He felt heartbroken for a while. He and Xiao Nai were both pitiful people. Since they were both pitiful, it was better to spend the few remaining days of Xiao Nai's life together, supporting each other and keeping each other warm...
He will accompany Xiao Nai to spend the last days of her life, just because this woman truly loves him, without any purpose, without any desire, truly loves...
Lin Zhi, who was standing at the door, stopped and leaned against the door frame, looking at the two people hugging each other in the ward, with a hint of hurt in his eyes.
Even in the last days of Xiao Nai's life, he could only be an outsider and watch her happiness...
Su Yiran's family
On the large sofa, Su Yiran watched the blood-stained wedding scene that had been repeatedly played on TV recently.
Seeing Han Tian lying in a pool of blood, she sneered.
It's a pity that that knife didn't kill that man. It's really a pity!
Memories come in like a tide
three years ago
At that time, Han Jue had not officially taken over the Han family. At that time, Han Tian was still the president of the Han family. At that time, she was still the president's secretary...
That night, like tonight, was dull and hazy
After working overtime late at night, she was about to leave. As soon as she opened the door, she met Han Tian who smelled of alcohol.
"President, are you okay?" Out of good intentions, Su Yiran helped Han Tian to the sofa, but at this moment, Han Tian suddenly pulled her into his arms.
He roughly pressed her down, and an unpleasant smell of alcohol hit her nostrils, making her gag. Han Tian's weight made her breathless. His green hands pushed Han Tian, but to no avail. That man
The heat as hard as iron pressed against her body, and she only felt the dangerous aura surrounding her.
She pushed and struggled desperately, but to no avail
"President, please let me go. CEO, please wake up. I am Su Yiran. I am just your secretary, not your lover." Su Yiran pushed Han Tian desperately, but Han Tian held on tightly.
Su Yiran's arms pulled her arms above her head, and he roughly tore her clothes apart with his mouth. His legs were firmly pressed against hers, not giving her a chance to struggle...
The man wanted her over and over again, tirelessly, and unable to struggle at all, she was under him, whimpering, quietly bearing the pain this man brought to her, the pain in her body, and the pain in her heart.