Qi Yan's vision gradually became clearer. She opened her eyes and saw the handsome features close at hand.

She raised her head slightly and broke away from his thin lips, waking him up from his gentle state.

"Thank you." She calmed down, broke away from his arms, staggered to the sofa in the bar and sat down.

Lu Yan's eyes were filled with lust. After thinking for a long time, he still came to her side, half-crouched down, and looked up at her sitting on the sofa, "Be with me."

The man's voice was low and sexy, with a hint of coaxing.

He pursued her again, with a very low posture, and with the blood still flowing from his forehead, he was like her apostle.

Qi Yan leaned on the sofa and looked at him with a smile: "I lost control just now, I'm sorry."

She turned her back and completely attributed what just happened to an accident.

Lu Yan understood that it didn't matter if he was willing to give her more time. He said he could wait forever, and he could wait.

Lu Yan stood up, gave some instructions to his men, and went to the hospital.

Qi Yan was escorted back to Weston's residence to rest. She lay on the table, her mind a mess.

To this day, she still has lingering fears.

She couldn't tell how much of those emotions just now were staged and how much was real.

For example, she didn't even think about hitting someone with a wine bottle, but she did it anyway, and she couldn't control herself.

D77: [Sir, I'm sorry, I tried my best to remove the toxins from your body, but there are still some residues that have penetrated into your body. I...]

Drugs are different from other wounds. D77 can repair her body and make changes to her body, but the drugs seep into the bone marrow and become part of the flesh and blood, so it cannot remove the flesh and bones.

Unless the person concerned quits and completely breaks the addiction.

"It's okay." Qi Yan rested her head on her arm and said dullly, "I don't blame you, I will quit."

The system only has auxiliary functions. If they are extremely powerful and can do everything, then what are they doing as a group of executors?

Qi Yan's mind was in a mess. She lay on the table boredly, dipping her fingertips in water and writing one name after another on the table.

Those strokes outline all her memories, the people she met and missed, the scenes of being together and parting, are still before her eyes.

Finally, she wiped it with her bare hands, and all the strokes turned into a pool of water stains spread on the table, and the names disappeared as well.

Perhaps under the influence, her spirit was not very good. No matter whether it was emotion or strength, she could not raise her spirits. She was decadent and spiritless, restless, and always thinking wildly in her mind.

It's so uncomfortable. If she gets through this, she will become an anti-drug ambassador.

Now I think about it, would it be bad if she just hit Lu Yan with a wine bottle?

She was also a little unsure, so she decided to take the initiative to find him.

When Qi Yan came to the hospital, Lu Yan's head had been bandaged, but it still didn't affect his coolness, and he didn't feel sick at all. On the contrary, he looked even more difficult to mess with.

She walked over apologetically and greeted quietly: "Boss."

Lu Yan glanced at her.

"I'm sorry." She walked over and approached him in a flattering manner, "I didn't mean to do it. Really, does it hurt?"

Lu Yan's eyes were heavy: "Next time you go crazy, you can smash your own head."

She smiled, put her hands on his shoulders, and squeezed them.

Lu Yan held her hand down.

She was startled but did not move away.

"The first thing is to quit the special cigarettes and ordinary cigarettes." Lu Yan took the small mirror on the table with his other hand. It was originally used for him to see his wounds. Now he raised the mirror to in front of her.

The woman in the mirror has no makeup on, but her face is delicate and beautiful, and her upturned eyes outline endless charm. However, her eyes are obviously black and blue, and her eyes are bloodshot. Paired with the delicate red lips, she looks more like It's a life-seeking evil spirit.

Qi Yan knew she was in the wrong and nodded in agreement: "Okay, I'll quit."

Seeing her obedient look, Lu Yan's expression softened a lot, "The second thing is, stay with me."

"Ok?"

He held her hand and said, "Seriously, what will it take for you to promise me?"

He had used all the methods he could, but he really couldn't imagine the conditions she would agree to. Instead of testing her step by step, he might as well take the initiative to ask her what she wanted.

In fact, Lu Yan's attitude was exactly what Qi Yan wanted, but now that she had the initiative, she didn't want him to be with her so smoothly.

"I do have a request." Her charming eyes sparkled, "I just don't know if you can do it."

"You said."

"I heard that there is an underground fighting ring in Pan'an City. Go and fight black boxing and get a final prize. If you can win to the end, I will consider it."

The underground black boxing world is extremely cruel. They are a group of desperadoes who risk their lives to fight for money. As long as their opponents are not dead or maimed, they will not stop.

Qi Yan put her hands on his shoulders, "I won't embarrass you, just set the time limit to one month, how about that?"

Lu Yan's dark eyes stared at her closely, his face was cold and he said nothing.

He seemed to be angry. At that moment, he regained the powerful pressure of a superior person, and his eyes were like daggers.

Undaunted, she looked up at him with provocative eyes and contemptuous lips.

She got no answer from him.

Lu Yan left directly after treating the wound.

On the way back, Qi Yan showed a silent smile.

Sure enough, why would the godfather of Mohe lower his body and go to the underground fighting arena to do black boxing? Look, he's still angry.

After Qi Yan returned home, she rested at home for two days, and then continued to work on Weisheng. Xu Jichu was still relatively busy, but he slowly transferred all the business in the second district to her so that she could become familiar with the work content.

Qi Yan was reading reports in the office. The door of the office was kicked open. Pan Shenwen strode up to her. His eyes under the black frames were full of anger. He yelled:

"You are so good. Are you trying to kill Lu Yan just because he likes you a little bit?"

Pan Shenwen rarely got so angry. Qi Yan looked over inexplicably, "What did you say?"

"You know it yourself." Pan Shenwen glared at her, "Follow me! Hurry!"

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