As sharp as Lin Jinchi, he instantly understood the deep meaning of this man's words.
Nan Yan gritted his teeth and was about to step forward to say something, but the man Qing Jun was faster.
He directly took what Lu Huaijing sent.
"Thank you, Mr. Lu. Nanyan cares about me and goes out to buy things so late just to make me hangover soup."
Lin Jinchi's voice did not change at all, and as expected, he saw a hint of displeasure on Lu Huaijing's face.
But he was also angry in his heart, but his face was still stern, and he was issuing an eviction order in and out of his words: "It's just late at night, Mr. Lu, you should take care of yourself first!"
After saying that, he closed the door without mercy.
Lu Huaijing stood outside the door with a gloomy expression.
At the same time, Lin Jinchi inside the door also turned around and stood firmly on the spot, looking at each other without saying a word.
Nan Yan felt uneasy. Somehow, she felt like she was being caught.
Flustered, guilty, and nervous.
In order to break the cold atmosphere, she stepped forward first and reached out to take the bag.
"Sorry, I... just dropped something on the road. I'm going to make hangover soup now."
After saying that, Nan Yan turned around and wanted to leave, but as expected, Lin Jinchi grabbed her wrist.
"Nanyan..."
His voice sounded deep behind him, as if he had been holding back for a long time.
Nan Yan didn't dare to turn around and look at him, but just bit her lip: "Jin Chi, it's not what you think. In fact, I... um!"
Before she could finish her words, she was pulled into the man's arms.
The man's arms were extremely strong, like chains, holding her in his arms.
"Nan Yan, do you know...how jealous I am?"
Nan Yan was forced to lean into his arms, listening to the thumping heartbeat in her ears, and her heart unconsciously started to synchronize.
Unlike Lin Jinchi's excitement, she was clearly nervous.
"Feel sorry……"
Apart from these two words, Nan Yan didn't know how to describe what had just happened.
But when Lin Jinchi heard this, he tightened his arms even more.
"Nan Yan, you are now my fiancée, do you understand?"
He lowered his head and pressed his lips to her hair.
But for some reason, even though he held Nan Yan in his arms, Lin Jinchi still felt that she was far away from him.
Distraught, jealousy was like a fire, spreading crazily in my heart.
Wherever it goes, more anger ignites.
Nan Yan bit her lip, she didn't know how to answer Lin Jinchi.
But he seemed to have spied on her thoughts, and said in a deep voice: "Nan Yan, no matter what our plan is, you are now obviously mine, and I... don't want you to live with other men. More contact!”
As soon as these words came out, Nan Yan's back stiffened instantly.
She couldn't move, but she felt increasingly uncomfortable.
Men's possessiveness sometimes defeats all reason.
Nan Yan didn't make a sound, but began to struggle with his movements, silently resisting.
She came back for revenge. Contact with Lu Huaijing was inevitable. This was the most important part!
"Jin Chi, if you can't accept it, I can move out..."
She spoke in a low voice, her eyes too guilty to look at him: "I know you have helped me a lot, but contact with Lu Huaijing is inevitable. If I want these two people to suffer so much, I have to do this!"
Let Song Yihuan lose everything, let Lu Huaijing bear the love but not get it, her trump card now is to take advantage of his guilt!
He has gained it before and lost it again. The purpose of placing hope is to push him into an even more bottomless abyss!
When Lin Jinchi heard this, his arms seemed to have lost strength.
"Nanyan..."
"I'll make you hangover soup."
Nan Yan stopped him from talking anymore and took away the materials, but Lin Jinchi didn't intend to give up.
"I'm already awake-"
"You will feel uncomfortable if you drink alcohol..."
"Nanyan!"
Lin Jinchi's voice rose to a higher level, blocking her way: "You know very well that I feel very uncomfortable!"
Nan Yan paused and raised her eyes, her beautiful eyes filled with determination: "Jin Chi, I will not give up, that is the life of my mother and child!"
"Is the only way to retaliate against them is to put yourself in danger?"
Lin Jinchi looked at her deeply, with a trace of sadness flashing in his eyes: "Nan Yan, you are hurting yourself, and you are also hurting someone who loves you. By being with me, marrying me, you can also let others Lu Huaijing is in pain, isn't he?"
"What about Song Yihuan?"
Nan Yan's voice was filled with anger: "She can rely on her child and stand by Lu Huaijing's side all the time! I just want the man she loves most to personally find out the evidence of her crime. I am filled with hatred. Being with you will harm you!"
This was the first time she spoke to Lin Jinchi in a hoarse voice, her tone full of pain.
How could she not know that she was also suffering?
Lin Jinchi stood there, his beautifully shaped lips pursed into a straight line.
He didn't know how to resolve the hatred in her heart, and he was even more worried that what he did would irritate Nan Yan again.
Their eyes met for a long time before Nan Yan finally turned around.
"It seems that you don't need me to make hangover soup. I'm sorry, I think I need to calm down too."
After saying that, Nan Yan finally turned around and left.
Lin Jinchi was the only one left in the huge living room, standing there lonely.
He silently stared in the direction Nan Yan left, and finally took out his cell phone.
Nan Yan was right, if she couldn't let go of her hatred, then they would never be able to be together.
Lin Jinchi dialed a number and his voice became more gloomy: "Let's do it. Within three days, I want to see the Lu family in turmoil."
The other end of the phone was silent for a moment before continuing: "Then Mr. Lu——"
"Don't let him wake up yet."
This marriage was promoted by the old man. If he wakes up, he will definitely bring Nan Yan and Lu Huaijing together.
He will never allow this to happen.
Thinking of this, Lin Jinchi's eyes became firmer: "When everything settles and I take Nan Yan away from here, I will let him wake up."
I'm sorry Nan Yan, please allow me to be selfish for once!
…
Song family villa.
The living room was in a mess, and even the carefully edited photo of a family of three was smashed to the ground.
Song Fei was trembling, but Song Yihuan was already drunk. There were wine bottles at her feet. She was so drunk that her hands were shaking, and she poured the liquor outside.
She tried several times, but there wasn't much in the glass, so she simply threw the bottle out angrily.
There was a loud "Bang!" and Song Fei was frightened.
She really couldn't stand it anymore, so she bravely stepped forward and snatched it from Song Yihuan's hand.
"Miss Song, stop drinking, you won't solve any problems!"
