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"So what? Dad, are you scared? I won't be afraid, as long as Yun Haochen still likes me, no matter whether there is a sword mountain or a sea of fire in front of me, I can jump down without hesitation. Yan Xiaocheng suddenly smiled, looking at Yan Wende sarcastically, his eyes full of disappointment.

Yes.

She wasn't even scared at all.

More than that, just disappointment.

She never knew that her omnipotent father, whom she admired the most, would hold back and say such ridiculous things to her.

"Yan Xiaocheng!" Yan Wende was angry again, and shouted at her: "No matter what, I won't allow you to be with Yun Haochen!" ”

"Dad, I know, you're just scared, aren't you? I will work hard so that no one looks down on me, and I won't make people think that I am not worthy of Yun Haochen. Yan Xiaocheng felt that she should talk to him well.

Maybe if you make it clear and show your determination, your father will support your decision.

"Yan Xiaocheng, the gap between identity and status is not something that you can make up for if you are excellent, some things, no matter how hard you try, are in vain!" His voice went from low to high, his face turned blue, and his neck swelled as if it was about to explode: "I said no, I don't want to, you don't want to go to school tomorrow, and you will transfer to another school next week!" ”

"I—no—I want to!" Yan Xiaocheng gritted her teeth word by word, and hatred surged in her eyes: "Unless I die!" ”

Yan Wende's brows furrowed, and the overwhelming anger burned in his chest.

Another slap was slapped, hitting Yan Xiaocheng's face hard.

She didn't move to bear the slap of his might, and the corners of her mouth instantly flowed blood.

stared at Yan Wende and sneered: "I hate you!" ”

After she finished speaking, she turned and ran.

Wen Qianluo just opened the door and came in, and was startled when he saw Yan Xiaocheng's swollen little face.

When I looked up again, I saw Yan Wende's desperate and surprised face, mixed with endless remorse and helplessness, and looked at his palm in a daze.

He actually hit her again.

He actually hit her twice today.

I hate you!

Yan Xiaocheng's last sentence, like a curse, came to his ears over and over again and froze in his mind.

"Little Orange!" Wen Qianluo subconsciously wanted to chase her.

"Leave her alone!" Words and virtues are bursting!

"What's going on? How can you hit her! Wen Qianluo's voice suddenly increased, and he asked in a heartache.

"She's with Xiao Chen, you already knew about it, right?" Yan Wende sat on the sofa dejectedly, looked at his palms, and laughed out loud in despair.

The palm of his hand was still hot and painful, but you can imagine how much strength he had just used.

Little orange, how much pain should it be.

"Wende, it's good for Xiaocheng and Xiaochen to be together, how can you beat her, she's a girl." Wen Qianluo sighed anxiously.

No matter what, you shouldn't hit her!

"She's my daughter, I do!" Yan Wende suddenly raised his head, looked at Wen Qianluo and shouted.

immediately reacted, his emotions were overcharged, and he sighed: "I don't want to know what you think, but the two of them must not be together." ”

"I know what you're thinking, Wende, I won't let Xiao Chen go back to the Yun family unless I die!" Wen Qianluo sneered coldly, with a firm look in his eyes.

It was the first time for her to announce her decision so strongly, which shocked Yan Wende.

Yan Xiaocheng lost it.

Yan Wende searched all the places she could go, but she still couldn't find it.

called the colleagues in the police station to go out, and called up all the surveillance that could be called out, only to see Yan Xiaocheng's shadow on the national highway.

She stood in the middle of the road and stopped a car and walked away.

Soon the driver's number came, and finally in the second half of the night, he got through to the phone.

The driver said that Yan Xiaocheng got out of the car when she arrived in the city, and he didn't know where she went.

In the middle of the night.

Suddenly, a light rain fell.

Yan Xiaocheng swayed on the road like a walking corpse.

Occasionally, when she drove a car, the driver would give her a strange look.

As the rain became heavier, she ran to the door of a cake shop and hid under the eaves.

Looking at the beautiful cake inside through the glass window, Yan Xiaocheng's eyes were sour, and tears flowed down again.

There was a rumbling sound in my stomach.

She looked down in embarrassment, hungry.

She didn't know why she came to the city, she felt that she should go to Yun Haochen.

The rain poured down without warning, and she squatted stupidly under the eaves.

The fluttering rain was blowing in obliquely, and her clothes were already starting to get a little wet.

The rain is too heavy, and this place can't hide from the rain.

She shrunk back vigorously, small balls in a ball.

With his chin resting on his knees, he blinked at the empty pavement.

In the second half of the night, it rained heavily, and occasionally a car passed on the road, and the rapid rush disappeared.

She looked at the road with her eyes blank, expecting that in the next second, her prince would be like the Zixia Fairy in the Journey to the West, wearing a golden armor and stepping on colorful auspicious clouds to pick her up.

But she waited for a long, long time, and saw no one except the car.

At the door of the city police station, the director personally sent Yang Yixing out: "Young Master Yang, I'll accompany you!" ”

"Thank you." Yang Yixing nodded in thanks.

Soon, a police car disappeared into the heavy rain and drove towards the cake shop where Yan Xiaocheng was.

He was in a hurry, only wearing a thin pajamas, and he didn't ask for clothes for Director Lin to give him.

Sitting in the car, looking out of the dark window, his eyes were slightly red, and his hands on his lap were firmly grasped.

He looked up at the policeman in the driver's seat: "Can you hurry up the trouble?" ”

It was eight o'clock in the evening when I received the news of Orange's disappearance.

At ten o'clock, Uncle Yan called to say that she had come to the city.

He immediately rushed to the police station from the team and searched for a full 5 hours before he saw her go to Liaoning Road in the surveillance and roughly knew her direction.

Now that the rain is so heavy, do you know how to find a place to hide?

The uncle said that she didn't take anything with her when she left, and stopped a car coming to the city directly on the road, and followed.

The driver said that he looked at her pitifully, and did not embarrass her.

As soon as the car stopped, Yang Yixing rushed out, which frightened Director Lin several times.

But as if he hadn't heard, he rushed into the rain in a panic.

"Umbrella...... Umbrella ......" Director Lin said to the two policemen in front.

"Okay, okay, we'll send it over." The policeman in the passenger seat was about to rush out with an umbrella.

"Give it to me, or I'll go myself!" Director Lin waved his hand, his face a little ugly.

Looking at the pouring rain, I still don't want to go down.

But everyone Yang Gongzi is drenched in the rain, how can he sit in the car.

The policemen under him wanted to hold an umbrella for Director Lin, but he glared at him fiercely.

Holding an umbrella by himself, he ran over with an umbrella and followed the sound of Yang Yixing.

There was a loud bang, and lightning grazed the sky, and suddenly there was a great light between heaven and earth.

On the empty road, Yang Yixing shouted as he walked.

In the vast rain curtain, his figure was as small as a small speck of dust.

Yan Xiaocheng was so frightened by the thunder that she shrank back, and suddenly heard someone calling her.

But the thunder was too loud, and the rain was too loud, and it soon disappeared.

She snorted aggrievedly and let out a low sob.

Yang Yixing's figure quickly rushed over.

Turning a corner, he saw the little girl cowering in front of the cake shop.

A smile suddenly bloomed on the pale face of Jun, and the smile on his cheeks was deep.

Two lines of tears slid down his cheeks, washed away by the rain.

He froze in place for two seconds before slowly walking towards her.

Orange is crying.

She is very distressing.

Just like when she was a child, every time she was wronged, she quietly hid and cried alone.

At that time, every time she ran to the grove behind his tennis court.

But this time, she came to the city.

He clearly knew that she was here to find Yun Haochen.

Aunt Wen said that Yun Haochen came to the city.

His heart ached a little, and he finally stopped in front of her, staring at her quietly, his thin lips pursed.

There were big drops of rain dripping on his face, and Yan Xiaocheng looked up strangely, and saw Yang Yixing, who was soaked and dripping with water.

Her heart was sour, and she pounced on him at once, hugged him tightly, and cried hissedly: "Idiot! ”

Her voice was so aggrieved that it was as if all the grievances in the world had been put on her feet, holding Yang Yixing and crying, she was out of breath and sobbing and complaining.

"Oranges." Yang Yixing reached out and stroked her back, and said in pain: "It's okay." ”

Orange, as long as I am here, I will always have you on one shoulder.

Orange, whenever you look back, you can see me.

So, don't be sad, okay?

You hurt, I'll hurt more.

"Idiot, my dad beat me." Yan Xiaocheng cried and couldn't speak.

All the grievances, all the emotions suddenly collapsed at this moment.

She hugged the boy in front of her, aggrieved like a child abandoned by the whole world.

"Uncle said he knew he was wrong, he shouldn't have beaten you, orange, don't cry." Yang Yixing's voice was hoarse, and he couldn't stop comforting her, and his big hands gently stroked her hair.

"Orange, I'm wet, can I let it go?" He coaxed softly like a grumpy child.

Hearing his words, Yan Xiaocheng sniffled vigorously, raised his red and swollen eyes and looked at him: "Idiot, why did you come over?" She hid under the eaves, her clothes were mostly dry, and his clothes were already soaking wet.

Yan Xiaocheng touched his clothes distressedly, and a string of water slippers dripped out.

As soon as she looked up, Yang Yixing saw her swollen little face, which was so red and swollen that it seemed that blood would ooze in the next moment.

The heart was painful, the chopping was uncomfortable, and the cold fingers gently touched her cheeks: "Does it hurt?" ”

Yan Xiaocheng's tears came out again, shook his head, and nodded vigorously: "It hurts, my dad beat him hard, I will never forgive him." ”

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