When Fu Shenxing received He Yan's text message, he was about to have a meeting. Seeing the content of the message, he was stunned for a moment, and then smiled sarcastically. Throwing the phone on the conference table, signaled that Yan Zhu could start the meeting. The content of the meeting was about the expansion of Fu's enterprise in the new European and American markets. The project leader spoke eloquently, mixing Chinese and English, and occasionally popped up an uncommon word that made people wonder which language it was. On the instrument, countless charts flashed one by one, making people dizzy, leaving no time for people to think.
This is the working method of the former "Fu Shenxing". His thinking is always one step ahead of everyone else. Those who are familiar with him may be afraid that they speak too slowly and cannot keep up with his speed and inferior heroes. But Fu Shen can't do it now, he has a hard time following, but he still has to look relaxed.
Some things need to be accumulated, that is, you work harder. achieved in a short time. The corners of Fu Shenxing's lips curled up in a self-deprecating manner, unconsciously distracted. His eyes fell on the mobile phone on the table, and the content of He Yan's text message flashed in his mind again. She told him: She was going to kill herself.
But he didn't believe it. For such a woman, even if you put the knife on her neck, she would struggle again. How could she choose to end her life by herself? He didn't believe it, and the sarcasm on Fu Shenxing's lips deepened. But it was another temptation, a temptation to retreat. He knew that woman too well.
And, what if she really died? For him, it was just the loss of an interesting plaything, and a game ended early. Thinking this way, for some reason, he still felt a little uneasy, and this uneasiness was still expanding little by little. It made his heart a little oppressed.
He picked up the phone, replied to He Yan's text message, and deliberately asked her: "What method of death will you choose?"
She didn't reply, and time passed, and his mobile phone remained silent. Nothing happened. He frowned unconsciously, and dialed her number directly, but turned off the phone when he didn't want to. The meeting was still in progress, but Fu Shenxing stood up suddenly, ignoring everyone's astonished gazes, strode out, and coldly ordered A Jiang who was waiting outside: "Get ready for the car and go out, check where He Yan is at the moment. "
Soon, A Jiang replied to him, "The location of the mobile phone shows that Ms. He didn't go out after returning home in the morning."
Fu Shen's pedestrians had already got into the car, nodded slightly upon hearing this, and said in a deep voice, "Go to her house, the sooner the better." After a pause, he said again: "Ask Dr. Wan to rush over as well."
Dr. Wan is Fu Shenxing's personal doctor. He has excellent medical skills, and more importantly, he is very good at trauma treatment. A Jiang vaguely guessed something, immediately called Dr. Wan, told him the address of He Yan's home, and specially reminded him: "Someone may commit suicide, please bring the first aid kit."
The driver drove the car very fast, Fu Shenxing's face was gloomy, and he was silent all the way. When he got outside He Yan's house, he got out of the car without waiting for A Jiang to come down and open the car door for him. He walked quickly into the building with a sullen face. When he arrived outside He's house, he realized that he had lost her house key. His handsome face was even colder, he took a step back, and directly raised his foot to kick the door lock hard.
Such a strong anti-theft door broke after only two feet from him. The door was kicked open with a "bang", and he saw her on the sofa at a glance. She was sitting on the sofa on her back, her mind was still awake, her face was as pale as paper, and her hands were resting on the armrest of the sofa. The blood slowly emerged from her wrists, dripped down her fingertips, and formed a huge mass on the ground. of a slice.
Seeing the color of the blood, his heart was finally relieved, but the anger in his heart was even heavier. He walked up to her, looked down at her, and asked her with a sneer: "Such a smart Mr. Don’t you know that it is very difficult to kill someone by cutting the pulse? Next time, the incision will be deeper, and it is better to cut the artery directly.”
She was still smiling, and murmured: "No wonder, every time I cut, the bleeding stops after a while. It turns out that the method is wrong."
He was taken aback when he heard the words, only then did he realize that there were more than one wound on her wrist, and there were three or four deep and shallow ones. He laughed angrily, stepped forward and pulled her up from the sofa, and asked coldly: "Where is this wound?" What is it? Playing a scene of committing suicide in fear of crime? Or betting with your life whether I will soften my heart to you?"
The blood loss made her look extremely pale, and she was a little unable to stand, but her expression was very calm, she stared at him, and asked, "I won the bet, didn't I?"
Fu Shenxing's teeth itch with hatred, he really wanted to throw this woman out, but seeing her crumbling appearance, he wanted to hug her and hug her up again. Reason and emotion were wrestling in his body, almost tearing him apart. After a long time, the ruthlessness in his heart prevailed. He suddenly smiled, let her go, and let her sit down limply. go down. He turned around and walked to the sofa on the other side, sat down calmly, smiled slightly, and said, "Since you said so, well, then let's take a look, is it your fate or mine?" hard heart."
Dr. Wan has also rushed over from behind. When he entered the door and saw He Yan's injury, he was about to step forward for emergency treatment, but was stopped by Fu Shenxing, "No need." He said, then turned his head and ordered A Jiang: " Close the door so you don't scare the neighbors."
Ah Jiang really didn't understand what these two people were fighting for, and he just obeyed when he heard the words, closed the door, looked at each other with Dr. Wan, and stood in the corner together like wooden figures. Time passed by, and the knife edge on He Yan's wrist condensed again. Fu Shenxing saw it, and smiled sarcastically, and asked her, "Do you need help?"
He Yan smiled with difficulty, and replied softly: "No, thank you."
She lay on the sofa on her back, reached out to touch the blood-stained blade, but stopped before cutting it off. Fu Shenxing looked at her mockingly, and asked, "What? Don't you dare?"
She didn't answer, gritted her teeth and touched her mobile phone, turned it on, ignored Fu Shenxing's gaze, and pressed Liang Yuanze's number one by one. He was clearly not in the country anymore, but the phone was connected, but after a while, he picked it up, surprised and pleasantly surprised, "Yanyan?"
"It's me." He Yan replied softly, with a sincere smile on her face, and asked again: "Are you okay?"
Fu Shenxing was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that she was talking to Liang Yuanze. He didn't know what Liang Yuanze said, but she looked calm and calm, and the smile on her face was even happy. She said to Liang Yuanze unhurriedly: "It's nothing, I just miss you, make a call to hear your voice, and take care of yourself."
Fu Shenxing sneered and sat there looking at her indifferently.
Her forehead was covered with cold sweat, and she persisted in saying a few words to Liang Yuanze, said goodbye to him calmly, and then hung up the phone. Just as Fu Shenxing was about to taunt her a few words, he saw her pick up the blade with trembling hands again. He was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly realized what she was going to do, his complexion changed drastically, and he threw himself at her without thinking.
But he was still one step too late. She acted so ruthlessly, so decisively, as if she had used all her strength to cut off her wrist without hesitation. Blood spurted out from her wrist all of a sudden, it was so red that it was blinding, he grabbed her wrist with all his might, turned his head and shouted at Dr. Wan who was standing there stupidly: "Come here!"
But she just looked at his anger calmly, and asked softly: "Shen Zhijie, do you think I'm really afraid of death? No, I'm not afraid. For me, it takes more courage to live."
He hated her so much that he gritted his teeth. He had never hated her so much before. He stared at her and said word by word: "He Yan, don't think about it."
Don't you think? She smiled unconsciously, letting her consciousness abandon her.
The artery was injured, and she had lost a lot of blood before, even with Doctor Wan by her side, the situation was extremely dangerous. After the first aid, Dr. Wan went to see Fu Shenxing cautiously, and said, "Mr. Fu, the injured person lost a lot of blood and needs to be sent to the hospital for blood transfusion as soon as possible."
The car was parked downstairs, driving faster than when it came, but Fu Shenxing still felt slow. He lowered his head and stared blankly at her pale face. Why did you come to this point? He didn't know where this guilt-like emotion came from, and he didn't know, the only thing he could be sure of was that he didn't want her to die, he didn't want her to lie quietly in his arms like this, but always Little by little the temperature is lost.
She was indeed extremely smart, and even saw this one step earlier than him, so she threatened him with her own life, forced him, and told him to recognize this reality. But the sad thing is that he also understood this way, but still stepped into her trap step by step. In this game between a man and a woman, he was moved first, so she got the upper hand.
It was already late at night when He Yan woke up again, her gaze was filled with solemn whiteness, she turned her head with difficulty, and looked at Fu Shenxing who was beside the bed, he was also looking at her, his eyes were deep and dignified, without any hint of joy angry. She actually curved her lips and smiled at him, and said in a hoarse voice: "I won the bet, didn't I?"
This woman not only has the indomitable resilience, but also has the courage to die and survive. She is treacherous, she is cunning, she is full of calculations, she is full of lies, and more importantly, she is still looking forward to his death. But so what? He just loves, uncontrollably obsessed.
Fu Shenxing still looked at her quietly, but he smiled helplessly after a while, admitted his failure frankly, nodded and said: "Yes, you won the bet." There was a document on his lap, which seemed to be old, paper It was a little yellow, he held it up for her to see, and asked her lightly: "Is it just because of this that I tried everything possible to ask for my fingerprint?"
He Yan had seen this document before, but it was just a photocopy. Unexpectedly, in just one day, he found this document and replaced the original one. She smiled wryly and nodded, "Yes."
He went to look at the document again, it was a confession made many years ago, it still had his fingerprints on it, and it was the only remaining evidence that could link him with Shen Zhijie. He took out the lighter, glanced at her, lit the document, and burned it to ashes in front of her. He asked her again: "From now on, is there any other way to prove that I am Shen Zhijie?"
"No more," she replied.
"That's good." He nodded with satisfaction, and said, "From today on, you can honestly stay by my side, is that okay?"
She didn't answer immediately, she turned her head to look at the roof, and after a while she smiled and asked him, "It's not for revenge anymore?"
He pursed his lips and answered her: "No."
"Until you get bored?"
"Yes, until I get bored."
"Okay, I promise," she said.