Sir's Brand

Chapter 37

"The Yan family."

"Yan Yue?" Nan Yejue's usual frivolous voice reached Rong En's ears outside the door, his words were sarcasm, "Yan family, why do you want to set foot in the black market too? Doesn't the old man of the Yan family hate this the most?"

"The current Yan family and the Yuanshe Group are completely controlled by Yan Yue. According to that person, the incident at sea was not Yan Yue's intention. She just collected money and wanted your life in the hospital." A Yuan's voice remained the same. Be neither humble nor overbearing, and tell the truth about what you have investigated.

"Which hospital I was sent to, Li Hang should keep it a secret. How could he arrange everything properly in such a short period of time?"

"Because, there are people who cooperate with each other!" A Yuan gritted his teeth, his tone resentful.

There was no voice in the study for a long while, Nan Yejue thought about every detail, and immediately remembered the phone call that Rong En cut off when they were lying on the hospital bed.

If it is a coincidence, it seems that it is too difficult to convince people.

Plus that glass of water, and what Xia Feiyu said...

The quieter it was inside, the more restless Rong En felt outside.

"Boss, are you all right?"

"Don't worry." Nan Yejue said tiredly, mixed with a little helplessness, "Angel-Beats' medicinal properties didn't kill me at the time, and when it happened again, the cycle was not so short."

"Boss, in my opinion, it's the woman outside. As long as you say something, I'll go out and kill her!"

Rong En was shocked, but did not leave. Subconsciously, she wanted to hear Nan Yejue's answer.

"That man, what else did you say?"

"She said that the woman outside knew that she was sent by Yan Yue. Although she only found out after you were injected with the potion, it was obvious that she had colluded with the Yan family. In my opinion, the The incident has nothing to do with her."

Analytical, it seems reasonable, anyone would think of this level.

"Outside, have you heard enough?"

When Rong En heard Nan Yejue's voice, he subconsciously wanted to leave, but A Yuan had already opened the door quickly, and with a fierce face and a bad tone, "Are you eavesdropping here?"

"I……"

"A Yuan, you go back first." Nan Yejue sat on the sofa in the study, his wine-red hair was casually drooping in front of his forehead because he hadn't taken care of it. A Yuan nodded, stared hard at Rong En, walked out.

"Did you hear what you said just now?" Nan Yejue lit a cigarette, put it on the sandalwood ashtray, and watched it slowly burn out.

"I heard."

"Enn, I won't let him go." The man said without any ups and downs. He picked up the cigarette butt, flicked it down with his fingertips, and slammed it into the ashtray.

In the air, there was a faint cool smell of smoke in an instant.

Rong En's hands hanging by her sides were clasped together nervously. She didn't know what Nan Yejue was trying to test by saying this.

The man put down his upturned legs, and walked behind Rong En in two or three steps. His stiff back felt his chest close to her. Nan Yejue put his hand lightly on her shoulder, "You are mine now, so you can no longer be with Yan." The more it gets involved, the more unclear it is."

"A Yuan's words, is that what you mean?"

A hand passed behind her waist and landed on her lower abdomen. Nan Yejue's firm chin rested lightly on Rong En's shoulder, "We are two, you can only choose one now, I want him to die!"

The cold tone made people tremble, Rong En only felt that her legs were weak, and the man's arms around her waist tightened, which made her stand firmer.

"Have you checked it out? Maybe it's not Yan Yue." When he said this, Rong En obviously lacked confidence.

"Do you want to hear him admit it?" Nan Yejue leaned down, bit her ear lightly, and said in an indifferent manner, "Yan Yue wants to intervene in the black market, but I want to See how capable he is, dare to set foot in my place."

Rong En didn't believe such news.

She shook her head blankly, "Impossible."

Yan's family has always been doing serious business, and she knows Yan Yue well, it is impossible for him to do something that involves the black market.

"Enn?" Nan Yejue let go of her, walked around her and sat back on the sofa, "If you still insist, it's unbelievable how deep your love was a year ago, that man, you Do you understand? It doesn’t matter if it’s good or bad, what kind of love is there to talk about?”

Rong En's face was ugly, "What do you want to do?"

"This is a matter between us men." Nan Yejue swallowed the pills prepared on the table and said coldly.

"He can't die!" Almost without thinking, Rong En yelled out what was in his heart.

With a gloomy look on his face, Nan Yejue picked up the glass and took a sip of water. After a short silence, he stood up abruptly and smashed half of the glass of water and the glass to the floor.

"Whether it's up to me!" Nan Yejue strode forward, the force on his feet crushed the glass shards, he suddenly approached, causing Rong En to take a big step back, "He almost killed me What were you doing when you died? You tried every means to hide it for him, Rong En, in your eyes, is my life worthless? "

The man's eyes were bloodshot, and the veins on his forehead were tense. He looked very scary.

"Nan Yejue." Rong En lowered his head, "Just let me beg you once."

"Hehe..." The man nodded, pointed at Rong En with one hand, and smiled contemptuously, "You beg me?"

She raised her chin lightly, even though she and Yan Yue had already passed by, how could she just watch him go to die?

Nan Yejue stood in front of her, his downcast eyes captured the fluctuations in her eyes, "If I die, you will be able to return to him again, and he will naturally arrange for you about your mother's affairs. When we were locked in the ward, Rong En, tell the truth, did you ever waver?"

The sparkle in her eyes dimmed. At that time, she was contradictory, but it was not as Nan Yejue thought. She was contradictory because she was afraid of facing today's situation, afraid that after Nan Yejue knew the truth, It will be bad for Yan Yue.

Not because she wanted to get back together with Yan Yue again.

The hesitation in her eyes seemed to be the default in Nan Yejue's eyes.

She was really shaken, that is to say, once, when he was in the most danger, she thought about abandoning him and watching him die.

Nan Yejue didn't get angry anymore, Rong En felt a chill all over his body under his stare, the temperature in the man's eyes became colder and colder, and finally, there was not even a little bit of tenderness left.

Sensing his strangeness, Rong En thought that he must have misunderstood, "I never thought of harming you, and that glass of water, I don't know why there is a tranquilizer in it, Nan Yejue, trust me."

The man just smiled, kicked away the chair lying in front of him, and said sadly, "Why should I believe you? A woman like you, why should I believe you!?"

In the ward in Yunnan, he only left Rong En alone, but he didn't want to, and almost threw his life away.

Nan Yejue turned around and left the ward. Under the orange wall lamp, Rong En propped himself on the desk with one hand, his calf hurt badly. When he lifted up his trousers, he found a few pieces of dregs pierced into his flesh.

She limped and sat down on the sofa. Every wound, when she took out the glass shards with pain, would ooze a little bit of blood, which was shocking.

On the balcony of the master bedroom, Nan Yejue lit a cigarette with one hand, full of thoughts.

In the garden downstairs, the shadows of the trees and the light and shadows perfectly adorned a path paved with cobblestones. After throwing away the cigarette in his hand, the man turned and entered the bedroom.

When he woke up the next morning, he found that Rong En was not by his side.

Nan Yejue frowned. He said last night that he would deal with Yan Yue. Now, she might have gone to Yan's house. After leaving, she won't come back, right?
The man sneered and left the master bedroom in a bathrobe.

The study room was still the same as he slammed the door last night. When he came to the door, he saw a woman curled up inside with her shoulders hugged on the Italian sofa. Maybe it was because of the cold that she didn't sleep well.

Nan Yejue remembered that she always had the habit of sleeping without the heater on.

The mess on the ground has been cleaned up, and the fallen chairs have been returned to their original positions. After Nan Yejue walked in softly, he stood in front of the sofa.

The tall figure cast a dark shadow on her small face, Rong En usually wakes up easily, and she opened her eyes with the slightest movement.

"Today, I want to go to the hospital."

Nan Yejue put his hands in his pockets, yes or no, it was a simple answer, but Rong En waited for a long time.

"Okay." The man nodded in agreement after careful consideration.

Rong En went to change a set of clothes, packed up briefly, and left for the hospital.

On the bus, she sat in the last row.

Outside the window, the dense forest, the shadows of flowers and trees, bumped into her eyes one after another, and then disappeared.The streets are full of people, and everyone has a different life, ups and downs, knowing their own changes in temperature.

Rong En rested her head lightly on the glass. She and Nan Yejue seemed to have taken a step when they were in Yunnan, but they couldn't get close in time, so they couldn't wait to take it back.

She and Yan Yue, from the blank year to now, have always been one step behind.

Rong En pushed open the window and let the bitter cold wind blow on her face. When, her tough heart was soaked in such a bleak, as if a little thing could make her want to cry.

The closer you get, the more scared you become.

People like Nan Yejue are not something she can get close to.

My mother has always wanted to live a safe and stable life, and now she has caused it to become like this.

When I arrived at the hospital, the nurse was massaging Rong's mother. I haven't seen her for a few days, and her condition has improved greatly.

"The next treatment is mainly massage. As long as the patient's mentality is good, there is a possibility of recovery."

"Really?" Rong En was full of joy in the dean's office.

"Yes, the drug treatment has been stopped for a week. Your mother's condition has basically stabilized. It's just a matter of time."

Rong En couldn't hide the joy in her heart, she asked excitedly, "Then, if I want her to be discharged from the hospital, can I?"

(End of this chapter)