Mr. Yan, break up

At the drumbeat at the end of the song, the sound of the music seemed ironic. Instead of falling slowly, it rose several tones rapidly and made an extremely sharp sound.It seemed to be a deliberate reminder, so that Song Chuan suddenly woke up from his dream, and the mist covered his eyes instantly cleared up. When he met Yan Jingting's eyes, the other party's eyes were always filled with a touch of desolation. He didn't bother to do it at all, and looked down at Song Chuan without any warmth from the beginning to the end.

Sometimes Song Chuan himself wonders whether Yan Jingting has no empathy ability at all, can't feel the warmth and coldness of the world, and can't feel the joy, anger, sorrow and joy.He is just like the high-ranking king who sees other people's feelings for him as fleeting as a cloud.

Did Yan Jingting feel from the beginning to the end that his love was just a dog begging for human beings.Only when he is happy to watch, will he give a few mouthfuls of meat and stroke his hair.

Song Chuan tried his best not to show his disappointment, took the initiative to take his hand out of Yan Jingting's hand, leaned slightly towards the other party, and left his field of vision in a proper manner.

Yan Jingting narrowed his eyes slightly, maintained the posture of supporting his partner with one hand, and looked at the direction Song Chuan was leaving.After a while, he put down his hand, the warmth of Song Chuan still remained in his palm, and for some reason, his heart suddenly became cold for a moment.

When Song Chuan got attached to him on weekdays and tried to curry favor with him, he didn't want to pay attention to it. He felt that it was very impatient, and something that was easily obtained was no different from cheap to him.But when Song Chuan really could not care about it, and walked right in front of his eyes, he felt very uncomfortable again.

It was as if his majesty had been challenged.

Yan Jingting stood there for a long time, the smile on his lips dissipated, his deep eyes looked at Song Chuan's slender back, his body was so thin that even the slim suit couldn't cover it.Yan Jingting watched him leave step by step in an orderly manner, without even the slightest panic.

Song Chuan pretended not to care when he left, but he couldn't lie to himself that he didn't care.

He walked to the corner, and when the gaze behind him finally dissipated, his legs gave way and he collapsed on the ground.

The chest is a heart that is so fast that it can't wait to jump out.

He and Yan Jingting have been together for so long, but the ridiculous thing is that they have never danced.The underground relationship between the two can't be brought to the surface at all, and the receptions will hardly happen at the same time.As for being at home... Song Chuan's residence was like a hotel for Yan Jingting, who came here for one night and then left the next morning. There was nothing else but to relieve his desire.

The few short steps just now almost exhausted all his strength, so that he could only lie here addictively smelling the remaining smell of Yan Jingting on his fingertips, nostalgic and reluctant to give up.

Accompanied by the beautiful woman, Yan Yuankai drank several glasses of wine in a row. Although his face was slightly drunk, his heart was very clear.He arranged this way, on the one hand, he wanted to anger Yan Jingting, and on the other hand, he wanted to test the relationship between Yan Jingting and Song Chuan.Yan Jingting is good at acting, his stern face is covered with a mask that no one can see through, but Song Chuan is different.Song Chuan was like a blank sheet of paper, wishing that whatever he thought in his heart could be written on his face, even though he tried his best to cover it up, he still couldn't escape from an old fritter like Yan Yuankai who had been in love for a long time.Song Chuan's reaction just now told him that the relationship between Song Chuan and Yan Jingting is absolutely extraordinary.

Yan Yuankai stared at Song Chuan's leaving back, the corners of his lips curled up, but when his eyes came back, he turned a corner, facing Yan Jingting's.It's the kind of eyes that have been scrutinizing their prey for many years, with a vicious look and a hint of threat.Yan Yuankai felt a chill down his spine, couldn't help but backed away, and suddenly seemed to have realized: he actually felt afraid just now?

This kind of feeling made him very uncomfortable, Yan Jingting only looked at him for a moment, then turned his head, and his eyes fell on the person beside him who was talking to him.The fidgety flame in Yan Yuankai's heart burned him more and more unbearably, he lowered his eyes just to meet the lit phone, he looked down to see the message on the phone, waved his hand impatiently, and dismissed several beauties.

He took a last look at Yan Jingting, who was surrounded by several people and couldn't escape, and then he abducted out of the venue by himself.

Song Chuan nestled in the corner, sniffing carefully the scent of Yan Jingting that was still in his hand, the faint scent of red wine mixed with the unique woody sandalwood, this smell would not make him addicted, but if this Coming from Yan Jingting, that is almost the poison that can make him sink.He couldn't help feeling that his face was slightly hot. This is an open place, and someone would come over at any time. Wouldn't it make people laugh if they saw him like this?

He got up from the ground and was about to take a breath, when he turned to the stairs, he heard the voice of the supervisor talking to someone.Song Chuan heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that he had finally found a life-saving straw, but he only let out half a breath of relief, and a voice followed behind him choked Song Chuan, and he stopped in his tracks.

Song Chuan poked his head out secretly, looked towards the sound, and saw the supervisor nodding and bowing to the man in front of him, bowing his knees like a slave, and although this man only had one back, he could almost call it his iconic flowered shirt Just expose your identity completely.

It's Yan Yuankai.

The supervisor had a shy smile on his face, half bent his body, and he looked like he was bossing around in the office on weekdays. He even lowered his voice three times: "Master Yan, do you have a crush on Song Chuan? Actually, I can help you set up a line, Song Chuan is honest and doesn't like to talk, anyway, Teng Yue's hand can't be reached, I can help him..."

Song Chuan's hand on the wall trembled.

The two of them didn't notice the eavesdropper behind them, they only heard Yan Yuankai's voice cold and full of displeasure: "I just asked you to bring him here, I didn't ask you to ask such a question."

As soon as these words came out, Song Chuan was completely stunned: it turned out that the supervisor was arranged by Yan Yuankai, no wonder he was so worried when he went to the toilet, no wonder he never found the supervisor after he came up, and no wonder he On the way here, why did he run into Yan Yuankai so desperately.

All of this has an explanation.

He pressed his hand against the wall so hard that his fingertips were slightly white.

Yan Yuankai ignored him, looked at the vibrating mobile phone in his hand, and threatened the supervisor: "You have received the money, and when you get out of here, just keep your mouth shut and don't make trouble."

"Yes, yes, yes." The supervisor agreed several times in a row, and with a smile on his face, he disappeared in place in a sensible manner.

Yan Yuankai stopped at the same place, connected the phone, and did not give the other party a chance to speak first: "You are right, Song Chuan has something to do with Yan Jingting, but I think Yan Jingting is really cold-blooded, and he didn't respond at all. "

The other party didn't know what to say.

"Hmph," Yan Yuankai sneered, "he has a lot of ambition, and he doesn't care about his identity. A dog from outside is worthy of fighting with me."

He paused, and continued: "By the way, is that thing medicinal enough? Don't wait for him to wake up in case the matter is not over, and it will be troublesome then."

Before Song Chuan was overwhelmed by the news that he had exposed his relationship with Yan Jingting, he was shocked when he heard this sentence: What kind of medicine?What is he going to do to Yan Jingting?

Yan Yuankai didn't say much, he hung up the phone and left the stairs.Song Chuan stopped where he was, his fingers had rubbed against the wall with blood, and he had no time to care about them.Song Chuan had an intuition that the medicine Yan Yuankai mentioned must be bad for Yan Jingting.

Could it be that he wanted to poison Yan Jingting?

Yan Yuankai is a lunatic who can do anything for the sake of power. Back then, he dared to hire someone to kidnap him, so there is no guarantee that he would not do such a thing.

Song Chuan returned to the venue, but he couldn't find Yan Jingting when he looked around.He had no choice but to find a quieter corner alone, surrounded by all kinds of people.There is no lack of seeing him alone in the corner, wanting to strike up a conversation, but losing interest because he has no other topics other than "um".

The discomfort in Song Chuan's stomach at the moment was no longer enough to resist the lethality of Yan Yuankai's unstable factor. He took out his mobile phone and called Yan Jingting, but no one answered the phone.

He immediately sent a message, and he didn't know if he could receive it. He was about to go to him directly, but unexpectedly, a person stood in front of him. Song Chuan raised his eyes, but his face was not seen, full of arrogance The shirt caught the eye first, and it was Yan Yuankai again.

Is this person haunted?

Song Chuan instinctively wanted to run, but found that this was a dead end.

Yan Yuankai smiled more and more to be beaten, and motioned the bunny girl who was following him to put a bowl of soup in front of him, and said to him: "I was the one who was reckless just now. I let you drink, and I asked someone to make some soup." Soup to hangover."

Song Chuan hid his disgust in his eyes, and shook his head coldly: "No, thank you."

A trace of displeasure flashed across Yan Yuankai's face, but he didn't force him too much, he just smiled and said: "I put the hangover soup here, if you don't trust me, no one will force you if you don't drink it."

As he said that, Yan Yuankai was about to leave, as if he had drunk too much, he couldn't stand firmly, and staggered, Song Chuan subconsciously supported him, but he almost fell down.

At that moment, what Song Chuan didn't notice was that the bunny girl poured something into his cup.

The off-white powder was mixed with the bright color of the juice, and soon disappeared. The people on the side were all focused on their own affairs, and no one noticed his cup.

"Thank you." Yan Yuankai smiled and patted him on the shoulder, got up and left.

Naturally, Song Chuan would not touch the bowl of hangover soup. He took a sip of his own juice, and suddenly remembered that he still had something to do, but Yan Jingting's message was sent at this time.

[Wait for me on the first floor. 】

Song Chuan didn't care about other things, he trotted all the way downstairs, wondering if the marble on the first floor had blinked, suddenly felt dizzy for no reason, and then a layer of heat surged from his lower abdomen, burning his whole body weak Unbearable.His head was heavy as if he had been weighed down by a heavy weight. He took a few steps, and finally his eyes blurred, his feet went limp, and he fell on the ground by the bathroom door.