Leng Junyi put one hand on Weiran's shoulder and pulled her to Lu Anqi.
He suddenly raised his leg and kicked Lu Anqi's calf. He said with bloodthirsty arrogance in his tone, "Lu Anqi, you want to fight me? I will let you go this time. If you
If you have any other ideas, don't blame me for being merciless to you."
Leng Junyi's kick was accurate and cruel, almost breaking Lu Anqi's calf. Lu Anqi's body shook slightly, but he still stood there straight, his eyes still staring unblinkingly.
Watched slightly.
There were severe pains in his calf, and Lu Anqi's forehead was soon covered with fine beads of sweat.
However, these were not the most painful things. The most painful thing was that he watched helplessly as his Ran Ran was held in the arms of another man, but he was powerless.
"Mr. Lu, your wife loves you very much, and I wish you happiness." When Weiran was finally taken away by Leng Junyi, Weiran turned her head and said to Lu Anqi word by word.
Because of her, Lu Anqi has suffered too much, and she must not implicate him anymore.
Therefore, she would rather stay in the quagmire for the rest of her life than leave him and drag him into the quagmire in the end.
I wonder if the wind at night was a bit strong. As Weiran walked forward, she kept feeling like she couldn't open her eyes, as if sand had entered her eyes, and she always felt like she wanted to cry.
Lu Anqi stood there blankly, watching Wei Ran and Leng Junyi move away from each other. Finally, he clenched his hands into fists and roared angrily.
"Aqi, let's go back." Lin Xiaoxiao, who had been standing aside, now walked to Lu Anqi's side and carefully held his arm.
Lu Anqi pursed his lips tightly, but said nothing. He let Lin Xiaoxiao hold him and limped toward the venue.
Wei Ran was pulled forward by Leng Junyi. Leng Junyi pulled her to the car parked outside the hotel before she stopped.
"Master Leng, do you want to go back now?" When the driver saw Leng Junyi's gloomy face, he suddenly became cautious when he spoke.
"Concentrate on driving your car for a while. No matter what you see or hear, just pretend that nothing happened. Do you understand?"
Leng Junyi opened the car door and stuffed Weiran into the back seat of the car. He reached out a hand to tug his tie with some irritability, and then he bent down and sat in the car.
Because of this man with a cold aura in the small carriage, the atmosphere instantly became oppressive and breathless.
Weiran curled herself up tightly, her slender body curled up in the corner of the seat, like a silent kitten.
Leng Junyi looked at Weiran and snorted softly. He grabbed Weiran's shoulders with his big hands and pulled her in front of him.
"Leng Junyi, I'm already like this, why are you still dissatisfied? Or will you be happy only if I really die?"
Weiran's shoulder was so painful from being pulled by Leng Junyi that all her emotions suddenly burst out in an instant, and she yelled at Leng Junyi.
He pushed her into a desperate situation step by step, not even sparing the people around her. Until now, he watched her break up with Lu Anqi with his own eyes.
She always felt that there must be some deep hatred between her and him, so he would use all possible means to deal with her.
Now that he sees her in such a desolate state, should he be satisfied?
Weiran thought about the cruel words she had just said to him in front of Lu Anqi, her heart felt as uncomfortable as being cut by a knife, and tears suddenly rolled down in clusters.
One of Leng Junyi's hands was still on Weiran's shoulder, and his fingers were pulling her clothes tightly, almost digging into her skin.
Seeing the tears dripping from the corners of Weiran's eyes, he felt unspeakably depressed.
Especially when he thought that these tears were shed for another man, he felt the urge to kill.
Weiran also had the crystal hairpin that Lu Anqi gave her on her head. It was shining brightly in the dark car, and Leng Junyi felt his eyes hurt from the flash.
He reached out his big hand angrily, pulled off the hairpin on Weiran's head, and then threw it aside hard.
A few strands of Weiran's hair got tangled in the hairpins. When Leng Junyi arbitrarily pulled off the hairpins, he also broke a large strand of her hair, and a sharp pain suddenly appeared on her scalp.
"ah……"
Weiran screamed and reached out to cover her hair, but was pushed hard by Leng Junyi, causing her forehead to hit the seat next to her.
"Ye Weiran, do you regret the choice you just made? I'll give you another chance. You go find the man named Lu." Although there was a smile on the corner of Leng Junyi's mouth, there was a smile in his narrow eyes.
A bloodthirsty bird of prey.
Wei Ran knew that when this man had such an expression on his face, something bad would definitely happen.
She must be calm, and no matter how angry she is, she must not contradict him. As long as Lu Anqi can live a stable life in the future, she would rather swallow her anger.
Weiran covered her head with one hand, shook her head palely and said, "No, I won't go with him. I am your woman, and I will stay by your side."