Mysterious level up! Shen Ye cries and begs for reconciliation again

When he shouted these words, Gu Qing felt regretful. He thought the ward was soundproofed and Shen Rao couldn't hear it.

Who knew that he heard it clearly, and the broken pieces of vase that came from somewhere hit his wrist mercilessly several times.

When he and the nurse discovered it, the bed was covered in blood. Gu Qing still can't forget the glaring red on the flawless white sheets, and Shen Rao's pale face that looked like a lifeless person.

Almost, almost, he died.

Thinking of this, Gu Qing couldn't help choking up, but the look in his eyes when he looked at Qi Yan was still full of resentment and resentment.

She looked at the hysteria of the man opposite her, and her heart calmed down.

"I told him to be more rational. I don't want to see this happen. I have my own freedom. I can't be around him every day just because of his fragile mentality."

Qi Yan likes to reason, but in this world it’s useless even if you are right.

And some of the truths are too harsh.

As expected, as soon as these words came out, Gu Qing exploded. If the bodyguard hadn't stopped him, he would have wanted to go up and tear her apart.

"Qi Yan! Listen to what you said, are you talking like a human being?!"

"You want to distance yourself from the matter?!"

"You mean he committed suicide because he was not rational enough and was mentally fragile?"

"Why the hell don't you see who this is all because of?!"

"Who made him like this? Qi Yan, don't you feel any remorse at all?!"

"Was Shen Rao like this three years ago?"

"He has just been pulled out of the gates of hell, and you are still saying these things. Do you have any heart?!"

"Qi Yan, are you still a human being?"

Fortunately, there is only one patient, Shen Rao, in the VIP ward, and he is now in a coma in the intensive care unit.

So no one came out to stop Gu Qing from making a fuss. When he finished venting his anger, breathing heavily and glaring at Qi Yan, she spread out her hands.

His expression was calm and indifferent: "Are you done? If you're done, I'll leave."

As she said this, she turned and walked out, her leather boots scraping across the tile floor, making a dull sound.

Gu Qing didn't expect her to leave like this. All the words he wanted to shout were choked and stuck in his throat.

It was like a punch on cotton, or like a wife who scolded her husband only to receive endless cold violence. He now had this strange feeling of powerlessness.

He said this only after swallowing down his annoyance.

"Aren't you going to meet Shen Rao?"

Qi Yan stopped and moved forward again in a moment, speaking in a flat tone.

"No need."

She never looked back from beginning to end. Behind her, Gu Qing's face turned red and his neck became thick, and he was so angry that he was about to be twisted into a knot.

He shouted at the disappearing figure: "Okay, you Xing Qi Yan! You are so cold-blooded!"

"Don't you want money? Aren't you aloof? I'll make it impossible for you to survive in the capital! Let's see how tough you are!"

Qi Yan heard every word of these, but she didn't take them to heart.

Return to the urban village.

She charged her phone and turned it on, ignoring the 99+ messages and missed calls.

She clicked on the information Bai Ya had just sent her.

This was exactly Shen Rao's current situation. After confirming that there was no danger of death, she let the matter go, but her hand unconsciously lit another cigarette.

She stroked the paint-chipped metal lighter and smoked half a pack of cigarettes without noticing. She then put the half-smoked cigarette back in her pocket.

She threw the cigarette box aside in annoyance. She didn't know why she was so annoyed, but she was just annoyed. Her heart felt like a sponge filled with water, blocked and uncomfortable.

She stared at the lighter in her hand, her eyes changing, and finally she put it in her pocket and walked into the locked room.

It is already late at night, and there are only dim street lights on the suburban road, and the shadows of the trees on the roadside are dark and changing.

A black motorcycle was speeding on the road, so fast that only its afterimage could be seen.

The roar of the accelerator echoed throughout the road, the whistling wind brushed past the helmet, and the car sped past under the light of the street lamp, leaving only a trace and unable to illuminate the people in the car.

The motorcycle drove all the way to the next city until it stopped in a narrow street. Qi Yan got off the motorcycle, took off his helmet and shook his head.

Her soft black hair spread out with her movements. She was wearing leather pants and leather boots, a riveted leather jacket on top, and a black suspender underneath.

It's really unlike her usual dressing style, but paired with her eye-catching face, she looks both beautiful and cool.

Qi Yan held the helmet and walked straight to an inconspicuous shop and opened the door.

The store is a rather romantic pub with only one guest, who was served by the owner alone.

She placed her helmet on the bar and sat down on the wooden high chair, crossing her long legs.

"Boss, same old thing."

The boss, who was wiping the glasses, looked at her, took out whiskey from the wine cabinet and started mixing the cocktail.

The guest next door was a middle-aged man with pigtails, a scoundrel-like look, and a dark scar at the corner of his mouth. He held a lit cigarette between his fingertips and smiled as he looked at Qi Yan, who was supporting his cheek with one hand.

"Not feeling good? Want one?"

As he said this, he handed her the cigarette box. It was the type that Qi Yan usually didn't smoke, but she was not picky.

He pulled out a cigarette, took out his lighter and prepared to light it.

The man sighed when he saw her take out the silver metal lighter.

"This thing of yours is not cheap. It's from several years ago. You didn't buy it yourself, did you?"

Qi Yan blew out a smoke ring, twirled the lighter, and hummed, "Someone gave it to me."

His eyes lit up, and his gossip spirit was instantly ignited.

"Who sent it?"

Qi Yan put the lighter back into his pocket and said helplessly.

"Uncle Mu, if you love gossip so much, you will get old easily."

"You little girl, your uncle Mu is still young, and loving gossip proves that I am young. You are not like an old man, but your spirit is old before your age."

Mu Yuan took a sip of wine and complained.

He felt that Qi Yan should be more innocent and lively at her age, although that was unlikely.

I don’t know what he was thinking about, but he suddenly patted her shoulder and burst into tears.

"Xiao Yan, don't make yourself so tired. If you can't do it, just come with me to my place. Although I can't guarantee anything else, the guy's body is great."

Qi Yan's body was unsteady after being slapped, and the corners of his mouth twitched. He took his lemon whiskey and took a sip.

The boss went to the kitchen to prepare snacks, and there were only two people left at the bar. She swirled the ice cubes in her glass in silence.

Mu Yuan noticed that she was distracted, so he pulled his glass to clink with hers.

"What is it that can make Miss Qi drown her sorrows in wine?"

Qi Yan's alcohol tolerance is very good, so good that it's incredible, but she rarely drinks on her own initiative. This is known to everyone who knows her.

She prefers drinking water to alcohol and beverages because it tastes clean and she can tell immediately if it is adulterated with something.

Qi Yan was used to this man's unruly attitude. He was an elder but more like a friend.

"This is much worse than I thought..."

She didn't expect Shen Rao to be so difficult and extreme. She couldn't say these things and could only drink the whole glass of wine in one gulp.

With Mu Yuan's generous sigh, he slammed the cup on the bar.

"Uncle Mu, I regret it."