Chapter 19

It's up to him to kill or cut!

Jiang shaoxun was not angry but laughed. The laughter was floating and heavy, but it made people shudder for no reason. "Miss Nie, you have to know what is enough."

Chang Huan lowered her eyes and covered her panic. Her voice was light and urgent. "I should go now. Thank you for your help last time."

With that, Chang Huan turned around and was about to walk to the door. However, before he took a step, his wrist was grabbed by the man behind him. A voice colder than ice sounded slowly in his ear, "Nie Chang Huan, do you think you can still retreat after you have done such a thing?"

His voice is too cold, too palpitating, Changhuan suddenly trembled, struggling to break away, but his voice has already contained confusion, "Mr. Jiang, please respect yourself..."

"Self respect?" Jiang shaoxun sneers, and then Changhuan's whole body has been picked up by Jiang shaoxun, and then falls heavily on the sofa.

The soft leather sofa underneath didn't hurt her, but there was still a moment of chaos in her mind. When Chang Huan responded, Jiang shaoxun had leaned down and imprisoned her in the cage cast by her arms.

Chang Huan uses his fist to resist the distance between them. On his pretty but stubborn cheek, he is full of resistance at the moment.

"Mr. Jiang, please let go..."

"I've done everything, I've slept, and I'm still pretending to be here?" Jiang shaoxun held her jaw and her voice was as cold as ice.

"Mr. Jiang, please show some respect. I was drunk that day, and then..."

"I just recognized the wrong person, didn't I?" Jiang shaoxun clenched Changhuan's chin and fixed her cold eyes on the deep part of her eyes. "So, no matter who it is that day, it can be on you, right?"

Almost humiliating words, wrapped in the man's anger, like a knife in Changhuan's self-esteem.

Chang Huan immediately became angry, "please show some respect!"

"Respect? Do you still care about your dignity? " Jiang shaoxun's big hand swam on Chang Huan's body. Chang Huan couldn't help sobbing. She wanted to curl up in fear and resistance. She knew that if he really wanted to be strong to him, she couldn't escape.

Jiang shaoxun did not let go of every emotional change on her face, and then his voice became more and more cynical and indifferent: "that day, it was either me or Xu Feng..."

Chang Huan's face faded, as if he had been seized by someone.

Jiang shaoxun stares at Chang Huan coldly. The expression on her face seems to be silent irony. Chang Huan suddenly reacts that she has been labeled unbearable by him since she made an irreparable mistake with him that day.

No matter how much she said, in his opinion, it was all her pretense of sophistry. She didn't speak at all and stubbornly confronted him.

Jiang shaoxun saw her struggle in Changhuan's eyes, and suddenly felt that this woman might not be worth his great effort. So he let go of her, got up from her, turned his back to her, and pointed out, "get out."

As soon as Chang Huan was pardoned, he got up from the sofa, straightened out his disordered clothes, and quickly walked out of the study.

From beginning to end, until Changhuan ran out of the study, Jiang shaoxun did not say a word.

……

I don't know when it began to rain outside. The downpour washed the maple trees in the garden.

Jiang shaoxun stood in front of the French window with a cigarette in his hand and quietly looked out of the window under the light.

The mess in the study has long been cleaned up without any trace. Song Heng walks slowly to Jiang shaoxun and reports in a low voice: "Sir, Miss Nie has just left."

When she left, it was just the time when the rain was the heaviest. She was so determined not to turn back and plunge into the rain and fog. Everyone in the Jiang family knew that she had offended her husband, and no one dared to stay rashly.

"Well." Jiang shaoxun answered faintly. The rain outside the window was falling more and more. No one could guess what he was thinking.

"Sir, you should have a rest earlier. I'm afraid it won't stop raining tonight."

Jiang shaoxun set out to press out the butt of his cigarette. The cigarette burned from the beginning to the end, but he didn't smoke a mouthful, so he was abandoned in one place. When he got to the door, he suddenly stopped, but didn't look back.

A cold voice rang out in the quiet study: "if that woman comes back to beg for mercy, no one will take care of her!"

Behind him came Song Heng's respectful echo: "yes, sir."

……

It rained heavily that night, but no one came to knock on the door of Jiang's villa.

Changhuan came back to the apartment that day. It was already dawn. She was soaked by the rain and couldn't say a complete word.

The apartment is still empty and desolate, and the air is filled with a dull smell of dust for many days. This is the first time that Changhuan has returned to her apartment with Lu Xiangyuan since that day. Unexpectedly, Lu Xiangyuan has never come back these days when she is away.

But at this time, after soaking in cold water for a night, Chang Huan, who was frozen to death, had no time to take care of this. As soon as she got home, she took a hot bath and curled up in the thick bedding and fell asleep.

Ye Zhenzhen found Changhuan a day later. She was worried that she couldn't contact Changhuan. After looking for her for half a day, she found Changhuan with a high fever in her apartment.

She had never seen Chang Huan like that. Her whole body was cold without any temperature. She could not cry or shout, just like death.

If it wasn't for Changhuan's weak breath to remind Ye Zhenzhen that she was still alive, I'm afraid Ye Zhenzhen would cry and faint.

After waking up, Chang Huan saw Jiang shaoxun's affair on TV. According to the news, he went in and out with a mysterious woman. His appearance is ambiguous, and there may be good things in the future.

When Chang Huan saw the news, he didn't have much reaction and calmly tuned the channel.

She knew that Jiang shaoxun's words that day were just a temptation in her interest. She was one of his many choices. If she didn't cooperate, a large number of people would like to flatter him.

When Shen Peiyi came to see her the next day, Chang Huan only said that she had a cold, and the rest was covered by her.

Shen Peiyi's hand is in plaster, but her mouth is not sealed. As soon as she looks at Chang Huan, she talks about it. Chang Huan knows that she loves herself, so she lets her talk about it in her ear.

Shen Peiyi was injured in her arm, so she could be discharged from the hospital for a long time, but her wounds were always good and bad, so the doctor didn't propose to leave the hospital. Shen Peiyi thought that her home was in a mess, so she didn't go back until someone took care of it.

What Changhuan didn't expect is that Nie Changqing would find the hospital.

Nie Changqing, as always, is exquisitely dressed and luxurious. Her make-up is meticulous. Her high-heeled shoes are ten centimeters long and her heels are sharp. It's rare that she can walk so steadily.

At that time, Changhuan was washing her face in the bathroom. Her hair was in disorder. As soon as she looked up, she saw Nie Changqing's arrogant and beautiful face in the mirror.

Nie Changqing with a sneer smile, the corners of the lips are full of the radian of Changhuan provocation.