Snowy Night Kiss

Chapter 50 At least not in front of me

It was at this moment that she saw the scene inside clearly.

In the VIP drying room, Ni Daming was held down by his head over a sink. Jin Yanchen looked extremely elegant in a black suit. He held a top-quality cigar between his fingertips, tilted his head back to inhale and exhale, and in the bluish-white, he once again pressed the scarlet cigarette butt heavily on the wound.

Another heart-wrenching scream.

Jin Yanchen tilted his head to look at her and said to her gently, "Jianyi, close the door."

His voice was as gentle as a godfather's, as if he had regarded her as an accomplice.

Jian Yi pursed her lips, closed the door and stood beside him.

Closing the door was unnecessary as Ni Daming had already recognized the identity of the person in front of him. Even though he was beaten for no reason, he did not dare to say a word.

Who knew that Jin Yanchen was not ready to let him go. He casually dialed a phone number with his free hand and calmly decided his fate.

"Director Ni, it's time for you to be arrested."

Ni Daming's expression suddenly became horrified, and he immediately hugged his thigh and cried, "Mr. Jin, you can't do this, I work for the Song family, Song Ming, you know, he is the old man's man!"

Jin Yanchen didn't say anything. He just stood in front of Jian Yi and looked back at her with gentle eyes.

Although they had just had sex in the morning, Jian Yi still felt unfamiliar with Jin Yanchen. She lowered her head in a trance, watching her uncle, who was regarded as a god by the whole family, being easily lifted off the stage. For the first time, she truly realized how big a dream of prosperity she had been pursuing.

Jin Yanchen rubbed her head, fearing that she would be frightened, and comforted her kindly, "Sorry, I accidentally saw your 'Revenge Diary'."

"How is it, are you relieved?"

Ni Daming looked at her. He couldn't say that there was no hatred in his eyes, but it was more of a look of fear.

Jian Yi took a deep breath.

Jin Yanchen put his arm around her waist at this time. His posture was very lazy, but he seemed to be protecting her, as if to say that it didn't matter, as he was always by her side.

Jian Yi's eyes suddenly turned red. This confrontation and liberation, for which she had been prepared to give up everything, finally turned into a legitimate crusade and support because of his boundless tolerance and doting.

"Won't it cause you trouble?" Jian Yi was referring to the Song family and Mr. Jin that Ni Daming had just mentioned.

Jin Yanchen laughed indifferently: "What's the big deal?"

"They are not as noble as you."

There is a Hong Kong-style tea restaurant next to the Furama Hotel. The food is very light, and one of the dishes, the crab roe and shrimp dumplings, is the most delicious.

When the second course of the meal was served, the sound of sirens came from far away and the Fuli Hotel next door was in an uproar. Soon, Ni Daming, with a pale face, was taken out of the hotel and put into a police car.

Jin Yanchen poured her a cup of refreshing lotus seed tea.

The aroma of tea was wafting in the air. He lightly replaced the old tea with a cup of new tea without the foam on it.

"It's in the past."

This sounded so familiar, and reminded Jian Yi of that night at the hot spring villa, when the love and romance were over the top. The two of them held a bottle of red wine of unknown vintage and sat on the balcony together to toast each other.

There has always been an unspoken tacit understanding between Jian Yi and Jin Yanchen.

That is, they remain silent about their past.

Today was an accident, but something seemed to be broken between them. Jian Yi raised her head, looked at him calmly, and asked calmly, "Do you know everything?"

"I don't know." There were a lot of people coming and going in the tea restaurant at noon. There was a long queue just outside the hotel. Jian Yi glanced at the sign on the menu and found that it was an Internet celebrity restaurant.

Jin Yanchen doesn't look like the kind of person who would check in at a popular internet restaurant.

As if knowing what he was thinking, Jin Yanchen pushed the internet-famous longli fish in sour lemon soup in front of her. He had put the fish soup in a small bowl and let it cool down in advance, and it was just the right temperature at this moment.

"I just happened to find a little girl's revenge diary under the bed, and the page that was opened happened to have Ni Daming's name written on it."

Jin Yanchen raised the corners of his eyes, and his voice was very low, but he imitated the tone she used when writing.

"On a certain day of a certain month of a certain year, Ni Daming lured me into his home with two candies. This is a deep hatred that must be avenged!"

Jian Yi burst out laughing, and his mood quickly became gloomy again.

She lowered her head and took a sip of the fish soup, her mouth sour. "I think I had just started primary school at that time. I didn't write the date because I can't remember clearly. At that time, I didn't have pocket money and I couldn't eat enough at home. Ni Daming often treated me to snacks. Later, he said there were a lot of candies at home for me to eat. As a result, he took off my school uniform pants that day."

"Then my cousin suddenly rushed out of the room and threw me out the door." Jian Yi stirred the soup spoon, "I realized it later when I grew up, and I managed to escape a disaster at that time."

Jin Yanchen could actually guess what was going on. Every time she shivered and got nervous, and every time she deliberately kept a distance from strangers, there was a reason for all of this.

He wanted to untie her knot, not to force her to integrate into the general public, but to free her from being trapped by it.

She's a victim, isn't she?

"He is a scumbag and will be judged fairly by the law, even if it is a little late." Jin Yanchen wiped his hands carelessly, raised his eyes and said jokingly, "The enthusiastic citizen Jin Yanchen has submitted the clues of his corruption and bribery to the procuratorate."

The atmosphere suddenly became relaxed because of his words, and Jian Yi felt a little better. She lowered her head and took a bite of a crystal soup dumpling. The scalding juice burned her eyes so much that she couldn't open them. Stimulated by the pain, she raised her head and looked straight ahead.

"I've grown up. I'm not afraid of him anymore."

The Hong Kong-style tea restaurant has a large floor-to-ceiling glass with a diamond pattern. The sunlight pours down from this window like a waterfall. Jian Yi's face seems a little dazed in this clear light. She holds the small spoon in her hand, but her eyes are fixed on the police car with alternating red and blue lights.

Maybe she is determined to break away from the past, but she is still a 19-year-old girl who worries, is afraid, and is concerned about the future.

If possible, Jin Yanchen would like her to be able to express her emotions completely and without restraint like Song Zhi forever, and he is willing to give her this fearless reliance.

"Don't lie, Jian Yi."

Jin Yanchen raised his eyes to look at her. The sharpness in his eyes instantly dissipated when he opened his mouth with tenderness. He smiled helplessly, "At least not in front of me."

Her heartbeat paused, and Jian Yi curled the corners of her lips nonchalantly, "Fear is a useless emotion. No matter how old I was when I was a child, I couldn't avoid dealing with my aunt's family during festivals. If I talk about it too much, I won't be afraid anymore."

Jin Yanchen stopped talking. He walked up to her and held out his hand. Although Jian Yi was confused, she subconsciously held his hand.

The man's palm was dry and warm, and he wrapped her hand tightly in it. He walked at a moderate pace, steadily leading her through the crowd queuing outside the door.

The Furama Hotel next door was in chaos.

Ni Daming was being handcuffed in silver handcuffs. He struggled unwillingly, but his disguise was removed, leaving only weak excuses and insults.

Jin Yanchen accompanied her to watch the whole process of Ni Daming being escorted into the car.

When the police car disappeared at the end of the road, he leaned over and kissed her forehead.

"The criminal has been brought to justice. Are you relieved now?"

(End of this chapter)