Addicted to seduction, the cold CEO cries every night

After getting the money, the man turned around and left with the others.

Yan Xia grabbed Xue Jingchen: "Don't you want to die?"

Xue Jingchen looked seriously injured. The injuries on his body were invisible, but the injuries on his face were obvious.

The blood on his forehead and corners of his lips was everywhere, and it was scary just to look at it.

Xue Jingchen couldn't catch up at first. He almost fell back to the ground when he was pulled by Yan Xia, but Yan Xia quickly pulled him up.

"Miss Yan, I really didn't steal anything."

Yan Xia nodded: "Well, I believe you."

"Then you will pay them back?" Xue Jingchen gritted his teeth and looked at Yan Xia: "And it's two thousand, which is enough for me to live for two months."

Yan Xia was stunned for a moment after hearing this.

Two months?
two thousand?

Yan Xia is not a little girl who doesn't understand the sufferings of the world. Although she lived a comfortable life since she was a child, her mother also took her to volunteer in an orphanage when she was a child.

But he just left?
Could it be that you are overthinking it?

In the hospital, the doctor treated Xue Jingchen's wounds and checked for internal injuries.

"and many more."

There was a trace of embarrassment on his face and he said: "I'm fine, the injury is not serious. Thank you for what happened today."

After Yan Xia thought for a moment, he finally walked up to the limping Xue Jingchen.

Yan Xia looked at Xue Jingchen's back and frowned slightly.

If Xue Jingchen had any purpose in approaching him, he should find a way to have more contact with him now.

She said: "Shall I take you to the hospital?"

……

Life is very hard for the children there.

If Xue Jingchen didn't deceive himself, maybe he was really living in poverty.

"When I make money, I will return the two thousand to you." After saying this, Xue Jingchen limped away.

"What's wrong?" Xue Jingchen looked back at her.

"Since you owe me everything, I don't mind if you owe me more."

Yan Xia said to the driver: "Go to the nearest hospital."

Finally, it was discovered that Xue Jingchen's ribs were slightly fractured, but not too serious.

Hearing this, Xue Jingchen shook his head: "No, I..."

Yan Xia pulled him towards the road and stopped a taxi.

Yan Xia was speechless for a moment, pursed her lips and said, "I think you are dying. If you continue to beat me, you will die."

Yan Xia pursed her lips.

If Xue Jingchen really acted in this drama just to get closer to himself, it would be a bit too scary.

He is also too capable of killing himself.

"Miss Yan, thank you." Xue Jingchen walked up to Yan Xia. The sixteen-year-old boy was already half a head taller than Yan Xia.

The boy's hair was messy and stuck to his forehead, and there was a wound on his forehead that had just been bandaged.

But these did not affect the boy's appearance, but made him look a bit more broken.

Yan Xia raised her head and glanced at him: "You're welcome."

"go home."

After she finished speaking, Xue Jingchen's expression paused.

Yan Xia turned her head and looked at him: "You don't even have a place to live, do you?"

Xue Jingchen blushed: "No, I do."

Yan Xia raised an eyebrow: "Then I'll take you back."

Without waiting for Xue Jingchen to speak, Yan Xia turned around and walked forward.

Xue Jingchen stared at her back with deep eyes for a moment, then limped forward.

After leaving the hospital, Yan Xia took a taxi as usual, then turned to look at Xue Jingchen who was following him.

"Give me your address."

"You are not afraid of what I will do to you."

Hearing this, Yan Xia raised her hand and patted his head, sneering: "Little brat, what can you do to me."

When saying this, Yan Xia turned his head and glanced behind him.

There was a black car parked there, already following him.

Xue Jingchen pursed his thin lips into a straight line. After a moment of silence, he gave his address.

Xue Jingchen lived quite far away, in an old dilapidated village on the outskirts of the city.

Yan Xia didn't go in, but when she stood outside and looked at the crumbling old house, Yan Xia's eyes flashed.

Xue Jingchen looked at Yan Xia: "I'm here."

Yan Xia nodded: "Okay."

She didn't get out of the car and asked the taxi driver to turn around and go home.

Xue Jingchen stood there and looked at the direction Yan Xia left for a long time, then turned around and limped toward the old building.

"Jingchen, why are you coming back so late tonight?" On the way, an old woman saw Xue Jingchen and frowned.

"Grandma." Xue Jingchen frowned and walked over, supporting the old woman with a walking stick: "I don't mean that you don't have to wait for me."

"What you are doing out here is not convenient for you."

It was dark just now, so Zhang Guilian didn't see Xue Jingchen's injured face clearly. Now that she was closer, Zhang Guilian could see the injuries on his face at a glance.

The old man's expression suddenly changed.

"How did you get hurt?"

Xue Jingchen turned his face away: "It's okay. I accidentally knocked it while working today. It has been taken care of."

Zhang Guilian sighed: "Hey, it's all my fault that grandma doesn't live up to expectations and wants you to go out to work at such a young age."

"Grandma, stop talking."

"I'm fine, and I can support myself, which is pretty good."

Xue Jingchen helped Zhang Guilian go upstairs. When he reached the third floor, he stopped and opened the door, revealing the bare-walled home.

……

When Yan Xia returned to the villa, Si Jinghuai was still asleep. He was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed.

The aura around him is extremely low.

Seeing him like this, Yan Xia said nothing and walked upstairs.

Si Jinghuai frowned and raised his hand to rub the center of his eyebrows: "Where did you go when you came back so late?"

Yan Xia turned her head and glanced at him: "It doesn't seem like I need to tell you where I've been. You should know everything."

"Do you still need me to repeat it again?"

Yan Xia's tone was not good, and Si Jinghuai's thin lips pursed tightly.

After a pause, the man raised his well-proportioned fingers and hooked his hand towards Yan Xia: "Come here."

If it were the past, Yan Xia would have passed.

But today, she didn't want to.

"I feel a little tired and want to rest."

After finishing speaking, Yan Xia walked directly upstairs without waiting for Si Jinghuai to speak.

She knew she was quite awkward now.

But thinking of Shen Li's phone call yesterday, Yan Xia felt as if her heart was squeezed tightly by a big hand.

Unable to move.

It was already quite late. Yan Xia went into the bathroom to wash up briefly, then returned to the bedroom and wrapped herself in a ball on the bed.

When Si Jinghuai came up from downstairs after finishing the matter, he only saw Yan Xia lying on the bed, wrapped tightly around him.

Only a small head is exposed, with eyes closed.

But when he walked over, he clearly saw Yan Xia's eyelashes trembling and she was not asleep at all.

Si Jinghuai pursed his lips: "Let's talk."

Yan Xia didn't move or speak, as if he didn't hear anything.

Seeing this, Si Jinghuai narrowed his eyes, and his aura became sharp for a moment.

Yan Xia felt his change and simply moved, turning her body towards the window.

Si Jinghuai lost his patience when he saw this.

He stepped forward and pulled Yan Xia's cup away.

"What are you doing!?" Yan Xia sat up and glared at Si Jinghuai angrily.

"I said, let's talk."

"Talk?" Yan Xia tilted her head to look at him: "What are you talking about?"

"Is it possible that Si is always hiding something from me and wants to talk to me frankly?"

She spoke so sinisterly that Si Jinghuai gritted his teeth. (End of chapter)