After the breakup, the shady boss chased after me

"Stay by your side and be a dutiful dog who is always on call and only wags its tail to please you?" Qi Yan hid the sadness in his eyes and sarcastically.

"What are you thinking about?"

Seeing that Qi Yan didn't reply, Fu Shenghe raised Qi Yan's chin with the hand holding the cigar, and asked while looking fixedly at Qi Yan's beautiful brown eyes.

"It's nothing." Qi Yan lowered her eyes, not looking at Fu Shenghe.

"You're lying!" Fu Shenghe smiled coldly.

"look at me."

Qi Yan raised her eyes helplessly, looking at Fu Shenghe's handsome face without a trace of blemish.

Five years ago, it was this face that captivated him, and since then, it was like falling into a nightmare, causing him to fall to pieces.

"Quit the entertainment circle." Fu Shenghe took a deep puff of the cigar in his hand, and approached Qi Yan to repeat.

Qi Yan immediately coughed violently, her face was pale, her eye sockets were red, and her lips turned a little purple.

Qi Yan grabbed the clothes on her chest, feeling that she was a little out of breath.

"Look at you, you are so delicate, and you cough at every turn. Why do you have to go into the muddy waters of the entertainment industry?"

Fu Shenghe didn't seem to see Qi Yan's distressed look of suffocation, and he just sucked on the cigarette in his hand.

"Staying by my side and being a qualified plaything makes you feel so uncomfortable?"

"I don't want to..." Qi Yan coughed violently for a few minutes before he felt the suffocation in his chest get better. He gasped for a few times and spoke with great difficulty.

Qi Yan's voice was dry and hoarse, like coarse sand and stones passing by, Fu Chenghe only felt it was extremely harsh.

"I don't want to be like a dog without dignity, I am a human being, Fu Shenghe!" Qi Yan raised her scarlet eyes and stared closely at Fu Shenghe.

"Hmph, since you don't know what's good or bad, then don't come to me if you have anything to do next!"

After Fu Shenghe finished speaking, he pushed Qi Yan aside with his big hands, and pressed him down. His hands firmly held Qi Yan's delicate and thin waist, with strong desire in his eyes.

"Your body is much more comfortable than your mouth..." Fu Shenghe squeezed Qi Yan's cheeks with his big hands, and sneered.

.........

Qi Yan woke up on the cold floor the next day, with only a blanket covering her body, it was already the deep winter season, even though the floor heating was burning in the house, because the weather was not very cold, the servants did not take care of it. The floor heating is too hot.

Qi Yan felt cold all over his body, the cold that hadn't recovered from the original one was even worse now, it was more flushed, and his throat was burning and sore, he rubbed his temples one after another, his headache was about to split, he felt dizzy, and his whole body was dizzy heavy.

The huge room was deserted, and there was no one there. Fu Shenghe left at some point.

Qi Yan stood up in a daze, only to realize that it was almost noon, and after barely cooking some noodles, Qi Yan took antipyretics, fell back on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

It was already seven o'clock in the evening when he woke up again, Qi Yan looked at the dark room, feeling very hungry, endured the physical pain, Qi Yan got up from the bed with a pale face, and wanted to go to the refrigerator to find something to eat.

But the refrigerator was empty, and Fu Shenghe had a serious obsession with cleanliness, so he didn't allow too many things in the refrigerator, so the servants usually put ingredients that could make a meal, and went to buy fresh ingredients every morning.

It is estimated that Fu Shenghe will not return to the manor for dinner tonight, so the servants did not prepare any ingredients.

Qi Yan sighed, got dressed, took her wallet and went out.

After staying in the room for a whole day, plus what happened in the past few days, Qi Yan was overwhelmed and couldn't breathe.

He walked slowly on the path paved with cobblestones, the cold wind blowing on his face made Qi Yan's bewildered brain regain his sense of clarity.

Qi Yan's face was flushed with hot flashes, he didn't take the main road, because his body had no strength due to the fever, so Qi Yan chose a smaller road that was much closer, because it was a shortcut and not many people passed by, so there were almost no street lights on this road, so Qi Yan Yan didn't notice that there was a person behind him.

It was already too late when I heard the voice behind me.

Qi Yan was pushed against a tree by that man, with a fruit knife resting on her slender neck, the woman in front of her was disheveled, with a crazy expression, she looked at Qi Yan as if she was looking at an enemy, but Qi Yan clearly didn't see her. After all, this woman must not be suffering from a mental illness.

Qi Yan took a few low breaths to calm herself down, her voice was soft and gentle, "Ma'am, did you recognize the wrong person, we have never met before."

The woman's expression was ferocious, and after hearing what Qi Yan said, the knife in her hand moved forward a few centimeters, sticking to Qi Yan's skin, and the sharp knife instantly cut a blood mark on Qi Yan's neck.

Feeling the stabbing pain from her neck, Qi Yan didn't dare to move, even her breathing became a little cautious.

"Qi Yan, right?" The woman stared at Qi Yan for a long while, and finally spoke.

"Yes."

"That's right, you hurt my beloved brother, you go to die."

The woman suddenly went berserk and raised the knife in her hand to stab Qi Yan in the heart.

Qi Yan's pupils constricted, and he subconsciously pushed the woman in front of him away. No matter how crazy the woman was, she was still a woman in essence, and she was defenseless, so she was pushed back two steps. The knife also lost its direction.

With a puff, the knife plunged into Qi Yan's lower abdomen.

Qi Yan groaned, clutching her stomach and falling to the ground in pain.

Seeing some blood stains on her hands, the woman yelled, as if she had woken up from fright, and ran away yelling.

Qi Yan tightly covered his wound with his hands. Due to the excessive blood loss, he felt dizzy for a while. He bit his lower lip desperately to stay awake. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed Fu Shenghe's number. .

The moment the phone was connected, Qi Yan only had time to say, "Fu Shenghe save me." Then she passed out.

Fu Shenghe was sitting on a large and comfortable seat, his legs raised in high-tailored trousers, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. He asked who was calling.

Ling Hang pursed his lips, and there was a hint of calculation in his eyes, and then he said quickly and easily, "It's okay, it's just a liar in advertising."

Fu Shenghe nodded and couldn't deny what Ling Hang said, and continued to look through the documents without saying a word.

Seeing that Fu Shenghe didn't ask any more questions, Ling Hang breathed a sigh of relief, then lowered his head, and before Fu Shenghe didn't notice, he quietly deleted the call record just now.

On the other side, Qi Yan was lying alone in a dark corner, the blood under her body flowed out continuously, like a trickle, it instantly dyed the ground under her body red, but no one noticed...