Mr. Yan, break up

"What... what?!!"

Song Chuan couldn't believe his ears. Yan Yuankai's words just now seemed to be in a dream. They were originally illusory, but at a certain moment they turned into a sharp knife and pierced his heart fiercely. He held down the wooden box beside him to keep himself from falling down, and he didn't even care about the bloodstains drawn on his hands due to the rough material.

With a trembling voice, he asked repeatedly in disbelief: "What did you just say? What happened to Grandpa?"

Yan Yuankai was very satisfied with his panic expression, and deliberately mocked: "It's ironic, as the heir of Teng Yue, you are protected to such a degree that you don't know anything."

The cruel smile on his face was so dazzling in Song Chuan's eyes. He moved forward suddenly, grabbing Yan Yuankai's collar with both hands, his eyes were already red, his voice was hoarse, and he roared: "Tell me, what's the matter?" what happened!!"

Yan Yuankai was grabbed by the collar by Song Chuan, who was half a head shorter than himself, and he didn't look angry at all. He just wanted to watch Song Chuan be furious, and watch the truth hit him head-on and face-to-face, making it difficult for him to take the move, and was forced to arouse Hatred deep inside.

Yan Yuankai opened his mouth, he wanted to tear open the layer of truth cruelly, and present everything in front of Song Chuan: "Teng Yue's bones are already rotten, and he is on the verge of bankruptcy, and Song Teng's old bones have been sent to the hospital for countless times, here , news this morning."

Yan Yuankai turned on the phone with one hand, and on the screen was a photo of Song Teng being carried into an ambulance. The news title was "Teng Yue's boss, Song Teng, fell ill again and was admitted to the hospital. How long can Teng Yue last?"

Song Chuan was completely depressed, he let go of Yan Yuankai and was about to rush out: "I'm going to the hospital, I'm going..."

Before he reached the door, he was forcibly brought back, his hands and feet were tied again, and he was thrown on the ground like garbage.

Yan Yuankai saw that he was desperately trying to break free, his white wrists were scratched by the hemp rope, his eyes were red, and the corners of his lips were bitten by himself, and there was a dazzling blush on the soft pink lips , unexpectedly a little bit more the taste of a doomed beauty.

"let me go!!!"

Song Chuan's voice was almost as hoarse as weeping blood, and his eyes were as red as blood, mixed with almost desperate tears.

Song Chuan was becoming crazy bit by bit.

Yan Yuankai is very nostalgic for this kind of perverted feeling that drives people crazy, especially for a gloomy and quiet beauty like Song Chuan.

He continued: "You have no use value for Yan Jingting. It will be a matter of time before he throws you away. You might as well cooperate with me. As long as you promise to announce your relationship with Yan Jingting in front of the media, add something to me With the plot arranged for you, I can help you destroy Yan Jingting."

Song Chuan's eyes were clouded, and he said coldly, "Impossible."

"I know you love Yan Jingting, so I trust him unconditionally, but not everyone is worthy of your love, especially a cold-blooded monster like Yan Jingting." Yan Yuankai said, hooking his hands, and someone beside him immediately brought a notebook The computer called up a video.

This video seems to be shot from a particularly tricky angle. The potted leaves on the table are half of the shot, but Yan Jingting and Yan Yuankai behind him can be clearly seen in the other half of the shot.

In the video, Yan Yuankai glanced at the camera, hooked down and said, "Yan Jingting, how are you better than me? You are more ruthless than me! Isn't it the pengyue behind Song Chuan that you fancy? Hanging on purpose He, now the leap is about to end, why, the calculation was wrong."

Yan Jingting didn't look back at him, and unconsciously rubbed the fingers of one hand on the tail ring of the other hand, sneered: "So what, I can't get the leap, but I got the Yan family, I don't know how much better than you .”

Song Chuan felt that he had been slapped in the head again, which made him instantly sober.

Yan Jingting did not deny that he really wanted to get Prance.

It's not him who he's looking at at all, he's looking at Teng Yue.

Song Chuan felt his blood getting colder little by little.

Yan Yuankai's voice echoed in his ears, luring him like a ghost: "Song Chuan, cooperate with me to destroy Yan Jingting."

"Do not……"

Song Chuan covered his ears, desperately trying to block out Yan Yuankai's voice, Yan Jingting's original words kept echoing in his mind.

Song Chuan, who was still 19 years old at the time, fell in love with Yan Jingting at first sight at the reception. With the throbbing of a young man, he took various opportunities to run to Yan's company, and he became acquainted with Yan Jingting.In order not to miss any chance to see him, he would rather go to Yan's house with a high fever, but he passed out in his office and was sent to the hospital.

On the way, I don't know if he burned out his brain, holding Yan Jingting's hand and kept talking about his likes.

When the fever subsided and he woke up the next day, he regretted so much and was about to run away secretly, but bumped into Yan Jingting who came to see him, and he clearly remembered that Yan Jingting smiled at him and said, "Let's be together. "

Only now did Song Chuan realize that what Yan Jingting said back then was "Let's be together" instead of "I like you too".

In Yan Jingting's world, the word "like" does not exist.

Confessing to Yan Jingting was the bravest thing he had done in his 19 years of life, and willingly being his underground lover for five years was also the stupidest thing he had ever done in his life.

In this love, Song Chuan is a clown playing a one-man show.

Song Chuan originally thought that he had an identity beside Yan Jingting. He must be different in Yan Jingting's heart, but Yan Jingting himself didn't realize it. After a long time, Yan Jingting must know his goodness.

But now it seems that this is a joke, a joke from beginning to end.

What Yan Jingting is interested in is only the interests behind him.

Yan Jingting only regarded him as a tool from the beginning to the end.

The scene changed, and what his grandfather said to him when he left the Song family flashed: "Yan Jingting, he has no feelings, let alone love."

Song Chuan didn't believe it, so he chose to talk to Yan Jingting.

Grandpa said: "You and your mother will always walk the same road."

Song Chuan knew better than anyone else that his grandfather was just hard-spoken and soft-hearted. He felt that his grandfather would accept Yan Jingting one day. Grandpa loved him so much.

However, he failed to keep Yan Jingting, and even lost the only person in the world who loved him.

Yan Yuankai saw that Song Chuan didn't hate as much as he imagined, and agreed to his cooperation. He was a little anxious: "Song Chuan, let's cooperate to pull Yan Jingting down!"

bang——

The door was violently knocked open, the sound of the rain outside the house was unrestrained, and the sound became even more unscrupulous. The figure of the incoming person brightened with the sound of thunder, and the tall figure was lined with an all-black windbreaker. He appeared to be slender and full of aura.A group of thugs followed behind, as if someone who came here could raze this place to the ground with just a wave of his hand.

Yan Yuankai turned his head in disbelief, just in time to see Yan Jingting at the door and the thugs behind him.Those thugs were obviously well-trained, Yan Yuankai's men didn't struggle for long at all, they were directly pressed to the ground and crushed, and Yan Yuankai was also forcibly taken away.

When Yan Yuankai was taken away, he was still yelling at Song Chuan: "Song Chuan! If we cooperate, even if I don't end well, Yan Jingting must die!"

Yan Jingting frowned, looked down at Song Chuan who had been untied from the rope, and walked forward impatiently.Song Chuan hugged his knees, and there was a lot of noise in his ears, but he could just distinguish the unhurried footsteps from the intermingled sound of thunderstorm and fighting.

He looked down at Song Chuan, he knew very well in his heart that Song Chuan loved him so much, it was impossible for him to betray him, this was Yan Jingting's confidence.Song Chuan is a factor that he will not worry about at all, and Song Chuan will never betray him.

Song Chuan lowered his head and saw a pair of all-black high-end leather shoes in front of him. The voice above his head was gloomy and without any emotion: "I said, don't come to see Yan Yuankai again."

Song Chuan's figure swayed, and he got up from the ground while propping up the wooden box at hand, looking straight into his eyes.

Those are a pair of bottomless pupils. The eyes are long and narrow, with a smooth arc at the end of the eyes. There are not many male stars in the entertainment industry as beautiful as his eyes.But there is no emotion in such beautiful eyes, like a thousand-year-old frost covering the pupils, without warmth.

Yan Jingting was a little surprised. Song Chuan always bowed his head in front of him. In his memory, he could remember Song Chuan's always somewhat disheveled head than Song Chuan's face.

Song Chuan slowly opened his mouth, his throat seemed to be stalked by a ball of cotton, and he could hardly make a sound. It took him a lot of effort to complete the sentence: "Yan Yuankai told me, you are with me, It's for the leap, right?"

Yan Jingting was stunned, his eyes swept across the laptop, the interface on it was still on the surveillance video, and he understood everything in an instant.

Yan Jingting, who has never lost his arrogance in the business field, was speechless when faced with a question for the first time.

Song Chuan smiled wryly, and with all his might, he slapped Yan Jingting on the face.

With a very crisp sound, even the thugs on the spot were stunned.

Yan Jingting's face was forced to turn to one side, a bright fingerprint was imprinted on his fair face, he looked at the man in front of him in disbelief: "How dare you hit me?"

"Yan Jingting, this slap will replace me for five years. From now on, I, Song Chuan, have nothing to do with you."

Song Chuan had exhausted all his energy, speaking to him word by word, every word consumed his infatuated and absurd love for Yan Jingting for the past five years.

Tears welled up in his eyes, but he was determined not to let them fall.

Yan Jingting stayed where he was, looking at the stubborn and pitiful man in front of him, and for the first time realized that the person who had been with him for five years was actually so strange.

After Song Chuan finished speaking, he braced his legs and walked out of the factory gate unsteadily. It was already raining heavily outside, and Song Chuan's figure was gradually blurred in the rain...