in, he leaned in. Through the brown pants, He Xiaoran could even clearly see his body. Tents pitched high in front.

Seeing that He Xiaoran found him, the man didn't panic, he was obviously a habitual offender.

The people in the car were crowded, and everyone was only thinking about their own affairs. No one found out, or someone found out, but they didn't intend to meddle in their own business.

He Xiaoran only felt something in his throat and wanted to vomit but couldn't.

Feeling terribly nervous, he kept pushing towards the window until his whole body was pressed against the window.

He Xiaoran wanted to yell, but suddenly he didn't know what to yell, or to whom.

In such a chaotic society, would anyone really come out to meddle in their own business?

It is reported in the news every day. In today's society, everyone is in danger. One thing more is worse than one thing less. If it was me in the past, I would definitely stand up when I encountered such a thing, but I am afraid that I will hesitate now.

Seeing her like this, that person was even more aggressive. Obviously, he had already figured out the thinking of people nowadays. Even if he was caught, few people would be willing to meddle in their own business, and he would still be able to escape unscathed.

He had already raised his hand to touch his pants, and He Xiaoran could even hear the slight groans from under his mask.

Feeling the churning in his stomach stronger and stronger, his brain seemed to explode, and he couldn't bear it anymore, He Xiaoran pushed him violently, and shouted: "Help!"

After shouting, she hugged her head, huddled on the seat, not daring to look up, big tears rolled down from her wide-open eyes.

I just pray in my heart, hoping to meet a good person who can save her from the fire.

I don't know if God heard her prayer and actually sent a man to save her.

The moment He Xiaoran finished speaking, a man in black and a mask squeezed through the crowd and rushed towards him.

The crowd was frightened, and consciously moved out of an open space with He Xiaoran as the center. The man grabbed the wretched man's arm, and the wretched man grinned in pain when he heard a click, "Oh, brother, spare me, brother, spare me."

The man didn't answer, and didn't give him a chance to beg for mercy. He just elbowed him on the back and pressed him to the ground, "Tell me, do you want the left hand or the right hand?"

The driver noticed that the situation behind him was wrong, and wanted to pull over to stop, but the man in black yelled: "Don't stop, keep driving."

I don't know if he was shocked by his aura, but the driver really didn't dare to stop.

And the wretched man who was trampled on the ground was trembling all over, damn it, he was really unlucky, he had a hard time today, and now he didn't even have a chance to get out of the car and escape.

He Xiaoran, who was curled up in his seat, felt that the voice of the man who appeared suddenly was somewhat familiar. When he looked up, even though he was wearing a mask and dressed a little differently, He Xiaoran could still recognize Luoyang at a glance.

The teeth that bit his lower lip were trembling, and fear and embarrassment flooded his heart for a while.

Why is it Luoyang?The person she didn't want to be seen in such a mess was Luoyang.

He Xiaoran always wanted to prove to Luoyang that he was living a good life, and that without Luoyang, he would eat and drink and play as much as he wanted, but when he was in danger, he never expected to rely on Luoyang to stand up.

But why Luoyang is here, is it a coincidence, or?

Seeing that the wretched man didn't answer, Luo Yang didn't say much. He stepped on his arm and twisted it vigorously. There was a click, and the wretched man let out a howl like a pig being killed.

The people around immediately talked about it, but no one stepped forward to say anything.

"It's just a lesson. If there is another time, your hands may not be the only ones that will be destroyed."

Luoyang is cold and cold. In this hot and dry weather, it seems that a high-power air conditioner is turned on, making people cool from head to toe.

The next stop will arrive soon, and it is the destination where He Xiaoran will get off the bus.

Ignoring the wretched man who was lying on the ground and being pointed at by everyone, Luo Yang grabbed He Xiaoran's waist and took her limp out of the carriage with half support and half hug.

After getting out of the car, there were still a few hundred meters away from the entrance of the community. Regardless of He Xiaoran's struggle, Luoyang picked her up and strode towards the community.

Luo Yang's strength was already enormous, and He Xiaoran was frightened just now, so he was powerless to fight him at this moment, so he had to let him carry him upstairs.

Huddled in his arms, fingernails tightly pressed into the palm of his hand, digging out traces of blood, but He Xiaoran didn't notice it, just bit his lip and asked, "Why did you appear on the bus?"

Could it be that Luoyang has been following her these days?

Luo Yang didn't hide it, and said directly: "I don't trust you, I have been sitting not far behind you for the past few days, but you didn't notice it."

Sure enough, it was no coincidence.

Working overtime so late every day, He Xiaoran sternly rejected Luoyang's request to send her home. On the one hand, she was afraid of being bumped into by Lu Siyuan, and on the other hand, she really didn't want to be alone with Luoyang.

But I didn't expect that Luoyang had been quietly following her these days, accompanying her on the bus.