Two men were sitting in the car, neither of them speaking. A cell phone ringing broke the silence. Ke Yihan picked up the phone, and Yan Ning's weak voice came: "Han, help, help me."
"Ning Ning, what's wrong?" Ke Yihan asked quickly.
"Come back, save me." After Yan Ning finished speaking, there was no sound. Ke Yihan fed him a few times, but there was still no response. He said to Wu Qiu Yao: "Go home."
"What?" Wu Qiuyao asked in confusion.
"Something happened to Yan Ning. It must have been that woman." Ke Yihan said with certainty.
He shouldn't let them be alone together. Yan Mengzhen must deal with Yan Ning. His poor Yan Ning, thinking of this, his anger surged to the sky and he wanted to tear Yan Mengzhen into pieces.
"Are you sure she did it?" Wu Qiuyao asked.
"Besides her, is there anyone else?" Ke Yihan said sarcastically.
Wu Qiuyao did not continue talking and drove the car quietly. Yan Mengzhen was finished.
Yan Ning looked at the time and saw that it was almost up, so he lay on the ground. Two minutes later, the door was opened. Ke Yihan looked at Yan Ning on the ground, rushed over, picked her up, and said nervously: "Ning Ning, Ning Ning, what are you doing?
Already?"
Yan Ning opened her eyes, looked at Ke Yihan, her tears fell directly, and she said with aggrievedness: "I just said I love you, I didn't know she would be so cruel."
Ke Yihan looked at Yan Ning's tearful eyes and bleeding forehead, quickly carried her to the sofa, and said unhappily: "Where is that woman?"
"I said I was tired and went back to my room to rest. I asked her to call me a doctor, but she refused. She is my sister, but she is so cruel," Yan Ning said while crying.
Ke Yihan gently touched Yan Ning's cheek, turned around and strode upstairs. Yan Ning looked at his back with a smile, feeling extremely happy.
"Yan Ning, I never knew you would play tricks on Ke Yihan like this." Wu Qiuyao's voice came.
"Yao, are you speaking for Yan Mengzhen now?" Yan Ning frowned and asked.
"Just because I helped you once doesn't mean I can help you a second time. I'm a doctor. Looking at your injuries, I understand what you did?" Wu Qiuyao reminded.
Yan Ning's expression changed, and he said directly without retort: "I will always give everything that belongs to me. I can do anything. Wu Qiuyao is a friend, so don't talk. I just love Ke Yihan."
"I hope you are love." Wu Qiuyao whispered.
Yan Ning didn't say anything, she knew clearly whether she loved him or not.
Ke Yihan opened the door and saw Yan Mengzhen lying on the bed, with a peaceful sleeping face, which made him angry again. He directly picked up Yan Mengzhen and dragged her downstairs.
Before Yan Mengzhen could react, he pulled her hard against the wall. He ignored the banging sound and pinched Yan Mengzhen's neck tightly, growling: "Yan Ning is almost beaten by you."
It’s been tortured to death, but you can still sleep so peacefully.”
Yan Mengzhen woke up immediately. The pain in the back of her head was so severe that she had to wake up.
She raised her head and looked at the pitiful Yan Ning on the sofa, and then at Ke Yihan. No matter how stupid she was, she understood what was going on?
She struggled slightly and said, "Death? Isn't it a good life?"
"What did you say?" Ke Yihan shouted angrily.
He originally thought that she would apologize and feel guilty, but when the word "death" appeared, he knew that he was wrong. Yan Mengzhen, when did you become so cruel?