In Paris, Huo Qing looked gloomyly at the photo that Wang Zong had just sent on the computer screen, and a sharp blade-like light shone deep in his eyes.
The scene in the photo is very chaotic, it can be seen that it is a private room of a bar, the obscene atmosphere formed by the chaotic naked figures and the torn clothes almost rushes out of the computer screen. None of the people inside showed their faces, except for a teenager wearing glasses, who looked only sixteen or seventeen years old, with immature facial features, and was pressed on the sofa by a shirtless man with some confusion and anxiety.
That's what his Susu looked like when he was young. He was drugged by a group of men and torn off his clothes. He was delirious and took countless dirty photos. Afterwards, these unsightly photos were even sent to his stepfather Jiang Zhaolin's office on the table.
Anna didn't know about this matter, it was Jiang Zhaolin who immediately arranged for Yan Su to drop out of school, and called him into the study to reprimand him for two hours. In order to save Yan Su, Jiang Yang almost broke his arm when he was about to take the college entrance examination. Coupled with these disgusting photos, one can imagine how Jiang Zhaolin yelled at Yan Su in those two hours. After all, he was just an insignificant stepson.
This was a heavy blow and shame to Su Sulai, who was still a child at that time, and Huo Qing's heart ached just thinking about it.
"Find out all these people, including Jiang He." Huo Qing's uncontrollable anger mixed into his tone.
"Yes, boss, I'm already working on it." Wang Zong responded on the phone.
Huo Qing hung up the call and looked at these photos silently. At this moment, his whole brain was in a state of boiling, but his eyes were cold, showing a terrifying murderous intent.
At noon, Nie Jia had lunch with a bloodless face, and then attended a seminar at the invitation of the General Hospital. He had no interest in this kind of backward medical treatment in the ordinary world at all, and he just wanted to find something to do for himself.
It was already night when the seminar ended, and Nie Jia was in low spirits. When he came back, he didn't even eat dinner and went to take a shower and lay down on the bed, like a salted fish that had lost its dream.
He was in a bad mood, and the system was worried that he would have a stomachache in the morning and kept yelling at him to go to dinner, but Nie Jia would automatically block him.
He wrapped himself in a spring roll and fell asleep.
After an unknown amount of time, Nie Jia was awakened by a series of rustling footsteps. He vaguely remembered that his door lock had been broken by Jiang He during the day and that anyone could enter and leave his room before it could be repaired. Maybe it was Anna... Nie Jia was thinking about it unconsciously, when he felt a lump sinking around him, and then his warm palm lightly landed on his head.
He woke up suddenly, threw off the quilt and sat up, looking at the people around him in disbelief.
"Did I wake you up?" Huo Qing stared at Nie Jia's slightly sluggish handsome face with unparalleled tenderness in his eyes.
Nie Jia looked like a small animal with nowhere to escape, with his ears drooping, he said cautiously and somewhat pleasantly: "Why... you won't be back in a few days?"
"I think you can't stand it, so you came back early." Huo Qing took Nie Jia's hand, kissed the inside of his wrist lightly, and then pulled him into his arms and hugged him tenderly.
Nie Jia glanced at the time. At ten o'clock in the evening, it takes about twelve hours to get from Paris to Feiyue City, which means that Huo Qing rushed back immediately after their video conference ended in the morning...
He didn't know what to say at once, first surprised and then faintly happy, it's good that he didn't feel disgusted by his violent behavior. Nie Jia moved her arms, breathing slightly trembling as she wanted to hug him.
At this time, Huo Qing whispered in his ear, "I'm worried about you."
Nie Jia paused, then lowered the arm he just raised, lowered his head, buried his face in Huo Qing's neck and said with a somewhat self-deprecating smile: "You've clearly seen it, I can protect myself very well , nothing to worry about."
"Of course, this is a good thing." Huo Qing noticed the strangeness in his tone, let go of his hand and looked at the disappointed young man in the faint moonlight, couldn't help but stroked his forehead and kissed him between the eyebrows, and then Uneasy, he hugged him back into his arms, "But what if it's not Jiang He? It's someone else who has the ability to hurt you, I can only watch you being bullied..." He gritted his teeth, "I will never leave again You, from now on I will be by your side wherever you go, always in a place that you can see as long as you look back."
Nie Jia was so stunned that he didn't react for a long time. For a second, he felt that he had misunderstood Shi Chen.
"No one can bully me, I will break their necks!" He could no longer restrain his hostility, and said fierce and cruel words in his mouth, but suddenly his brows frowned, and he couldn't control his tears and hugged Holding Huo Qing's neck, he gritted his teeth and cried.
"It's alright, it's alright." Huo Qing hugged the trembling body tightly, patting his back in pain and softly comforting him.
In previous reincarnations, Nie Jia always believed that he would be sentenced to death when the reincarnation ended, and his life would be completely over at that time. He thought of Shi Chen countless times. Even though they liked each other tacitly, they never said a word. It was the thing Nie Jia regretted most that he didn't pursue the person he liked bravely. There is no chance.
Even when he learned that Shi Chen was trying his best to save him, even hacked into the public prosecution system and stood in front of him, Nie Jia felt uneasy because he was no longer kind and docile. He was not afraid of death, but he was very afraid that Shi Chen would Mind and loathe his change.
At this moment, Nie Jia finally understood that he underestimated Shi Chen's love, and he was the one who didn't love enough, that's why he was so suspicious of whether the other party was not firm enough. He is too despicable, in order to avoid getting hurt, even Shi Chen tampered with the system of the public prosecution team to find him at the risk of being investigated, he would dodge and dare not directly respond to his feelings, what a coward!
"Thank you for being willing to love me and save me." Nie Jia blamed herself while suppressing her crying.
Huo Qing felt something in his heart, and smiled gently with his brows: "You are my salvation."
The system covers your mouth and tears. Oh, that's so moving... Although I don't want to disturb you, Mr. Nie, I'd like to remind you that the Chief of Staff has arrested Jiang He.
After Nie Jia's mood stabilized a bit, Huo Qing got up and twisted a warm towel for him, and wiped away the tear stains on his embarrassed face. Nie Jia knelt on the bed with her eyes closed and obediently let him ravage her. The tip of her nose and the end of her eyes were red, as clean as an innocent child who had been bullied.
"It's getting late, go back to sleep." Huo Qing was full of gloom, and touched the end of Nie Jia's red eyes with pity.
Nie Jia opened his eyes, his emotions were still churning. Where did he feel sleepy? He took Huo Qing's hand and said softly, "What are you doing with Jiang He? He was so frightened this morning that he didn't dare to trouble me again."
Huo Qing frowned, he didn't want to tell him.
Nie Jia, on the other hand, said, "You know what happened in the bar twelve years ago, right?"
Jiang He told everything today, and Huo Qing heard everything verbatim, how could he remain indifferent.
Seeing Huo Qing's gloomy eyes, Nie Jia stepped forward and leaned on his shoulder with a light smile and said, "Actually, it's nothing, it's all posing for photos, I'm not being bullied, Jiang Yang just took some photos for Jiang Zhaolin to see." It’s just that it didn’t really affect me at all.”
Huo Qing's face was still ashen, "Don't worry about this matter, including Jiang Yang, let me handle it, okay?"
"Let Jiang He go. If you want to vent your anger, you can beat him up first. I promise you that I will deal with them as soon as possible and will never involve myself." Nie Jia gently blew in his ear: "Then, we Let's marry."
Huo Qing's pupils tightened, and he stared at Nie Jia like a wolf: "Say it again."
Nie Jia smiled and said, "I'm proposing to you, do I need to kneel down?"
Huo Qing's response was a fierce kiss that almost made Nie Jia breathless. He pushed her down on the bed, and bullied him gently and domineeringly. Nie Jia suddenly thought of something when he was emotional, and gasped slightly: "The lock in my room is broken, in case my mother comes in..."
Huo Qing threw away his suit jacket, wrapped his arms around Nie Jia's knees, and carried him into the bathroom. He put Nie Jia on the sink, kicked the door shut and locked it, and put Nie Jia on the mirror with one hand. Jiayuan said in a low voice in his arms: "It's locked now."
Nie Jia laughed, put her arms around Huo Qing's neck and kissed him, and then quickly fell into it.
The next day, Jiang Yang was dealing with business in the office. The gossip and gossip of the past two days made him burnt out, and he couldn't clean it up after a lot of effort. There were so many things in the company that he was so busy that he couldn't go home and get a good night's sleep for a week. Meng Qian feels sorry for Jiang Yang. Recently, the gallery has nothing to do, so he cooks three meals a day and delivers them to Jiang Yang, and stays with him in the company.
After lunch, Meng Qian was sitting next to Jiang Yang's desk, feeding him fruit, and chatting with him while dealing with official business.
A strong force suddenly pushed open the door of Jiang Yang's office, and two figures rushed in. Among them, the female secretary kept bowing and apologizing: "I'm sorry, chairman... I can't stop him from coming in..."
Wasn't it Jiang He who had just been released by Wang Zong who broke in
"It's okay, you go out first." Meng Qian glanced at Jiang He in disgust, then threw the fork back on the plate and said to the secretary.
The secretary nodded tremblingly and retreated, closing the door behind him.
Jiang Yang looked up, frowned impatiently and said, "Why did you do this?"
Jiang He was covered in dirt, with dried nosebleeds hanging on his face, obviously he looked like he had been beaten, especially his right eye was bloodshot and red, which looked a little scary. He went to the sofa and sat down on his butt, gasping for breath: "I was fired by Qin Yiran, didn't you know? You still have the time to prostitute yourself in the office?!"