Chapter Thirty-Eight: You Can Only Love Me (Memories)
After appreciating the painting, Yun Qiannian opened his mobile phone and found that there were several missed calls, all of which were from the same person.
Thinking to herself, if this man had something very important to look for her, she regretted that she had just put her phone on silent.
So she immediately dialed it, and the call was quickly connected.
I saw a cold voice from over there:
"I'll wait for you outside, you come out quickly."
Hearing Sheng Nanting's cold tone, Yun Qiannian was a little confused.
Didn't you just get a call from him?
As for being so angry, no?
I saw her politely say goodbye to Lin Hao, and quickly walked outside.
As soon as they reached the gate, there was a horn sound.
Yun Qiannian glanced at it.
I saw that the man in black clothes and black pants was sitting in the driver's seat, his handsome and three-dimensional face had no expression at all, his expression was indifferent, and his dark eyes were looking at her.
She smiled and walked over to him.
I saw Yun Qiannian open the car door and sit down.
Her beautiful eyes looked at him and she spoke:
"How did you know I was here?"
But the man did not respond to her at all and immediately started the car.
Sheng Nanting opened very quickly, as if he was venting some dissatisfaction.
"Sheng Nanting, what's wrong with you? You scared me, don't drive so fast, okay? ”
I saw Yun Qiannian grabbing his seat belt and looking at the man in the driver's seat with a begging tone.
However, the man was still unmoved, and he still drove so fast.
I saw him drive towards an abandoned factory, and the speed of the car gradually slowed down.
He looked at Yun Qiannian on the side, who had not yet recovered from the shock, and a complex emotion crossed his eyes.
I saw him slam into the girl's lips, and his movements were rude.
The girl in his arms kept struggling, and saw a fierceness in his eyes.
From kissing directly to biting, the strong smell of blood quickly dissipated.
"Smack."
I saw that Yun Qiannian pushed him away with all the strength of his body.
immediately slapped him and looked at him in fear.
"Niannian, you are not allowed to be so close to other men, you can only love me, you can only be mine."
Sheng Nanting, who was slapped in the face, was stunned for a moment, only to see him looking at Yun Qian with red eyes.
Suddenly, Sheng Nanting pressed towards Yun Qiannian, rudely tore her clothes, and imprisoned her in his arms.
Took possession of her in the most brutal way.
There is no concern for the girl's feelings.
I saw that the night was gradually coming, and next to an abandoned factory, a luxury car was parked, and this luxury car kept moving slightly.
Because the luxury car is so well occluded, no one knows what's going on inside.
Sheng Nanting looked at the girl who had fainted under him, and a touch of pity flashed in his eyes.
The girl's face was full of tears, and her mouth showed signs of being ravaged.
I saw him put on the girls one by one and drove away.
Villa Yufeng
Sheng Nanting looked at the girl in his arms and felt distressed.
He admits that he was a little out of control.
But there was no way, as soon as he saw him so close to other men, he instantly lost his mind.
I want to kill the man who is so close to her.
The next day
When Yun Qiannian woke up, Sheng Nanting was long gone.
But the residual warmth next to her told her that the man had just left.
I saw Yun Qiannian sitting coldly on the bed, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth.
That man didn't believe her?
Think she's having an affair with another man?
Oh, it turns out that the trust between them is so pitiful.
But Yun Qiannian ignored the fact that the reason why Sheng Nanting minded so much was because he loved her very much.
Yun Qiannian went downstairs after freshening up.
I saw Sheng Nanting sitting on the leather sofa like a king, with an indifferent expression, holding a document in his hand.
As if he heard footsteps coming downstairs, his eyes lifted slightly.
I saw that the girl was wearing a light purple long-sleeved skirt, stepping on a pair of gray flat shoes, her little face was a little pale, and her walking posture was a little twisted.
There was no expression on her face, and she didn't give the man on the couch a glance before heading out.
Love talk wall: I like you not, but the heart is destined to be destined.