Ten years is not too late for a gentleman to marry

On the private yacht, Cheng Qiyan stood at the front of the yacht, the atmosphere was already a bit stormy, the air could vaguely smell the smell of gunpowder that was about to explode, and at some point, there was a dagger in his hand.

"Nachihiko..."

"Don't move!" The dagger in Cheng Qiyan's hand moved an inch closer to Tan Yuran's neck, and the veins on his thin wrist were exposed, showing amazing strength.

Tan Yuran was forced to raise his neck, and did not explain much, because he knew that explanations were useless, and this was not a knot that could be untied with words.

The wind on the sea was whistling, the hair of the two of them was blown messy, and they slapped their cheeks. Standing on the yacht in the night, they felt a little bleak. The sky was full of stars, but they were surrounded by the port. The bright neon is dimmed, like eyes hidden behind the curtain, silently watching everything on stage.

There was a chilling smile on Cheng Qiyan's face, facing Tan Yuran, there was a murderous intent in his eyes, "You have always been clear about everything, including your lover who killed Bingyan?"

"Yes." Tan Yuran's throat was throbbing, and the cold light of the dagger was even worse in the night, but he said calmly, "It is true that I concealed the truth. Tell me, how can you forgive me."

"I want that Di Fei's life." Cheng Qiyan said very simply.

Tan Yuran frowned. It was necessary for him to get to know Cheng Qiyan again. This person who had promised to stay by his side to detoxify himself because of guilt, but now he was determined to take his life alone. A deep-rooted kindness in the heart.What... is the most important thing in his heart?Presumably, it wasn't him, Tan Yuran. Realizing this, he felt bitterness in his heart.Cheng Qiyan may be able to die for him, but not necessarily live for him.

Life is worse than death, and those who come from afar are much more painful.

"It's only when he dies. If you want me to let go of the past, you have to pull out the knife stuck in my heart. Why, you won't be reluctant to let him go, right?" Cheng Qiyan's eyes were sharper than ever, and the corners of his mouth always held a smile. With a sneer, he wants to end all this with his own hands, otherwise, he can't trust anyone.

Tan Yuran held the sharp dagger with his bare hands, flesh entangled with the sharp blade, and blood spilled from it. Both hands holding the same dagger were shaking. Finally, Tan Yuran snatched the dagger, and he added some blood that flowed to the back of his hand. , printed a blood-red kiss on Cheng Qiyan's lips, "Even if you want my life, I'm willing to do it! Just wait, I'll bring him in front of you and let you dispose of him."

Tan Yuran turned and left without looking back. After getting off the yacht, he called his subordinate Jiang Qing.

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In a luxury car, Tan Yuran was sitting on the sofa, playing with the dagger in his hand. He wiped the blood stains on the blade surface onto the gauze wrapped around his left hand. The dagger regained its spotless sharpness, and the light reflected On his fair face, there was a coldness.

Di Fei was restrained and dragged into the caravan, and then fell heavily on the ground. After a while, when the pain on his body eased, Di Fei raised his upper body and saw a shiny leather shoe when he looked up. Followed upwards, it was Tan Yuran's heart-wrenching smile.

That kind of instinctive fear made Di Fei retreat in a hurry, and finally stopped when he reached the leg of the table and could not retreat. His face could be described as bloodless, and his beautiful facial features were distorted.

Tan Yuran approached step by step, squatted in front of Di Fei, and raised Di Fei's chin with the tip of the dagger, "It seems that you have grown up and know how to find someone to be your backer. Unfortunately, your partner protects you a little bit." It's not perfect either..."

Knowing that there is no possibility of escape, Di Fei raised his eyes and looked at Tan Yuran, his eyes were full of distortion and hatred, mixed with the crazy obsession of the past, like a sharp weapon with barbs, if it can become tangible, then Tan Yuran A layer of skin had already been scraped off.

"If you want to kill or scratch, please do it!" Di Fei raised his head and closed his eyes. This was the moment when he faced his fear directly, and his unresolved heart could finally let go before death.

Tan Yuran made crosses with the tip of the knife on Di Fei's slender neck, then stood up and looked down at him, and said coldly, "I won't kill you, I just send you as a sacrifice."

"It's Cheng Qiyan who wants to kill me, hehe... Then I'm not guilty of death, but aren't you afraid that I will say something unfavorable to your relationship in front of him?" Di Fei suddenly laughed, "Tan Yuran, you are struggling Aren't you afraid that Cheng Qiyan will find out about you and Tan Liangjing? Even if you kill me to silence you, you won't be able to keep the fire alive. With a hundred Di Fei's lives, you can't buy Cheng Qiyan's peace of mind, because the devil just Lying next to him, he will always have trouble sleeping and eating... Hahaha..."

"You don't have to worry about this, you'd better not talk too much, be careful I've pulled out your tongue now!" Tan Yuran's eyes flashed haze as he spoke, and he stabbed the dagger into Di Fei's mouth relentlessly, and Di Fei's gums instantly Blood gushes like a fountain.

After a long time, Di Fei took a mouthful of blood and sprayed all of it on Tan Yuran's body, "Hahaha, a sacrificial offering with its tongue pulled out, don't you think this is a way to get 300 taels of silver here? Cheng Qiyan, tell me..."

Tan Yuran looked at the scarlet dots on his clothes with disgust, but his expression remained as calm as ever, "Of course not, as a sacrifice, you need to be whole and whole, and go with a pious heart."

Tan Yuran stretched out his hand, Jiang Qing immediately brought up a square box, Tan Yuran opened it slowly, and presented the contents in front of Di Fei.

"Take a look, what is this!"

Di Fei glanced at the box in Tan Yuran's hand, his eyes widened in disbelief, he was so horrified that he couldn't speak, his nails dug deep into the floor of the RV, compared to the fear just now, he The current appearance can almost be described as despair. After a while, Di Fei laughed wildly, his laughing shoulders shook violently, his whole body twitched, and finally rolled on the ground laughing.

"Hahahaha...ahhahahaha, Tan Yuran...hahaha, you know...ha, I have always been very...very jealous of Cheng Qiyan, and even hated him, how could he get your love? Let you count the whole situation, just to win his heart...I hate it so much...so I was going to kill him with a car, but...his wife killed him...I think this man is lucky Why is it so good... Hehe, I just realized now that his mother's Cheng Qiyan is the most pitiful person in the world, why did I just remember it now, he is a little Cheng Qiyan, he can't help you President Tan at all What did the old man pay for him... He has what you want, so you've tried so hard to lie to him! Am I right, President Tan... Hahaha..."

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On the private yacht, Cheng Qiyan was waiting for Tan Yuran's return on the top floor. Suddenly, the door was pushed open. Cheng Qiyan looked towards the door, but it was not Tan Yuran who came...

"Wei Fei!" Cheng Qiyan was a little surprised, "How did you get here?"

"All roads lead to Rome. I want to see you. Is there no way to come up?" Wei Fei walked to the table and sat down calmly. Somewhat scary.

His arrival seemed to silence the air, only the sound of sea water beating against the yacht was heard, as if the Sea God's footsteps were approaching, and then swallowed up everything in one gulp.

"Didn't you agree to see each other again? Why did you suddenly visit?" Cheng Qiyan was a little embarrassed by Wei Fei's arrival, or he was always uneasy in front of this man. Ever since he learned of Wei Fei's past from Guyi, He was a little hesitant. At first he thought he was his former buddy brother, but as time passed, this person's face had already been put on a mask...

If he took off the mask, he might not even be able to recognize this person. They are no longer on the same road. Time has caused many forks in the road of life, and they parted ways at some point.

Wei Fei walked around behind Cheng Qiyan with elegant and calm steps, put his hands on both sides of his shoulders, leaned over and whispered in his ear with a charming voice, "I didn't meet because I couldn't compete with Tan Yuran at that time. Now, I To take you back from him!"

Cheng Qiyan got up abruptly, and said to Wei Fei, "I am not someone's or something, and I am not a little girl who needs to be coaxed by any means. It doesn't matter what I take or not, whoever I am with is my freedom...Tan Yuran, I like it." This person, I..."

"love him?"

"Yes, I love him." Cheng Qiyan seemed to be provoked by Wei Fei, he said in an impulsive and sure tone.

"Hmph!" Wei Fei sneered, "Then do you know what the people you miss are hiding from you?"

"I know what you want to say. He made me lose my memory with his own hands. He brought other people's hatred to me. It was his lover who killed my wife. I know all of this..."

"It's more than that!" Wei Fei sternly interrupted Cheng Qiyan. Although he was cold, he rarely got angry like this.

"It's more than that, I don't want to know now. As for what agreement you said we had, please forget it!" Cheng Qiyan's emotions also became agitated, and he didn't want to dwell on this issue anymore. In seven years, his body and mind skinny.

"What did you say? Let me forget too??" Wei Fei seemed to have heard something from the Arabian Nights, he smiled ferociously, and stepped forward to clamp Cheng Qiyan's shoulders.

Cheng Qiyan's tone was firm, "You have to remember that I won't stop you, but I have already promised him to give up the memory of those three years and give up forever."

With a "snap", there was a loud slap in the face that short-circuited the brain, and Cheng Qiyan was knocked down by Wei Fei's powerful arm. His mind was buzzing and he was dizzy for a long time. After regaining his sanity, Cheng Qiyan rubbed the cracked corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.Immediately afterwards, Wei Fei pulled up his upper body and met his furious eyes.

"You are so cheap for him!"

Wei Fei looked at Cheng Qiyan's face with a slap print, and scenes of the past appeared alternately in his heart, turning into a dry branch of burning anger. He suddenly kissed Cheng Qiyan's lips, plundering forcefully, encroaching like a storm, It was as if he wanted to tear Cheng Qiyan into pieces and swallow them.

Although it was just lip-tongue contact, Cheng Qiyan felt like kissing the end of the world. The pain, suffocation, and sudden shock before he had time to think fully occupied his brain.

Wei Fei didn't stop until his mouth was filled with a strong bloody smell. Cheng Qiyan breathed heavily, and Wei Fei's mask fell off during the fierce kiss. When he saw his right face, Cheng Qiyan couldn't help but He flinched, and this move completely angered Wei Fei.

Wei Fei tore off Cheng Qiyan's clothes and looked at his naked chest. This man made Wei Fei feel chilled, so chilled that he wanted to punish him in the most humiliating way.

He threw Cheng Qiyan onto the bed, and then untied his tie to trap his hands. He honed his strength and physical fitness in the special forces for six years, leaving Cheng Qiyan, who is not thin, with no room to resist. Wei Fei will He pulled down his trousers to the end, exposing Cheng Qiyan's body in front of his eyes, and then began to stroke hard on his body. The body that he had never been willing to touch was now as rough and brutal as if he wanted to crush it.

"Wei Fei... you, stop..." Cheng Qiyan was out of breath because of struggling, and this rejection seemed to be squeezed out of the flesh and blood in his throat.

Wei Fei sneered and bit Cheng Qiyan's collarbone, "Don't you like being treated like this by men? Even if your family is ruined, as long as you are fucked on the bed, you will be fascinated and write off everything!"

Wei Fei looked at the purple hickey marks on Cheng Qiyan's body with scarlet eyes, he bit and sucked vigorously, covering the previous ones with darker marks.

"Stop... Wei Fei, please... Woo..."

A foreign body suddenly invaded the tightly closed place, and the tender intestinal wall was stimulated by rough fingers. Cheng Qiyan tightened his body, and put his legs together in vain, waiting for an inescapable injury to come.