Jian Ran asked directly, Huo Jueshen did not hesitate at all, and answered very directly,

"To be my woman, you naturally have to break off with other men." He was a man who did not tolerate a grain of sand in his eyes, especially in matters concerning her, and then she asked,

"Then why, do you offer to marry me?" She finally asked the question, Huo Jue gritted the teeth in his jaw, his sharp jaw tightened, and he didn't speak.

Jian Ran asked,

"Even if I want to marry that Han Jichen who is full of needles, it's none of your business, you can stand by and watch—"

"Who says it's none of my business?" His deep voice was mixed with forbearance and urgency, and his eyes looked into her eyes affectionately, not daring to imagine how he would react if she married someone else.

Hangover like you did six years ago? But now Jian Ran doesn't remember him at all, what's the use, it's just a one-man show for him.

"Jian Ran, you can only be by my side in this life, and I won't let you go." His deep words were full of determination and domineering, as if her life events were really just a matter of his words, such an unstoppable tone, such an unacceptable gesture, which made her chill in an instant.

She lowered her reddish eyes, bit her lip, and her voice trembled: "You just want to imprison me by your side." After saying that, Jian Ran turned around and went out and walked towards the guest room.

Huo Jueshen looked at the slender back who was leaving, his eyes frowned together, if he could, he would really imprison her by his side for the rest of his life, no one would see her, no one would mention it.

Jian Ran, who returned to the guest room, took out the headset in her bag, stared at it for a long time, then turned her head to see the photo frame on the table, bit her lip, and put them in the drawer together.

The next day, Jian Ran went to work as usual, and Su Tezhu waited outside the door as usual, she looked at the people and cars in front of her indifferently, stunned.

When she arrived at the company, she walked to her workstation and found a stack of documents on the table.

"Qin Ran, is this my new customer profile?" Qin Ran shook his head,

"I don't know, I came when I came."

"Oh." Jian Ran sat down, slowly dismantled the white line outside, put his hand in, and took out a few yellowed photos.

The background of the photograph is somewhat familiar, with three people in it, a man and a woman walking on a wide avenue in the front, and a boy on a bicycle in the back.

Jian Ran always felt familiar when she looked at the backs of the man and woman, but the distance of the shooting was too far for her to recognize.

She flipped down, but what caught her eyes was the first photo of her and Chu Yunyi, but the difference in this one was that there was also a boy standing not far behind the ginkgo tree, wearing the same school uniform as them, staring at her closely.

The eyes that are unwilling to be dull are very like...... Someone. Jian Ran's hands began to tremble imperceptibly, and then she and Chu Yunyi ate ice cream together at the bridge, and in the lower right corner of the photo, there was also a boy watching them silently.

She repacked the photo into a paper bag, only to hear a different voice coming from inside as she was about to reseal it.

Frowning slightly, she reached in and touched it, and sure enough, she found a USB flash drive at the bottom of the bag, she inserted it into the computer with trepidation, put on the headphones and clicked play without hesitation.

The scene inside is a sea, and a boy stands on the beach and shouts: "Chu Yunyi, one day, I will also let you know the taste of loss!" As soon as the boy's hoarse cry came out, Jian Ran's hands shook in fright, and she turned off the video directly, her breathing became disordered uncontrollably, and her eyes stared at the screen that was slowly darkening, and she couldn't calm down for a long time.

The things that she couldn't figure out before were finally solved, and Huo Jue's deep eyebrows from last night suddenly jumped out in front of her eyes, and the strength of holding the photo with both hands couldn't help but tighten.

Her beautiful eyes were slightly red, and she couldn't accept such an answer for a while, and who was the person who always followed the three of them?

Is this paper bag today also given to her by this person? Thinking that she has been living under the surveillance of others for so many years, the pores of her whole body can't help but shrink, and even her scalp begins to tingle.

Jian Ran neatly packed up everything, thinking about everything she had with Huo Jueshen before, and couldn't help laughing at herself.

She now felt like she was being led into a giant vortex by a pair of invisible hands, she was a hollowed-out shell and soulless puppet, a puppet in the hands of the informant.

When Sutesuke came to pick her up after work, she didn't get into the car, but turned around and walked to the street to get a taxi herself, she sat in the back seat, and saw the black Maybach behind her all the way.

Soon after she arrived at the villa, Huo Jueshen returned, and when he pushed the door open and entered, he saw that the room was full of messes, and the floor was full of shredded paper, and some mechanical fragments, which he guessed should be the remains of a headset.

Moving his gaze to the side again, the scattered yellow on the ground instantly locked his eyeballs, he stepped up in disbelief, slowly squatted down, picked them up one by one, and carefully held them in the palm of his hand, the doubts in his eyes accompanied by pain.

He walked up to the woman sitting on the edge of the bed and asked in a low voice,

"Why?" Jian Ran raised his head, stared at the fragment in Huo Jueshen's hand, and asked him lightly,

"What, why?"

"Why did you tear it?" This is the first and only photo of him and her so far, and she actually tore it!

His jaw tightened to show the pain he was trying to withhold, but she didn't seem to feel his emotion, and still said to herself, "It's just a picture." Her cold words pierced his heart like a sharp arrow in an instant, his painful eyes began to be bloodshot, and his palms holding the fragments slowly clenched,

"Do you want to regret it again? Jane Ran, there is a limit to my patience. ”

"Yes, I know." She suddenly lifted her eyelids and stared mockingly at his angry eagle eyes, and gritted her teeth word by word,

"Being able to endure for so many years, I'm looking forward to your breakthrough."

"Before, I didn't understand why you regretted your marriage at the engagement banquet with Yu Ziman, but now I finally understand, sure enough, nothing is more important than revenge, right?" She stared at his increasingly puzzled eyes, sneered, slowly got up from the edge of the bed, and continued: "Huo Jueshen, is it my father's accident in a car accident, and it is also a good show that you and the Jian family jointly directed?" Why don't you want to see me marry Han Jichen, do you want to gain my gratitude? Listening to Jian Ran's more and more presumptuous words, Huo Jue scolded her coldly,

"Who do you listen to this?" The momentum of obvious oppression rushed towards her, and her cold tone could not be ignored, she raised her chin slightly, and her resolute gaze looked directly at his completely gloomy face,

"You told me." She finally knew why Chen Junke hurriedly prevaricated after losing her words in the hospital last time, and why she asked if she knew each other before, he always flickered with words, and why, she was inexplicably Huo Jueshen

"Save".

"Huo Jueshen, let's forget it." She didn't want to give her life to such a terrible person, and she couldn't imagine how terrifying it was for so many years to live with a vengeful mentality.

The man's hands were clenched into fists, the fragments in his palms were crumpled and crumpled, and her last words were the sharpest barbs that pierced his already dripping heart, and then pulled out mercilessly, bringing out the bloody flesh.

"Jian Ran, you say it again." He would seldom call her full name, she knew he was on the verge of going berserk, she closed her eyes, a crystal tear slipped from the corner of her eye, and repeated as he wished,

"Let's forget it."

"Why? Jian Ran, can't you see what I did for you? Why can you write it off with one sentence? He waved his hand and scattered all the shards in his hand, his red eyes locked on her fair and pretty cheeks, and a pair of large palms firmly imprisoned her thin shoulders, almost snarling at her.

"You have already made me die for Chu Yunyi, what else do you want! Are you really going to imprison me by your side for the rest of your life?! Suddenly, she opened her eyes and looked at Leng Yan, who was close at hand, yelling at him, she didn't know what was going on between him and Chu Yunyi, but it was enough to use her as a bargaining chip, why didn't she still refuse to let her go.

The stubbornness and perseverance on Jian Ran's face showed her full of resistance and unwillingness, the anger around him faded in an instant, and his sad eyes gradually became a layer of determination, he gritted his teeth, and his expression was desperate,

"What if it is."

"Those who can lock me can't lock my heart." Her near-murmuring words wafted through the air, and the fingertips of his fingers grabbed her shoulders and gradually embedded them in the tender flesh of her shoulders.

Huo Jue held the last trace of hope, and asked Jian Ran in a deep voice,

"That's how you want to leave me?" The mellow voice was slightly hoarse, and he stared at her intently, trying to see a trace of reluctance on her face, but she slowly raised a smile, with a taste of tiredness and relief, and the fluttering words fell into the eardrums,

"Yes." Her answer fell in the quiet air, and the pain in his heart finally rolled like a tsunami, and he pushed her away, and fell limply to the floor.

He hung his head in a deep voice, and in front of him was the confetti that he had pinched into shape, and for a moment, his rough voice came faintly,

"Get out." Jian Ran on the bed was stunned for a while, she stared at the black head of the man on the ground with a pair of tearful eyes, her tearful eyelashes blinked, and she didn't move.

Huo Jue clenched his fists at his side, forcing himself not to look up at Jian Ran's expression, he was afraid that he would regret it and never recover.

His wounded heart dripped blood, heavy and repeated,

"Get out!" The long tail note dragged on, revealing the sorrow and forbearance in his heart, and his hoarse and obscure voice was like a trapped beast on the verge of death, enduring the torturous pain and torment, and a cry was pulled out of his throat.

The coldness and determination that pierced the air, as if he really chose to let go like this, the feet in his eyes finally left the bed, and ran to the door, and the moment she opened the door, his heart fell for a moment, and he suddenly raised his head,

"Xiao Ran!" The tall body bounced off the ground like an arrow from a string, and after a few steps, the only thing that responded to him was the sound of the door slamming and the silence of the air.

He paused stiffly, his teeth clucked, and his handsome face became a little hideous from grief, and he quickly moved to the floor-to-ceiling window, hiding behind the curtain to watch the woman rushing out of the villa, and even the last bit of hope in his heart was annihilated.

Jian Ran, who hurriedly ran downstairs and walked out, didn't hear Huo Jueshen's last reluctant scream, and he could never see his sad expression and eyebrows.