After Wen Yifan's brain twitched and he blurted out the title "top card", he thought Sang Yan would be annoyed. After all, it does have a bad connotation. But to her surprise, he seemed to be enjoying it instead.
Every time she is in front of her, she can quickly enter this identity.
While saying this, Sang Yan moved her hand down, her voice slightly hoarse: "Didn't you covet me for a long time? I always tried every means to take advantage of me before—"
"… "
"Why do you have this right now?" Sang Yan kissed her lips again, her tone was a little rambunctious, and she seemed vague, "On the contrary, she suppressed her desires."
I don't know if I heard him or not.
Wen Yifan tightened his grip on his neck, and subconsciously opened his mouth, wanting to say something.
The next moment, his lips and tongue came in again. This time, the strength was gentler, and he kissed her again and again, as if he was teasing, but also as if he was gradually seducing her.
Gradually decline.
Follow her chin, then to the neck, and finally stop at the position of the collarbone. With bright and charming water marks, accompanied by little rosy traces.
Wen Yifan's thoughts gradually drifted, and he raised his head, unable to remember anything. She just wanted to get closer to the man in front of her, she just wanted to follow him, eager to get rid of all her insecurities because of this.
Sang Yan raised her eyes again and looked at her. Then, Wen Yifan felt that his hand was stopped somewhere by him. His eyes were dark, the corners of his lips curled up, and the lust in his voice was not concealed.
"Where do you want to touch me?"
"… "
He nodded slightly.
"here?"
Wen Yifan stared at his eyebrows, his expression seemed clear and confused. She doesn't seem to be in the state of this affair at all, more like seeking stability, softly said: "It's all good."
Sang Yan's movements paused slightly.
She kissed his Adam's apple, as if trying to send herself up completely: "It's okay."
"… "
Sang Yan lowered her eyes and stared at her appearance. As if he finally sensed something wrong with her, his breath was still extremely hot, but he stopped completely without taking any further action.
Wen Yifan's lips continued down along his Adam's apple.
Before she could make any extra moves, Sang Yan raised her hand and fixed her head. Then, with his strength back, he lifted her face up. The eyes of the two met.
Wen Yifan stared at him dully: "What's wrong?"
"Wen Shuangjiang, what's the matter?" The desire in Sang Yan's eyes did not dissipate at all, she caressed the corner of her lips, and said lightly, "Tell me about it."
Wen Yifan didn't answer, and said quietly, "Aren't you going to continue?"
"Just thinking about this? But why do I feel like you're not paying attention at all?" Sang Yan observed her expression, sighed indifferently, and began to ask, "Why did you suddenly come out?"
Wen Yifan's sanity slowly returned. She pursed her lips lightly, breathing a little more urgently: "I can't sleep a bit."
Sang Yan brought up the matter of Che Xingde again: "Because of what you just mentioned?"
Wen Yifan didn't say a word, as if he was acquiescing.
"..." Sang Yan stretched out her hand and pinched her face again, with a bit of strength, "I've told you, it's just a big deal. If you don't mention it, I don't remember it at all."
Hearing this, Wen Yifan looked at him again.
Sang Yan: "Is there anything else?"
Wen Yifan shook his head.
"Wen Shuangjiang, how many times have you been sleepwalking recently?" Sang Yan frowned slightly, speaking slowly, "a little too often."
Wen Yifan lowered his head and said calmly, "Maybe I haven't slept too much recently."
"If you're really tired, please take a break for a few days." Sang Yan said, "Can you?"
"…Um."
"I might have to go to Yihe in a while. My sister won't be back there during the summer vacation. My parents can't worry about it and let me go there." Sang Yan lowered her head and bit her earlobe, "Tell you How does this get me through?"
"I'm really fine." Wen Yifan felt itchy and shrank his neck, "When are you going?"
"End of July."
"How long?"
"One week." Sang Yan still stared at her and said in a low voice, "If you have nothing to do, just order ahead."
"It's okay to be with her in the past, she's a little girl who really makes people feel uneasy. Don't quarrel with her." After such a time, Wen Yifan seems to have returned to his usual appearance." Then I can help you to see the hotel together? I should be a little more familiar with it than you."
Sang Yan's expression was unclear, and after a while, he responded, "Okay."
I don't know if the phone call had an effect, or if it was just my own psychological effect. After that, Wen Yifan never saw Che Xingde again, nor did he hear about this character from his colleagues.
On WeChat, Zhao Yuandong didn't mention the uncle's family to her again.
Wen Yifan's emotions slowly returned to normal as these people disappeared.
Next, Wen Yifan contacted the car sales consultant intermittently through WeChat.
Originally, she had already selected the car, and she just had to pay for the formalities. But I was persuaded by Zhong Siqiao again, saying that the National Day is almost here, and it will be much cheaper to buy at the event.
Wen Yifan was persuaded and felt that it made sense, and finally decided to wait a few more months.
As a result, the plan to buy a car has been shelved.
Sang Yan didn't mention this matter much, and didn't feel impatient because she had to pick her up from get off work every day. Just casually mentioned that if she usually needs a car, she can just drive his car.
With the arrival of midsummer, the temperature in Nanwu continues to rise, and it seems to have reached a peak in late July. The sun is hot and the heat is steaming up along the cement floor, making people feel a little dry for no reason.
Wen Yifan received a hotline saying that a chain restaurant had substandard hygiene, causing many customers to vomit and have diarrhea, and the impact was quite serious. At present, the Food and Drug Administration has stepped in to deal with it.
After sorting out the information, Wen Yifan applied for an interview car with Taili, and went out of the unit with Fu Zhuang.
Just after leaving the building, Fu Zhuang scratched his head, suddenly remembered something, and said a little embarrassedly: "Sister, I didn't have my cell phone. You wait for me here for two minutes, I'll hurry and get back."
"..." Wen Yifan said helplessly, carrying the equipment on his back, "Come on."
"Okay!" Fu Zhuang shouted and ran inside, "Right now!"
Wen Yifan took out his mobile phone and waited there for a while. After standing for a long time, she felt that the equipment was a little heavy, she thought about it, and sent Fu Zhuang a message: [I will wait for you in the car.]
Then, she lifted her foot and walked towards the parking lot.
After finding the location of the interview car, Wen Yifan was about to walk over when the strap of his backpack was suddenly pulled from behind. Unprepared, she took a few steps back along the force, and turned sharply to look back.
It's like history repeating itself.
He met Che Xingde's face again, which seemed to be haunted.
"I've finally met you." Che Xingde smiled casually, and the strength in her hands loosened with her actions, "You're really good, during this period of time, I came here once a day, and I never saw him once. You don't have to hide from uncle like this."
Wen Yifan raised his head and glanced at the monitor: "I didn't say it clearly enough before?"
"What did you say?" Che Xingde didn't tell her any more this time, the intention was very clear, "Okay, then I told you clearly, if you want to get rid of us, you can. You give me 10,000 yuan first. ."
"… "
"Reimbursing the money I was extorted from by your man before, otherwise we won't have a better life."
As if he didn't hear him, Wen Yifan ignored him and continued to walk forward.
Perhaps it has always been regarded as air, and Che Xingde was even more angry, as if he was completely impatient. His expression became a little more sinister, and he directly pulled the bag beside her: "Damn it! I gave you face, didn't I? You stupid man don't give me face! How the hell do you dare to give me face? !"
Wen Yifan's bag was torn off by him and held in his hand.
Then, Che Xingde pushed her hard again, venting his emotions heavily.
"Fuck you slut! It's amazing to climb a rich man, isn't it!"
Wen Yifan stepped back uncontrollably, and there were several jagged branches in the bushes beside her, which were pulled on her thigh, and several very obvious wounds were cut. She groaned in pain, stabilized her body a little, and looked down.
I saw that my thighs were already bleeding.
Che Xingde seemed to want to step forward.
At this time, Fu Zhuang also got his mobile phone and came back. Seeing this situation, he was stunned for a moment, accompanied by great anger: "Hey! What are you doing!"
With the presence of others, Cha Heung-deok's sanity seems to have returned. He groaned, gave Wen Yifan a stern look, and wanted to leave with her bag in hand.
Fu Zhuang stretched out his hand to stop him while calling the police, but he couldn't help but be rude: "You are so blatant in robbing and hurting people? Just wait in jail, you idiot!"
Che Xingde shouted, "You're just in jail! I'll rob my niece of anything!"
"Fu Zhuang, just wait for the police to deal with it." Wen Yifan stood up straight, as if he didn't feel any pain, "I'm not afraid of him running away if there is surveillance."
"… "
Che Xingde was stunned for a moment, and then he noticed the surveillance beside him. He was a little panicked, but he forced an arrogant smile on his face: "I'm not taking things from outsiders. Do you think it's useful to call the police? See if the police have time to take care of your trivial family affairs."
"Okay." Wen Yifan looked at him and said blankly, "I'm waiting."
Because of this incident, Wen Yifan's report was received by another colleague. She took a half-day leave and went to the police station with the police. After the director cared about her for a few words, he sent Fu Zhuang over to tell her about the news in a very businesslike manner.
Wen Yifan first went to the hospital to treat the wound and examine the wound, and then went to the police station to record a statement.
Not long after, Che Yanqin received a call and rushed over. When she saw Wen Yifan's existence, she immediately understood the situation and said to the policeman, "Police colleague, what are you doing? How can this be considered a robbery?"
Che Yanqin's attitude was not good, and the policeman replied in an impatient tone: "Why not? There is both human and physical evidence. The case can be filed."
"We are relatives! This is my niece!" Che Yanqin became angry, "You don't have any family? Take your family's belongings as a robbery?!"
The policeman frowned: "Be careful when you speak!"
Wen Yifan was not disturbed at all. She looked at the police officer in front of her with a light expression on her face, and explained extremely calmly: "This is my great aunt, but I'm not familiar with them."
"… "
"Also," Wen Yifan paused and continued, "Che Xingde has been harassing me for a long time. I don't know if we can file a case together. The surveillance in front of my company should be able to check it out. ."
…
After recording the confession and cooperating with various procedures, Wen Yifan went home directly. She wanted to take a bath, but was afraid that the wound on her leg would get water, so she could only wash her head and wipe her body with a towel.
Noticing the ferocious scars on his legs, Wen Yifan applied the medicine and then put on a pair of trousers.
After leaving the toilet, Wen Yifan lay on the bed and sent a message to Sang Yan, saying that he had arrived home.
Thinking that Sang Yan was going to Yihe tomorrow, Wen Yifan simply opened the software and looked at the hotel for him. Looking at it, she felt a little sleepy, and when she was drowsy, she heard a movement at the entrance.
Wen Yifan opened his eyes immediately, struggled between sleeping and Sang Yan for a while, but got up and walked out.
As soon as he walked into the living room, he met Sang Yan's line of sight.
Sang Yan raised her eyebrows: "Why is it early today?"
"Well." Wen Yifan sat on the sofa, "I have nothing to do after the interview, so I came back."
Sang Yan put on his slippers and walked in, his eyes down. Glancing at her trousers, he sat next to Wen Yifan and asked casually, "Why do you still wear trousers at home in the summer?"
Wen Yifan lowered his eyes and subconsciously lied: "Come on my period, it's a little cold with the air conditioner."
Hearing this answer, Sang Yan recalled: "Are you early this month?"
"..." Wen Yifan was stunned, and said indifferently, "Ah, yes. Not quite."
"Then don't turn on the air conditioner to sleep tonight," Sang Yan had no doubts, and habitually pulled her into her arms, and stretched out her hand to cover her lower abdomen, "It hurts?"
Wen Yifan stared at his face, suddenly unable to speak. She pulled away from the topic and said in a low voice, "Aren't you going to Yihe tomorrow? Pack your things first."
Sang Yan smiled: "Is there anything to clean up?"
"Tomorrow, your flight at 8:30 p.m.," Wen Yifan began to plan carefully, "then you come to our company after get off work, and after I take you to the airport, drive back?"
"Okay." Sang Yan lowered her head and pressed her warm palm to her lower abdomen, casually said, "I'll make you some brown sugar water later, drink it before going to bed."
Wen Yifan avoided his sight: "No."
"Why not?" Sang Yan said lazily, "I don't want you to wake up in the middle of the night with pain and toss me."
"… "
The next afternoon.
After leaving the office, Sang Yan went into the toilet. As soon as he pulled down his pants chain, a man stood next to the urinal, and greeted him very kindly: "Sang Yan, you also go to the toilet."
"..." Sang Yan looked sideways and met Xiang Lang's face, "Are you in trouble?"
"It's not been a long time, so let's say hello." Xiang Lang said with a clear voice and chatting, "Although we are in the same company, we haven't met a few times."
Sang Yan was too lazy to pay attention to him.
Xiang Lang didn't care about his attitude, he just thought it was funny: "Why do you always have this attitude towards me? It's been like this since high school."
Sang Yan glanced at him, wanting to laugh or not, and said, "You're just so disgusting."
"… "
After finishing the solution, Sang Yan turned around and walked towards the sink.
"You don't have to do this, I'm friends with Yifan. How long have you been targeting me?" Xiang Lang followed, and when he mentioned this, he thought of another thing, "By the way, the one I said before was with Yifan. Anything about going to Yihe University together is nonsense." Hearing this, Sang Yan raised his eyebrows slowly.
"I was trying to make you unhappy at the time, but it was boring to see that you didn't respond. But it's been so long, so I don't need to be punished for drinking." Xiang Lang turned on the tap and smiled, "You don't have to. Get angry about this."
Sang Yan snorted softly.
Xiang Lang looked at him with interest, and felt a little emotional that the two were still together after so many years: "To be honest, I always thought you had the best chance to catch up with Yifan."
"… "
"But you're still out of luck." Xiang Lang said casually, "I feel that if it wasn't for Yifan's move to Beiyu with her uncle, you two would have been together long ago."
Sang Yan's eyes stopped: "Uncle?"
"yes."
"Didn't she live with her grandmother?"
"No, she lived at her grandmother's place for a while at first. Later, she lived at her uncle's place." Perhaps because he felt that he had been chatting for too long, Xiang Lang didn't mention it any more, and went out, "I'm leaving, work. went."
Sang Yan was still standing there, her eyelashes drooping, she didn't know what she was thinking.
…
At six o'clock, Sang Yan left the company on time and drove to the downstairs of Nanwu Radio and Television. He found a spot to park, lowered the window, and sent a message to Wen Yifan: [Arrived]
Wen Yifan replied quickly: [Right now, wait a moment.]
Sang Yan's fingertips tapped on the window edge, thinking about what Xiang Lang just said, a little absent-minded.
In high school, Wen Yifan lived at his uncle's house, but told him that he had been living with his grandmother. Her "uncle" was her aunt's younger brother. On the day the college entrance examination results came out, he went to Beiyu to find her, and met this "uncle" who was pestering her.
She said she didn't know the man.
Combined with this period of time, Wen Yifan's emotions after meeting the man.
Sang Yan's lip line gradually straightened, and a guess that made him extremely unwilling to believe gradually emerged in his mind. He didn't dare to think about it any more, he turned his head to pick up the cigarette case, and just smoked a cigarette.
At this time, Sang Yan suddenly heard someone calling him.
"Brother Sanyan!"
Hearing the sound, Sang Yan looked over and met Fu Zhuang's big eyes.
Fu Zhuang came over and lay down in front of his car window, very familiar: "Are you here to pick up Sister Yifan from get off work again?"
Sang Yan had met him a few times, and she was really in no mood to speak at the moment, she just nodded.
"You are such a good boyfriend." Fu Zhuang reached out and patted his shoulder and comforted, "But you shouldn't have to worry too much recently. That perverted man is now detained by the police station, and there should be nothing to do in the near future."
"..." Sang Yan tilted her head and grabbed the four words: "Perverted man?"
"That's right, it's wretched and disgusting, I'm going to die of anger just listening to what I said." Fu Zhuang became angrier as he spoke, and his voice increased, "I keep saying that Fan is her niece and so on. She always came to Taiwan to harass her, and yesterday she even went to the police station."
Sang Yan's voice gradually softened: "Is it the police station?"
Fu Zhuang nodded: "Sister Yifan was pushed by him, and a lot of blood was left on her leg from the branches. It hurts to look at."
After talking for a long time, Fu Zhuang finally reacted, and it was a little strange: "Brother Sang Yan, don't you know? Sister Yifan didn't mention it to you?"
Sang Yan played with the cigarette in his hand and was silent for a few seconds.
"mentioned."
Afraid of delaying Sang Yan's flight, Wen Yifan did not dare to linger after receiving his news. She left the unit and found Sang Yan's car in a familiar place. After getting on the co-pilot, she asked, "Do you want me to drive over?"
Sang Yan: "No need."
He didn't say more and started the car directly.
Wen Yifan nodded, looked down and pulled out his mobile phone, and said, "By the way, I picked out a few hotels for you last night, all of which are near Yida University. It's summer vacation, and there are many vacancies there, so don't worry. Order. You'll see which one you like better later, and I'll order it for you?"
Sanyan hummed.
Aware of his taciturnity, Wen Yifan looked sideways. She was about to speak, but suddenly noticed that the car was driving in the wrong direction, and hesitated: "Did you drive the wrong way? We are going to the airport now, and this is the way home."
Sang Yan continued to look ahead with a cold tone: "Go home first."
"..." Wen Yifan didn't know what was going on, and asked hesitantly, "Are you missing something?"
Sang Yan hummed again perfunctorily.
Wen Yifan glanced at the time: "Then we have to hurry up, I'm afraid you won't be able to catch the plane."
Inexplicably, Wen Yifan felt that the air pressure in the car was extremely low at this moment. She was inexplicably uneasy, her right eyelid twitched, and she couldn't help asking, "Are you in a bad mood today?"
Sang Yan didn't say a word.
Wen Yifan: "What's wrong?"
Seeing that he still didn't speak, Wen Yifan said something happy to himself, hoping to make him feel better. Seeing that he had no desire to chat, he slowly stopped talking.
She was a little worried, and she felt a little bit about to come.
Drive all the way to the underground garage of Shangdu Flower City.
After getting out of the car, Sang extended his hand to Wen Yifan's wrist and walked towards the elevator. Wen Yifan stared at his profile, somehow, he always had a bad premonition, but he didn't know what happened.
She tried to say a few words to cheer him up.
Sang Yan would respond to her, but her tone was different from any previous time, and she had always been extremely cold. It seemed that he was just taking a word and didn't want to embarrass her, but in fact, he didn't have any desire to speak.
On the sixteenth floor, Sang Yan took out the key and opened the door.
The two walked in.
Wen Yifan stood at the entrance and didn't intend to take off his shoes: "Then go get it—"
Before she could finish speaking, Sang Yan picked her up and put her on the shoe cabinet. He looked at her blankly, as if trying to confirm something, and straightened her trousers up.
"..." Wen Yifan's expression froze.
At this moment, because of his actions, she understood the reason for his bad mood.
Wen Yifan subconsciously stopped his movements.
Sang Yan's reaction was quick, and she didn't take her resistance at all. He fixed hers with one hand and continued to stroke it up until he reached the base of his thigh.
Her legs were fair and delicate, without any scars.
Sang Yan stopped, looked up at her again, and started to stroke the other trouser leg without saying a word.
Wen Yifan was really anxious, but he couldn't break free of his strength.
"Sang Yan!"
As soon as she reached the position of her thigh, Sang Yan could clearly see the scar on her leg. There were several bloodstains, which had not yet formed a scab, and blood was still visible in several places, which were red and swollen, and looked extremely shocking.
At this moment, Sang Yan's anger seemed to be completely ignited.
He closed his eyes, suppressed the fire and asked, "How did you do it."