Hearing that he finally let go, Tan Bengbeng's eyes lit up, and he let go of him suddenly.
"Ahem!"
After being hypoxic for a long time, Qi Yan couldn't help coughing twice when she let go.
His slightly bent body made Tan Bengbeng feel a little guilty.
She has been practicing medicine for so many years, and she has never bullied a handicapped person who is not good enough.
Today's practice clearly violated the Tan family's ancestral precepts.
But in order to leave here, she has no choice...
"As long as you send me away, I won't really do anything to you." Tan Bengbeng said.
Hearing this, Qi Yan smiled instead of anger.
There was an uncomfortable evil in the smile.
She caressed the neck that she had just strangled with her long fingers, and raised her eyebrows, "I can send you away, but you have to promise me one condition."
"What conditions?"
Tan Bengbeng's heart skipped a beat.
Qi Yan: "Stay on this island and stay with me for a month. Whatever I ask you to do, you will do."
Tan Bengbeng: "..."
Tan Bengbeng's hand hanging by his side was already clenched into a fist.
Qi Yan: "You may not know that the sea area around this island has been protected. Except for my ship, no ship can approach this place. If you don't agree to my conditions, even if you kill me, don't even think about it. Get out of here!"
Tan Bengbeng: "..."
She clenched her hand into a fist and slowly let go.
A month is not too long.
If Qi Yan was killed, it would be a question of whether she would be able to leave here alive.
Tan Bengbeng was struggling violently in his heart.
Finally, he gritted his teeth, "I can promise you, or I can obey your orders, but I also have one condition..."
"You only have the right to choose to agree or not to agree, and you are not qualified to negotiate terms with me." Qi Yan interrupted her.
After the words fell, before Tan Bengbeng could speak, he pushed the wheelchair and went back to the big house by the sea.
Not long after, Tan Bengbeng also came back.
It seems that he agreed to his conditions.
"What do you want me to do?" Tan Bengbeng walked up to him and asked.
Qi Yan was not polite either, and looked around his house.
"I haven't cleaned it for two days. I can't stand a little dirt. Don't let me see a little bit of dust."
After he finished speaking, he pushed the wheelchair and prepared to go back to the room.
Tan Bengbeng stopped in front of him, and asked anxiously, "Can you let me call my friend, as long as I know she is fine, you can ask me to do anything!"
Qi Yan lowered his eyes and said coldly.
"Didn't you search the whole house? There is no signal here unless the boat is coming."
His long fingers slid across Tan Bengbeng's sluggish face.
"Be obedient, after a month, you can go wherever you want."
Tan Bengbeng: "..."
Qi Yan returned to the room.
In the living room, there was only Tan Bengbeng who had become a cleaner.
From the first time he saw this house, Tan Bengbeng liked it very much.
She likes white.
Clean and pure, spotless.
But when she was about to tidy up a ridiculously large and all white house, her heart was just like her name, a little broken.
In order to be able to leave this isolated island smoothly.
She could only grit her teeth and follow Qi Yan's request to clean the room bit by bit.
She was so exhausted that she didn't even have the sense to think about who helped Qi Yan clean the room before her...
She actually remembered that on the day she woke up, the room was still clean.
Qi Yan himself said that the house just hasn't been cleaned for two days...