Mr. Yan, break up

There was no panic on He Nai's face, and a smile was on the corner of his mouth. Seeing him like this, Song Chuan couldn't help but panic.

Song Chuan was tied to the chair again, his mouth was sealed and he couldn't speak. He could only watch helplessly as He Nai took out a baseball bat from the closet beside him, weighed it in his hand, and then stood there. behind the door.

After a while, there were a few small footsteps outside the door, and Yan Jingting walked along the long corridor all the way to the door. This long corridor was extremely dark, only a little light was exposed from the crack of the innermost door .

In all likelihood, He Nai hid Song Chuan here.

Yan Jingting's heart began to beat wildly, the hand on the door trembled slightly, he opened the door, and the scene inside the door slowly appeared in front of his eyes.

Right in the very center of the room, Song Chuan was firmly tied to the stool. He saw Yan Jingting suddenly appearing, but he wasn't surprised at all.He struggled desperately, and the stool slid across the floor, making a screeching sound.

Because of the restraint of the rope, Song Chuan couldn't struggle, and he and the chair fell directly on the ground, making a loud noise, but he still shook his head and made an unidentifiable whining sound from his throat.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Yan Jingting didn't care about anything else, just about to go in, he stepped halfway and hastily stopped.

What about it?

He clearly saw He Nai coming in with his own eyes, but what about other people?

Yan Jingting stopped in time due to the sense of crisis, but it was already too late, Yan Jingting instinctively turned his head when it was dark in front of him, and the stick hit his left shoulder directly.He Nai exhausted all his strength with this stick, he didn't even want to leave Yan Jingting alive!

It simply hit his shoulder, Yan Jingting felt as if his left shoulder was broken at that moment, the huge momentum forced him to kneel down and kneel on the ground.

Soon, He Nai's other stick came down again, this time it hit his head directly, Yan Jingting stretched out his right arm to block, this stick hit his right arm firmly again.Under the great force, Yan Jingting unconsciously fell to one side, hitting his head directly on the wall.

There was a slight heat flow down his forehead, passing along the bridge of his eyebrows and nose, and falling to the ground in small spots.Yan Jingting's long eyelashes were stained with blood, half of his eyes were clear, and half of them were foggy with blood.

He Nai directly pulled Yan Jingting up from his stand and threw him to the center of the room. Yan Jingting struggled a bit, but He Nai stepped on his chest and was forced to lie on his back.He turned his eyes, looked at Song Chuan's face on the side, hooked the corners of his lips, and said softly, "Don't cry...I...I'm fine."

Song Chuan's eyes widened, tears fell uncontrollably, he struggled desperately on the ground, approaching Yan Jingting, whimpering in his throat.

"Let me ask you," He Nai pressed the baseball bat against Yan Jingting's throat, and said coldly, "How did you guess that Song Chuan was with me?"

Yan Jingting's forehead was bleeding profusely, and the blood was mixed with dust all over his face, but he didn't look at all embarrassed, his handsome eyebrows were raised, and he deliberately smiled contemptuously: "Because you're stupid... ah——"

The strength in He Nai's hand increased, and the bat hit his throat, blocking him from speaking, leaving only the snoring sound in his throat.

"Yan Jingting, you should be clear that your life is now in my hands." The strength in He Nai's hand loosened, and Yan Jingting was released, like a fish in dry land, and began to breathe heavily.He Nai was so angry that he wanted to arrest Yan Jingting and torture him severely, so that Song Chuan could see with his own eyes how the man he loved the most knelt down in front of him and begged for mercy.He didn't expect that Yan Jingting had already fallen to this stage, and his arrogance didn't drop at all.

He didn't get angry, and kicked the opponent's side directly.Yan Jingting was like a lifeless sack, kicked far away, and hit the wall heavily.

"Since you're here, don't even think about leaving." He Nai put the bat in his hand aside, and watched Yan Jingting leaning on the wall as he struggled to get up from the ground, "Yan Jingting, you are so powerful in China, and in Z You don’t have any industrial relations in China, you don’t even have a social friend, and you dare to break in without external support... You are too self-righteous.”

Yan Jingting ignored his words, leaned on the wall with one hand, staggered up from the ground, and the blood from his forehead dripped onto the ground.His eyes were covered with a thin layer of blood mist, and everything seemed to be separated by a layer of red veil.Song Chuan on the ground, and the proud He Nai, were hidden in this layer of red veil, so they couldn't see clearly.

Song Chuan was still lying on the ground, and the obstructive chair restrained him from getting up straight, so he could only struggle on the ground.Yan Jingting wanted to help him, but he fell down as soon as his hands left the wall.

"Uuuuuu-"

Song Chuan's tears were mixed with mud, covering his whole body and face, making him dirty and embarrassed.He didn't care about other things at all, and watched Yan Jingting fall to the ground, but there was nothing he could do.

He Nai picked up Song Chuan from the ground, and tore off the tape on Song Chuan's mouth with one hand.

"Yan Jingting!!"

His voice was unprecedentedly hoarse, and he felt like he was about to cough up blood.

He Nai whispered miserably in his ear and said, "Look, this is the lover you've been thinking of, and he just fell in front of you in such a state of embarrassment, with no ability to save you at all."

"Song Chuan, the only person in this world who can save you is me."

After He Nai finished speaking, he smiled and avoided Song Chuan's spit, and untied the rope in his hand.Before Song Chuan had time to run, He Nai fell directly on the bed, and he was tied to the bed rail again.

Yan Jingting froze and said angrily, "What are you doing?"

He Nai raised his eyebrows: "Guess?"

He Nai never expected that Yan Jingting, who was seriously injured behind him, had already stood up.Yan Jingting seemed to have unleashed the greatest strength in his life, and wanted to punch He Nai's head directly, but his eyes were stained red, he couldn't tell clearly, this punch only hit He Nai's head back.

He Nai was in pain, at this moment, Song Chuan only felt his eyes go dark, as if a person fell from the sky and hit him directly.There was a familiar face in front of him, and Yan Jingting just lay on his body, the blood from his forehead dripped down Song Chuan's face and slipped into his lips.

Fishy sweet to the extreme, suffused with bitterness.

He Nai wanted to pull him off Song Chuan's body, but Yan Jingting hugged Song Chuan tightly and refused to let go.

He Nai's eyes were already red, he punched Yan Jingting's back one after another, punching to the flesh, without any mercy.Song Chuan could only feel the face of the man on his body buried in his shoulder socket, and the heavy breath mixed with the smell of blood spread on the side of his neck.

Yan Jingting was so stubborn and blocked Song Chuan with his body without any skill.