If you are one step late, you miss it all.

Qi Yan watched Jing Zeheng pick up Shen Fanyin and stuff her into his car, and drove her away, feeling as bitter as swallowing a yellow lotus.

He picked up the clothes pole that had fallen to the ground, and was silent for a while, impotent and furious—

"From today onwards, Jing Zeheng is not allowed to set foot in the hotel! If he dares to come, he will call me out!!"

He didn't believe it, in his realm, Jing Zeheng could still do whatever he wanted?

Jing Zeheng, yes.

Before Qi Yan could catch his breath, he saw Jing Zeheng's car driving back again.

He lowered the window and said to Qi Yan, "Delete the surveillance just now."

Qi Yan frowned and nodded, "I know."

Okay, it's about Xiao Yinyin, he doesn't care about him.

Jing Zeheng stretched out his hand to him, "Get me some money."

Qi Yan: "......?"

robbed his little Yinyin, and dared to ask him for money?!

Even if you want to, shouldn't you be polite? For example, knock yourself one.

Jing Zeheng was in a hurry to go out, not to mention his wallet and mobile phone, he didn't even wear a coat or change his slippers.

Seeing that the child shed tears like a lost soul, and the guy outside still didn't move with an indignant face, Jing Zeheng was anxious.

He simply got out of the car and borrowed a few thousand yuan from Qi Yan's wallet by himself.

When Qi Yan came back to his senses, Jing Zeheng had disappeared into the Case Hotel with his money and Xiao Yinyin.

"He's robbing, isn't he? Right? Right?"

-

Jing Zeheng's apartment is adjacent to Shenghua Group, and the 300-square-meter high-rise apartment is extremely quiet, no matter how noisy the outside world is, it can't make noise to the people in the house.

He put the milk tea and tissues he bought on the road to Shen Fanyin's hand, washed his hands himself, and took alcohol and cotton swabs to wipe the blood on her legs.

Shen Fanyin sat on the sofa, a pillow was stuffed in his arms, and his pink lips were bloodless. She sat there quietly, like a doll without a soul.

Crystal tears welled up in her eyes, her shoulders trembled slightly, and every now and then let out a low sob.

Jing Zeheng took care of her wounds, and then sat down beside her.

"Sanskrit, stop crying."

He opened his arms to her and gently embraced her into his arms: "If you want to talk, tell me that I won't tell anyone when I get out of this door; If you don't want to, you can tell me what you want to do, and I'll take care of it for you, okay?"

In fact, he still doesn't know what happened, Su Mu only said in the WeChat message he sent him that Shen Fanyin was bullied and asked him to come over quickly.

Luckily, the Case Hotel is close to home, a three-minute drive away.

He saw the picture of Shen Fanyin chasing and beating a middle-aged man by the gate, and when he saw that her eyes were full of murderous anger, he didn't bother to pay attention to the reason, and quickly stopped her.

As for Shen Fanyin's battle just now, it is not an exaggeration to say that she really wants to kill people.

He was confident that no matter what happened, he could solve it in the right way, and there was no need for a child to go to prison to step on a sewing machine.

Shen Fanyin leaned on his arms in a daze, and instead of crying, he didn't cry, but trembled even more.

"Brother...... I'm scared ......."

"I'm afraid of him...... I'm really scared of ......."

To this day, Shen Fanyin is still afraid of Nie Feng.

Even if he was the one who was beaten and fled, she was the one who was panicked and scared.

Like an insecure young beast, she shrunk into Jing Zeheng's arms, trembling and telling him the source of her fear.

On the day of the end of the final exam of the second year of high school, she was watching TV in her grandmother's arms, and Ms. Shen was studying which cram school to enroll her in, planning to take advantage of the summer vacation to sprint again.

Outside the window, lightning and thunder roared, and heavy rain poured down.

The sound of the key turning the door lock came, and Ms. Shen didn't raise her head, beckoning Nie Feng, who had entered the door, to help pick a cram school.

But Nie Feng was not the only one who entered the house.

There were six people in the group, and in addition to Nie Feng, there were four

Man.

Nie Feng took the woman's hand and knelt straight in front of his grandmother.

He said it was his fault, he couldn't let go of his first love and was with her all the time.

He said they had a daughter who was three months younger than Sanskrit.

He said that her name was Nie Bao'er, and she had kidney failure, and the best treatment was a kidney transplant.

He said that none of them were successful and wanted Sanskrit to try it......

Just when Grandma scolded and Mom drank and ordered her to go back to the bedroom, the power went out.

She locked the door, feeling unsafe in the darkness, and hid under the bed in panic.

Outside the window, lightning and thunder roared, bean-sized raindrops crashed against the window, desperate slamming doors and buzzing thunder intertwined, and when the door was smashed open by the fists of adult men, it happened that a miserable white lightning tore through the night sky, illuminating their faces as horribly as ghosts.

Her room was small, there wasn't much room to hide, and a large hand grabbed her ankle after the closet door was slammed.

Skinny, who is the opponent of those men?

She struggled desperately, but they held her down and dragged her out.

She screamed, cried, and shouted for Daddy to save me, in a vain attempt to awaken his conscience.

But she forgot that the person who planned all this was her so-called father.

Later, it was her mother who snatched her back from the hands of those men with a kitchen knife.

The next day, someone came to the door again, a strong man with three thick and three thick, saying that this house had been mortgaged by Nie Feng to them.

Her books, her mother's clothes, and her grandmother's massager were all thrown out of the house.

It was getting late when she left, but the bright starry lights in the alley could no longer shine into her desperate heart.

Her peaceful life has been shrouded in darkness ever since.

The house was mortgaged, all the money was taken away, and even Ms. Shen's jewelry was stolen and sold. They moved into a humble rental house, and they naively thought that Nie Feng would let her go if he got the money.

But at the commendation meeting at the end of the semester, she took the stage to receive the award. Just when the teachers were vying for praise and the students were envious and admiring, they came again.

Like locusts crossing the country, they broke into the school hall.

The guy who had been stabbed by Ms. Shen grabbed her by the hair and dragged her off the stage in anger.

The trophy fell, and her pride was trampled into the dust.

She didn't dare to go to school again, she didn't dare to face those sympathetic eyes, and even the stage became a taboo in her life.

She thought she was armoured, she thought she could face the pain of the past, but when he embraced her into his arms, her stubbornness was easily shattered, and the vulnerability hidden in the deepest part of her heart was revealed to him.

"He's coming for me again......

"Brother ......"

"I'm so scared ......"

She curled up in his arms, sobbing like a cat, her little hands clutching the hem of his clothes, her red eyes sweeping the door from time to time, as if someone would break in.

Jing Zeheng hugged her tightly and patted her back with his big hand.

He suppressed the anger surging in his heart and comforted him softly: "Don't be afraid, Fanyin, there is the best security system here, and he can't get in."

She looked up at him, her wet eyes filled with a dependence she hadn't even noticed.

"Really?"

She asked in a trembling voice.

"Really."

His large hand ran over her head.

Looking into her eyes, his gaze was extraordinarily determined:

"Don't be afraid, Sanskrit."

"If I live, no one will be able to hurt you."