Yan Shao's Fatal Affection

Qingyang looked at him, and said hastily: "Mr. Yan will be over immediately, keep an eye on my wife!"

Yan Xiyu didn't say a word, but his eyes were very depressed, he took the car order from Qingyang's hand and walked out.

"Mr. Yan, how about I just say hello to them?"

They have just approached the Yuxiao Palace, and the entertainment tonight is still very important, but compared to the wife, the banquet will definitely not hesitate to decide which is more important.

What Qingyang is worried about is that he has no intention of driving now, and it will be very dangerous to drive like this.

But Yan Xiyu didn't respond, and strode out, and disappeared after a while.

Qingyang had no choice but to hurry upstairs to say hello to the group of people. Tonight's game had to be rescheduled.

……

Yan Xiyu's car left Yuxiao Palace and drove all the way. Fortunately, the distance was not far, but because of the traffic jam, he took a detour.

It still took more than ten minutes to get to Donghuang Yipin.

While taking the elevator, the man stood in the elevator, his sharp-edged face was reflected on the smooth elevator wall, and every inch seemed to be icy cold.

Finally the elevator door opened, the man didn't delay for a moment, strode out, and saw only one person guarding the door.

"Inside." The man said.

Yan Xiyu reached out and opened the door directly.

Stepping into the entrance, I saw the subordinate standing at the door of the bedroom heaving a sigh of relief, and immediately said to the people inside: "Mr. has arrived, please don't mess around!"

Yan Xiyu stood at the door for a while.

After his subordinates went out, he clenched his hand on the door of the shoe cabinet, and then released it.

After repeating this two or three times, she didn't immediately rush to her bedroom.

Didn't she just want to force him and scare him into letting him go?He has been involved in shopping malls for so many years, and he can easily guess this psychology.

So no matter how much he couldn't bear it, he still suppressed her wishes and didn't go to see her immediately.

Then he started to change the shoes in an orderly manner, arranged the leather shoes, and then walked to her bedroom step by step.

Yan Xiyu clenched his fists at the door several times to hold back his breath, and finally collapsed when he saw the blood on her arm.

With an extremely ugly face, she stared at her, "You would rather marry him than to force me to death?"

Guan Qianyu looked up.

In fact, she didn't expect him to come so soon.

Before half an hour, she was still fine, but all day and night, she was seen as unable to move an inch, and there was nothing she could do.

While peeling fruit, he stared at a large bruise somewhere on his arm in a daze.

I suddenly thought in my mind, if I puncture it, will the bruise flow out?
She even put this kind of ghostly idea into action.

As a result, it was conceivable that blood did come out along the tip of the knife, and then she felt a slight pain, which then became more and more painful.

Of course she was afraid of pain, and finally remembered to help herself stop the bleeding.

She was so flustered that she made a noise and alarmed the people at the door. The scene of her "hurting" herself was discovered by accident.

Guan Qianyu didn't really want to hurt herself in the first place, but just now she didn't know which nerve was wrong, so now she didn't know what to do or what to say.She only drank one sentence: "Don't come here!" She retreated to the bedroom, originally this matter was over, but Yan Xiyu unexpectedly came over.

At the door, Yan Xiyu looked at the dull and pale expression on the woman's face, and for a moment he wondered if he was crazy or dazed?

Why is it only her?

But when he thought that she would turn around and become Chi Yu's wife, he couldn't do it no matter what!
His whole body seemed to be shrouded in a layer of icy aura, his facial features were so tense that they were almost chapped, and his eyes were deeply locked on her.

The thin lips moved up and down, and only said: "Give me the knife, or you will regret it."

Guan Qianyu just stared at his face, and suddenly found that when he approached calmly, he immediately tensed up, "Don't come here! As long as you let me out, I won't do anything."

But he still didn't stop, which made Guan Qianyu panic.

Glancing at the fruit knife in his hand, he suddenly felt dizzy, unable to tell where he was, as if he had returned to the room where Jiang Yunyun and Wang Jian forced him.

She was in a daze, looked at him in a murmur, and said for no reason: "Do you have to force me to die?"

Yan Xiyu's heart shook violently after hearing this, and she stopped suddenly, her thick eyebrows slowly twisted together fiercely, "You want to leave me that much?"

The hand holding the knife trembled a little, and she couldn't control it. She felt very cold. She also knew that the knife was dangerous and wanted to throw it away, but she felt that her fingers were not her own, and she couldn't open them at all.

"What's wrong with you?" Yan Xiyu saw something was wrong.

There were thin beads of sweat on her bun, and her face began to turn pale.

Then he looked at him blankly, "Let me out, I won't call the police."

Her voice was low, even a little dry.

Obviously, she completely thought that she was in the clubhouse that night, begging Jiang Yunyun and Wang Jian to let her go.

"See who I am!"

Yan Xiyu didn't expect her shadow to be so heavy, but even with such a heavy shadow, she dared to touch the knife?

She did look at him obediently and cooperatively, but she didn't necessarily wake up consciously, and looked at him blankly.

Seeing her expression, Yan Xiyu's heart seemed to be bitten by something, "Be obedient, give me the knife, and I will solve your brother's problem."

As long as the matter of Guan Shaojun comes to an end, she can go wherever she wants, and she can do whatever she wants, and it's only a few days.

Speaking of elder brother, Guan Qianyu's expression seemed to have eased a lot, and his soft brows frowned slightly.

"I said let me out!"

She is suffering now, her heart is suffering, and her mind is also suffering, but she is very clear about this obsession, and stubbornly repeats: "You let me out!"

Probably because she was too excited, she was a little hoarse, and moved the knife without paying attention, and she would hurt herself in the next second.