unscrupulous pregnant woman

It's not that Han Yang is unsuspecting, it's just that this Wang Zhengyuan can be regarded as his uncle's generation no matter what, even if he has such evil intentions on weekdays, he doesn't have the courage to do so.

He suddenly remembered that Wang Zhengyuan won a real estate project not long ago, which was the company's cash cow.

Plus that bottle of wine just now...

Han Yang didn't have time to think about it, he was thrown on the bed, his shirt was ripped open, and the buttons crackled all over the floor.

He desperately tugged at the waistband of his trousers, trying to prevent Wang Zhengyuan from getting his hands on him. When the man was forced to raise his hand, he slapped Han Yang twice, and his pretty face suddenly turned red and swollen.

Han Yang's mind went blank after being beaten, and subconsciously bit his tongue, fearing that he would fall into Wang Zhengyuan's words if he didn't pay attention.

But the heart-wrenching itching was like a pair of hands, each feather touching every inch of his flesh, challenging his last rationality.

There can be no compromise, as long as you let go, it will be an abyss beyond redemption.

boom!

With a loud noise, Cheng Yuan kicked the door open, and saw that Han Yang's shirt was hanging on his body like a rag at this moment, his pretty face was swollen high, and blood was flowing down the corner of his mouth.

He was so dumbstruck that the last sliver of rationality collapsed in an instant, and the wind was blowing under his feet. Before Wang Zhengyuan could react, he was pulled from the bed to the ground by Cheng Yuan, and fists like hammers smashed into his face.

Seeing that round and rich face covered with ferocious blood, the bridge of the nose collapsed, half of the teeth were broken, and the facial features were blurred into a mass of rotten flesh.

Cheng Yuan seemed to be in a daze, he only focused on grabbing Wang Zhengyuan's neck and punched him down, every time he could hear the sound of hitting the muddy meat and breaking bones.

The bodyguards outside rushed on him, but they were kicked aside by Cheng Yuan with a few kicks, and the room was filled with wailing and terrified screams.

He was like a leopard whose hair was angry and red-eyed. He was irrational and punched to death. No one dared to go forward, so he could only hide aside, enduring the unpleasant smell of blood flowing in the air.

In the end, Han Yang saw Wang Zhengyuan dying in a daze, crawled to the side of the bed with hands and feet, and stretched out his hand tremblingly:

"Cheng Yuan, if you fight again, you will die."

His voice was not loud, and he was drowned in fear by screams.

But Cheng Yuan was shocked, and regained his sanity in an instant. He looked coldly at Wang Zhengyuan, who was blurry below him, and suddenly got up, took off his coat and wrapped it around Han Yang, and picked him up again.

"Let's go home."

Han Yang moaned uncontrollably when his waist was touched, grabbed Cheng Yuan's shirt, and nodded:

"Okay, go home."

The people behind screamed and fell on Wang Zhengyuan, yelling for a doctor and sending him to the hospital. No one dared to stop Cheng Yuan and Han Yang.

The scene just now was too terrifying, as if the god of death really came, and in the next second, I would be torn apart and skinned by that hostile man.

Cheng Yuan remained expressionless all the way, his hands were covered with blood, he walked out of Wang's house unimpeded, stuffed Han Yang into the car, and started the engine.

The car was driven for an unknown how long, Han Yang sat in the co-pilot tightly pulling the coat wrapped around him, trembling all over, his face pale.

Until Cheng Yuan slammed on the brakes, Han Yang stretched out his hand and touched the arm covered with blue veins and blood, where the upper teeth broke the lower teeth:

"Help me...it's impossible."

Cheng Yuan held his breath and stared at the steering wheel for a long time, then slowly stretched out his hand to hold Han Yang's hand back, the force almost crushed Han Yang's bones.

"Help me..." Han Yang said.

In the pitch-black car, those two pairs of deep eyes were entangled, and it was already hard to tell who was the one who took the initiative. In short, the lightning struck the ground and burst into sparks that made people blush and heartbeat on this deserted road in the countryside.

[In the part of pulling the lights, those who want to see the meat can join the group. 】

Finally it was over.

Cheng Yuan looked back at the drowsy Han Yang, the place in his heart that had been empty for a long time was suddenly filled up.

He stretched out his hand to brush the sweat-soaked hair on Han Yang's forehead, and suddenly realized that Han Yang was still shaking and his whole body was cold.

Cheng Yuan was startled, and hurriedly lifted the coat that was still on Han Yang's body, looking at the pitiful place where he was ravaged, with turbid liquid dripping out, he was frightened out of his wits.

Immediately kicked the gas pedal, went straight to the hospital, hugged the dazed, disheveled Han Yang to find the doctor, and settled the ward.

After a series of inspections, I finally came to a conclusion: excessive indulgence plus food poisoning.