C7 An Irresistible Force

"Let go!"

Lu Qin refused to let go stubbornly.

Yan Yiqing was a little angry, but she pushed her wrist with all her might and shook him off.

Perhaps it was because he used too much strength, but Lu Qin was thrown back and his other hand slightly trembled.

Pow!

The bowl of soup he had insisted on giving her shattered in response.

Lu Qin's eyes twitched as he looked down at the broken porcelain and slowly squatted down.

Extending her fair fingers, she picked up the bone china with gold lining. The sharp edges drew streaks of blood on his slender white fingers. The enchanting bright red color stained the carpet, making the air seem as if it was filled with a fishy sweetness, filling the air with layers of coolness.

Yan Yiqing turned around and left without a trace of nostalgia.

The night had already fallen, and the clear and secluded garden was reflected by the moonlight. It seemed as if there were ghosts and demons lurking within.

"Yan Yiqing, stop right there!" Lu Yu pulled Yan Yiqing's arm.

"Why are you doing this to my brother?"

Yan Yiqing sneered, "Then why does he treat Yan Family like that?"

"Then you still don't have the qualifications to trample on other people's dignity!" Lu Yu did not bother to hide the anger in her eyes, "Do you know how long my brother has been cooking that soup for!?" For you, such a proud person like him … "

Yan Yiqing turned her head and said, "That's his problem."

"Then do you know what day it is today!?" Lu Yu looked at her cold expression and was immediately angered.

"I don't know. I'm not interested in knowing either!" Without waiting for her to finish speaking, Yan Yiqing flicked her sleeve and left.

"Yan Yiqing!" I told you you'd regret it! "

Lu Yu shouted at her back.

When she returned to the room, Lu Qin had already put away the broken pieces. His hands were covered in blood, but he didn't seem to care at all. He just held on to his face and looked towards the door in the direction Yan Yiqing had left.

Even the beautiful eyes were filled with grief.

"Lu Yu, she finally found out. What should I do?" He spoke to Lu Yu.

"Brother, that woman is not worthy of you!" She's slandering us! Why would my family with Yan Family do such a thing?! Bro, why didn't you explain? "

Lu Yu clenched her fist and looked at Lu Qin, who had lost his soul, with a bit of heartache.

"Explain?" Lu Qin sneered.

"Explain what? I deliberately wanted the Yan Family to go bankrupt, and intentionally made the Yan Family to owe so much money. There's even something that Qing doesn't know about.

Lu Yu's eyes widened.

Shock.

Not only for Lu Qin's words, but also for the hint of madness in his eyes.

"Brother, why, why?"

"Why?" Lu Qin brushed the wounds on his hand one by one, as if he wasn't the one that was hurt.

"If I don't do this, she will never be mine!"

Then he turned and went upstairs.

"I'm warning you, don't be nosy in front of her. I've worked so hard for so long, I definitely won't let all my efforts come to naught!"

Lu Yu's heart instantly turned cold when she heard Lu Qin's words.

Yan Yiqing walked out of the villa area with tears streaming down her face as she walked on the deserted streets.

Ye Zichen was confused.

A cold, bone-piercing loneliness swept through her, as if the whole world was leaving her.

The late autumn breeze was chilly, and there was even a light drizzle. Yan Yiqing hugged her arm tightly.

However, it still couldn't warm his heart.

Just when she thought she had a shoulder to lean on, she realized that it was actually the most dangerous one.

Ridiculous.

He wanted to find a coffee shop to warm his body before he realized that he didn't have any money with him. He didn't even have his phone with him.

The rain grew heavier and heavier, washing over her thin shoulders, her frail body crumbling.

Some passersby couldn't bear to watch and handed her an umbrella.

She was holding onto an umbrella as she walked along the road, but her entire body was already soaked.

Suddenly a black sports car pulled up beside her.

Pulling down the window, a handsome face was revealed, with a hint of anger in it.

"Get in!" Yung Mo said.

Yan Yiqing cast him a sidelong glance and ignored him.

"Where do you want to go?"

Still no answer.

Yan Yiqing's white dress was completely wet, and it stuck to her body to draw a beautiful curve. Her long hair stuck to her face, and she had three parts of a charming and flirtatious look. Her sorry state, however, caused people to feel pity for her.

At such a late hour while this woman was walking on the road, wouldn't she be worried about her safety?!

Yung Mo was so angry that he stopped the car and walked out.

Hey!

"What are you doing!" Yan Yiqing suddenly felt her body lighten as someone grabbed her by the waist.

Yung Mo carried her and walked to the car behind her.

He opened the car door, put Yan Yiqing in the back seat, and got into the driver's seat.

"Yung Mo!" Are you crazy! Why do you care! " Yan Yiqing was furious.

"Let's just consider it Uncle Yan's face from before." Yung Mo answered without turning his head back.

Stop talking to her father. Yan Yiqing's anger didn't subside, but there was nothing she could do. She had suffered some internal injuries.

"Return to the Lu Family?" Yung Mo ignored her and asked directly.

Yan Yiqing refused without a second thought. Since she was so fond of meddling in her own business, she might as well be her driver for once.

"Let's go to Mengyao's house." she said bluntly.

Yung Mo raised his eyebrows, as if his rejection of her wasn't a surprise. Without asking anything, he stepped on the throttle and drove towards Hsiao Mengyao's home.

Yan Yiqing was standing in front of Hsiao Mengyao's house, drenched from head to toe. The doorbell rang again and again, but no one answered.

With her wet clothes on, Yan Yiqing was trembling and her lips were pale.

"Looks like Hsiao Mengyao isn't here today." Yung Mo said.

Yan Yiqing was a little stuffy.

She remembered that Mengyao had always kept her house key under the flower pot by the door.

He then walked to the flower pot and rummaged through it.

Yung Mo looked at Yan Yiqing's back with uncertain eyes, but he had a hint of joy between his brows.

It was as if he had returned to his carefree days with her.

She had also seen the two of them hiding under someone else's roof like a drowned chicken. She was also completely drenched and shivering.

The only difference was that he held her in his arms, shielding her from the cold.

And now he didn't even give her his coat.

It wasn't that he didn't want to, but that he didn't have the chance.

Yan Yiqing didn't want to have anything to do with him.

Disappointed, Yan Yiqing retracted her hand. There was no key under the flower pot, so she was a little dejected.

Why don't we borrow some money from Yung Mo to borrow an ID card to get a room?

The moment he thought about it, Yung Mo seemed to have seen through it.

"If I get a room with you, I'll probably send a photo to Lu Qin tomorrow."

Yan Yiqing turned her head away unnaturally.

Yung Mo pulled Yan Yiqing toward the car.

"What are you doing?" Yan Yiqing frowned and resisted instinctively.

"You want to stand here all night?" Yung Mo asked.

Standing one night was better than staying with him.

Yan Yiqing forcefully retracted her hand, "Thank you, Director Yung, for sending me here. Next, I can do it myself."

Yung Mo chuckled, "But I'm a person who likes to help others to the end."

It was an irresistible force to forcefully pull Yan Yiqing's hand away.

"Yung Mo!"

Does this person even know what respect is!

Unable to bear it any longer, she pushed Yung Mo away.

"I appreciate Director Yung's kindness. Please, Director Yung, remember your identity."

Yan Yiqing was slightly out of breath, her chest heaving up and down.

"Remember your identity?" Yung Mo took a deep breath. His eyes turned gray from anger …