Hard to Deceive

Realizing that something is wrong, the bunch of friends of Che Xingde also looked at each other. It may be because of waiting for a long time, or it may be because I feel that this situation is ashamed, and the thin man sitting next to him couldn't help but say, "Brother De, what's the situation?"

As soon as the words came out, the rest of the people also complained about it because of this state.

"But you said we came here as a treat."

"If you don't have money, don't boast about going to Haikou! Where do people look like they know you!"

"Forget it, let's go."

Che Xingde's face was a bit unbearable, and he smiled and said, "No--" Seeing that the others were really getting up and preparing to leave, he was a little anxious, and then looked at Sang Yan: "Call the police! I don't want any money. Come out, you still want to be with my niece like this?!"

Sang Yan was too lazy to pay attention to him, and continued to say to Yu Zhuo: "Have you reported it?"

Yu Zhuo immediately took out his mobile phone from his pocket: "Ma, immediately."

"Wait!" Che Xingde's expression became more and more stiff, his tone disappeared from the flattery he had just now, and he cursed, "If you are sick, it's not just these thousands of dollars, my **** still lacks you for thousands of dollars... "

Yu Zhuo's movements stopped.

Sang Yan didn't say a word, and looked at him condescendingly.

"I'll give it! But I still have to drink and consume here!" Che Xingde obviously felt ashamed and became annoyed. "What is the situation of you bringing so many people to influence me and my friends?"

Sang Yan didn't have the slightest emotional fluctuation due to his words, and his eyebrows stretched slightly: "Sorry, it seems that I misunderstood. Then I wish you a happy consumption."

After speaking, Sang Yan gestured to Yu Zhuo in a low voice: "Let the army stare."

He didn't stay here anymore, turned around and went to sit down at the bar. He Mingbo habitually poured a glass of wine and put it in front of him, looking in the direction of Che Xingde, and asked by the way, "Brother, what's the situation? This person again?"

Sang Yan did not drink, glanced at the phone, and said casually: "It's just a disturbance."

He Mingbo asked again: "Isn't he uncle sister-in-law?"

"..." Sang Yan raised his eyes and said slowly, "Your sister-in-law doesn't know him."

Before Wen Yifan was about to leave the office, Fu Zhuang happened to return from an interview.

He took a bottle of drink in his hand and played with it. When he saw Wen Yifan, he habitually came over to talk to her: "Sister Yifan, are you ready to get off work? Brother Sangyan will come to pick you up?"

Wen Yifan smiled: "Yeah."

"I heard what Mu Chengyun said, and I just harassed you. It's really **** scary." Fu Zhuangsui said, "Be careful after you get off work. If Sangyan brother doesn't have time to pick you up, you will Tell me, I will send you back."

Wen Yifan stood up: "Nothing."

Fu Zhuang exaggerated: "Why not! I seem to have seen it several times during this period, but I am not sure if it is that person. I asked the security downstairs, and he seemed to pass by to take a look every time. Stay long."

Hearing this, Wen Yifan's footsteps stopped.

Fu Zhuang looked worried and worried: "Sister, you look good, and you always stay up so late to get off work. There is still a bar street nearby, you have to be careful yourself."

Wen Yifan pursed his lower lip, his complexion quickly returned to normal, and smiled again.

"I know."

...

Out of the unit.

Wen Yifan found Sang Yan's car in a familiar location and walked over to the passenger seat. She looked at Sang Yan, smelled the faint smell of alcohol on his body, and blinked: "Did you drink?"

Sang Yan started the car: "Nothing."

"Did you just come back from meeting with Su Haoan? But you won't use it to pick me up in a while." Wen Yifan calculated his savings in his heart and said seriously, "I paid attention to the person who got off the car. Quotes, ready to go for a car. Then I can drive to get off work by myself, and it will be convenient for me to work."

Sang Yan glanced at her: "When do you plan to pick it?"

Wen Yifan said warmly: "Wait when I take a rotation."

Sang Yan: "Okay, I will accompany you when the time comes."

Wen Yifan smiled: "Okay."

The car fell silent again.

After driving for a while, Sang Yan suddenly asked: "Wen Shuang, how do I feel that your mood is not right lately?"

Wen Yifan was in a daze, and returned to his senses when he heard this. She turned her head to look at Sang Yan, chuckled slowly, and explained in a low voice: "There have been a lot of things on the stage during this period. I will adjust it and it will be fine after a while."

Sang Yan chatted as if: "Are you happy at work?"

"No, and no one likes to work." Wen Yifan didn't know if her emotions were obvious, she was afraid that it would affect Sang Yan's mood, and subconsciously curled her lips, "I'll just go back and sleep. Up."

Sang Yan took the time to look at her again, and did not ask any more.

"Well, then go back to bed early."

The fact that Che Xingde came to Taiwan to look for her many times was like an unexploded time bomb in Wen Yifan. Although she didn't want to care, she could clearly feel that her mood had changed significantly.

Even falling asleep has become as difficult as before.

Wen Yifan didn't tell anyone about this.

She found it difficult to speak, and did not want to mention it.

Wen Yifan felt that as long as it was the same as before.

As long as she stays far away, don't care about these things, don't see these people again, her life will be her own life, and will not be affected by them.

She has nothing to do with these people.

Wen Yifan has always had this idea from before to now.

But all these thoughts were broken by a news from Zhao Yuandong one night.

When Wen Yifan noticed, he didn't intend to open it. But seeing the word "bar", she had a bad feeling inexplicably. Before I could react, I clicked in.

[A Jiang, did you talk about a boyfriend who runs a bar? But how did I hear Jiajia say before that you are in love with her manager? Today your elder aunt called me, and his brother went to your boyfriend some time ago. He said that he just wanted to introduce your boyfriend to his friends, but your boyfriend's attitude was not very good, and he charged the money for alcohol. A Jiang, when you talk about your boyfriend, you must protect yourself. 】

Wen Yifan stared at this sentence for a long time, his mind turned pale. She didn't know if this matter was fabricated by Che Yanqin, or if such a thing really happened. After all, she had never heard Sang Yan mention it.

After a long while, Wen Yifan put down the phone and got up out of the room.

At this moment, Sang Yan had just finished taking a shower and was sitting on the sofa playing games. The tips of his hair were moist, his complexion looked cold and white in the light, and his expression was lazy and perfunctory, as if he was just looking for something to pass the time.

Wen Yifan walked over and sat beside him.

Sang Yan raised his eyelashes: "What time is it, why aren't you sleeping?"

"Sang Yan," Wen Yifan looked at him and wrote as much as possible to calm himself down, "The man who said it was my uncle, did you go to your bar some time ago?"

Sang Yan completely stopped what he was doing: "Who mentioned it to you?"

"..."

This is equivalent to default.

At this moment, the feeling of extremely self-confidence almost swallowed Wen Yifan. She didn't even need to ask another question, she could guess what Che Xingde did after passing by.

It was nothing more than to ask him for money, in the name of her uncle. Or Sapo was unwilling to give money, and did something in full view that prevented Sang Yan from coming to Taiwan.

But he shouldn't have encountered such a thing.

Why should he encounter such a thing.

Why should he encounter such a thing because of you.

Wen Yifan's throat choked and felt that he couldn't say anything. She lowered her eyes, subconsciously pinched her clothes, and said lightly: "...Sorry, I will tell them."

Noting her emotions, Sang Yan frowned and threw the phone aside. He turned his head to look at her expression, and hesitated and said in a daze: "Wen Shuangjiang, what do you apologize for?"

Wen Yifan met his gaze, staring blankly.

"The guests who come to the bar are a mixed bag. This kind of thing happens almost every day." Sang Yan was a little patient and explained seriously, "I didn't worry about this mess at all, understand?"

"..."

In a daze, Wen Yifan felt like he had returned to the night that Wen Liangxian took home after meeting his parents. Her mind was once again occupied by the words of Che Yanqin and Wen Liangxian at the time, which kept echoing in her ears.

――"Frost, you are too disobedient."

――"Can't you let us save snacks?"

――"We have no obligation to support you."

――"We just need you to be a little obedient and don't do anything out of the ordinary."

Wen Yifan.

Don't give people trouble.

You can't trouble anyone.

Otherwise, you will be left behind.

...

After the two said anything more, Wen Yifan had no impression. She only remembered that Sang Yan seemed to say a few more comforting words, and she tried all her strength to make herself look as normal as possible.

Wen Yifan played a game with Sang Yan, and then returned to the room due to sleepiness.

After sitting in the room for half an hour, Wen Yifan opened WeChat again and sent a message to Zhao Yuandong after a long time: [You give me her phone number]

Maybe she didn't expect to have a reply, Zhao Yuandong returned quickly. She first returned a string of phone numbers, accompanied by a string of conversations.

Wen Yifan didn't look at it and dialed the phone directly.

It rang three times.

Che Yanqin picked it up, and a loud voice came along the receiver: "Who?"

Wen Yifan said directly: "What do you want to do."

"..." Che Yanqin was quiet for a few seconds, then guessed hesitantly, "Frostfall?"

"I don't care why you came to Nanwu," Wen Yifan closed his eyes and said every word, "Please don't get involved with me. You live your own lives, whether you live or die, have nothing to do with me. Any relationship."

After the reaction, Che Yanqin's tone became unhappy: "How do you say this kid?! Curse us to death as soon as you come up? Do you say that you are right?"

"There is nothing to say between us. If your brother comes to harass me again, harass the people around me." Wen Yifan did not hear her, and continued, "I will collect evidence and call the police directly."

"Call the police again, right? You call the police if we do what we do?" Che Yanqin's voice was mean, "I really regret that I took you over and raised you so a white-eyed wolf!"

"How did you raise me?" Wen Yifan said, "Let your brother raise me without stopping when he climbs on my bed? Give you a money exchange tool?"

"..."

"What did I do?" All the negative emotions of that year, the backlog of years of pain, broke out at this moment. She controlled her voice, biting hard, "I must be treated like you."

She does not rely on anyone, and strives to live her life well.

I feel that life is better now.

You can try it and be with him.

Why do you want to appear again.

"Che Yanqin, didn't my dad give you the money for your previous surgery?" Wen Yifan said, "When you can't pay Wen Ming's tuition, isn't it my dad's money? Wen Liangzhe is missing the house. Didn’t my dad give those tens of thousands of dollars? Did he pay you back?"

"Why are you doing this to me? Who is the white-eyed wolf?"

After a few seconds, Che Yanqin said indifferently, "It was your dad's voluntary contribution."

"..."

"You don't want to contact us anymore? It's okay." Che Yanqin said, "I heard that the boyfriend you have now is quite rich? If you want to marry him, let him give him a few hundred thousand gifts. Yes, your uncle has to pay for your boyfriend's bar? What is the reason."

Wen Yifan found it absurd, and felt that these words were taken for granted by this person. She was expressionless, and in a very gentle tone, she said extremely vicious words.

"Count on me, if you don't buy yourself a huge amount of insurance, you will go to Huangquan by accident."

"Eh! How do you talk!" Che Yanqin said, "If you don't tell me, I'm going to find your mother!"

"It doesn't matter to me whoever you want. I hope you can find my dad sooner." Wen Yifan sneered. "I'll say it one last time. If you harass people around me again, I will call the police directly."

She hung up the phone and pulled the number into the blacklist.

The room was quiet again.

Before negotiating with these people, Wen Yifan never knew that he could have such a side. He just wanted to vent all the dark thoughts to the people on the other end. After all the sharpness disappeared, she felt exhausted and sat on the spot with her mobile phone in a daze.

She didn't know if it worked.

I just feel that I should do something.

After his emotions slowly cooled down, Wen Yifan's body and mind were gradually replaced by another feeling. She once again remembered Sang Yan outside, and she felt a strong sense of gains and losses at this moment.

She couldn't help herself, and got up again out of the room.

The light in the living room is still on.

Sang Yan sat in his original position, looking like he was still playing a game, but he looked a little absent-minded. Yu Guang caught a glimpse of her, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked, "What? This is not just finished."

"..."

His tone was idle: "I have to see so many faces in one day?"

Wen Yifan's nose was a bit sore, and he hummed softly and walked in front of him. Then, she lifted her leg, went to the sofa for herself, straddled his arms quietly, and stared at him.

"You're pretty authoritarian," Sang Yan was blocked by her, lowered her eyes, and said slowly, "Don't let me drink and smoke, drink ice water, stay up late, and now I don't even let me play games?"

Wen Yifan looked at him for a while.

Sang Yan grabbed her wrist and gently rubbed her fingertips on it.

The next moment, Wen Yifan suddenly hooked his neck with another hand. She bit his lip, thrust in with the tip of her tongue, and hooked his tongue, making her movements a little jerky.

As if confirming something.

She sent herself up very actively, and suddenly disturbed his mind late at night.

Sang Yan paused and let her kiss. His eyes darkened, he pressed her wrist to his chest, and kissed back wantingly.

The man's lips and teeth are full of mint, and the force of the kiss seems to be aggressive and wild. It seemed to swallow her into her stomach, with a swallowing sound that seemed like nothing.

In this quiet room, it spread dullly.

Very ambiguous.

He sucked her lips numb.

I could feel his fingertips sliding down the back of her neck, and then to the back and waist. Stopped at the hem of her clothes and peeked inside.

It feels itchy to the touch.

Wen Yifan couldn't help biting the tip of his tongue.

"Why?" Sang Yan let go of her, his breath was slightly heavy, and he said with a smile, "Want to bite me and bleed again?"

"..."

The man has black hair and dark eyes, his chin is slightly raised, and his lips are red. Every word and deed seemed to be bewitching.

"The temperature drops."

Wen Yifan stared at his eyebrows, eyes unblinking. I feel my heart is empty and my ears are broken. The boundless fear almost surrounded her, only that the man in front of her seemed to leave her behind in the next moment.

She just wanted to keep him, she just wanted to get closer to him.

"Ok."

"You redeemed me back, just sit back, don't want to do anything else?"

"..."

Sang Yan's fingertips continued to be pointed upwards, gently spinning, and flirting with her in that provocative tone.

"For example, let me serve you?"