Qian Yan

Chapter 88 Suffocation
Yan Weiran twitched the corners of her mouth, and smiled slightly: "Does it sound good? You said that when they threw me away, they didn't even bother to write my birthday, but they insisted on keeping this surname. Isn't it funny? Although they refused to raise me , but I still belong to them, I have to use this surname, and I have to carry on their family in a certain place in the world?"

She originally wanted to narrate it plainly, but she couldn't control it later, and her voice couldn't help but sharpen.

Wei Zexi stretched out his hand silently, and gently stroked her hair. When his warm and broad palm touched her head, it was like caring for an abandoned kitten.

His gaze was still fixed on the front of the car, but his voice was gentler than the hand on her head: "Don't mind too much, Weiran. People can't choose their own origin, but they can use hard work to change their future life."

Yan Weiran nodded, and tried her best to take a deep breath to calm down the resentment in her chest.

"Speaking of which, I met a couple of illegal immigrants before. They cleaned dishes and lived in a cage house in Chinatown. They gave birth to three children five years after arriving in the United States, and then sold them to foreigners for adoption. Probably they really made money by selling their children. money, and even bought a house in the Bronx." Wei Zexi said, then paused before adding, "At least, your parents didn't use the child for profit, and they didn't leave you abroad."

Yan Weiran listened to his words, then looked at his quiet profile, and slowly smiled thoughtfully.

She said: "Young Master Wei, you know, for the first time in so many years, I feel that the resentment stuck in my heart has faded."

A beaming person like Wei Zexi seemed happier than her: "I see, I've met a lot of people. In New York, nothing can happen!"

"It really comforted me." Yan Weiran clasped his hands and said softly, "In this world, there are still many people who are deeply in misfortune. What I should do now is not to lament my past, but to Do what you can to help those people get out of the predicament and live a happy life like me."

"You have done a good job. For example, you helped my sister and Aunt Xu... By the way, you also helped Huanyu solve Liu Ziyi's big problem!"

"Young Master Wei, you are not bad. For example, what happened to the watch that Wu Liang 'tricked' into?"

"Of course I got it back. Are you police uncles vegetarian? And they also found out that Wu Liang had defrauded 10,000+ before, all of which were used for gambling. After the prosecution, I think he will be sentenced to at least ten years .” He didn’t remember until here, and said, “You can contact Aunt Xu, she can go home.”

"Well, okay, I'll tell her about Wu Liang's detention and see if she's willing to go home." Yan Weiran sent a message to Aunt Xu's daughter on her mobile phone, then raised her head unconsciously, looking at Wei. Zexi's smiling profile filled with a warm feeling in his heart.She said softly, "Young Master Wei, it's so kind of you."

"Really?" Wei Zexi rubbed his nose and said, "You know I'm fine, why don't you hurry up and treat me better."

Yan Weiran also laughed, and said, "There are thousands of people who are kind to you, Young Master Wei, and I can't get in the way."

"Don't worry, you have the privilege." He said without thinking.

Yan Weiran looked at him and smiled slightly, his face was clearly joyful, but also sad.

Wei Zexi didn't look at her, but the suddenly quiet atmosphere made him feel lingeringly depressed, even like the kind of melancholy he had heard but never experienced.

It's not good to stay in China for a long time. I have been with a group of big bosses in the United States for more than 20 years, and I have never seen such emotions!
Wei Zexi was depressed and even a little annoyed, so he drove the car very fast.

It didn't take long to arrive near his residence.When turning the corner, Wei Zexi glanced at the rearview mirror and frowned slightly.

Yan Weiran also saw in the mirror a sneaky person huddling around the street corner. The other person must have seen the license plate number, and immediately waved to the people next to him.

"Hmph, why do these people want to come here?" Wei Zexi had nowhere to vent his anger, so he turned the steering wheel and was about to turn the car around to tease them.

Yan Weiran patted his arm helplessly, and said, "Come on, Young Master Wei, can you handle this kind of person who only seeks out Chinese to extort money? Besides, I'm exhausted all day today, so let's go back early to rest. "

"It's lucky for them." Wei Zexi said bitterly, and drove into the security area of ​​the building, and plunged into the underground parking lot.

Those few people saw that the car actually entered the top mansion, and knew that they couldn't get in, so they could only stand behind resentfully and give up.

Her gaze flicked over the arm of one of them, the tattoo on it, entwined with thorns and poisonous snakes, was a letter G.

She walked into the elevator alone, and the elevator doors closed slowly.

However, just as the door was about to close, two men quickly squeezed in, trapping her in a corner.

The pale lights in the elevator illuminated the tall figures of the two men, and the G tattoos on their arms were clearly visible.

The cramped space rose rapidly, and Yan Weiran, who felt something was wrong, immediately raised his hand and quickly pressed a few numbers on the lower floors.

The person behind asked vaguely, "Why are you pressing so many numbers?"

"Oh... I forgot something downstairs." She said hurriedly, facing the button, silently praying in her heart that they would let her get off the elevator immediately.

The two didn't ask any more questions.There was a dead silence in the elevator, as if sinking into death.

The floor number she pressed did not save her, and the elevator continued to ascend slowly.The scenery outside the sightseeing elevator gradually sinks into the night.She looked at the faint face of Fang Aili reflected on the glass, and tightly grasped the four-shine flower in her hand, as if expecting that the radiant flower that Cheng Jialu gave her before leaving could help her Dispel the dense darkness in front of you.

Looking down, in the dim light, Cheng Jialu's car was still parked outside.

She heard her own heartbeat, heavy and rapid, almost jumping out of her chest.

It wasn't until the seventh floor that the elevator reacted and stopped slowly.

The door opened slowly, and there was an empty corridor in front of him.

Yan Weiran immediately stepped forward, trying to escape from these two people.

The voice-activated light turned on instantly, and she stepped into the light.Before she had time to breathe a sigh of relief, the dark shadow behind her was cast by the light at her feet, and the two tall men followed from the elevator, pinching her from left to right.

Yan Weiran immediately quickened his pace, trying to get rid of them.

The people behind also strode up, and they were about to follow her into the safety ladder.

Yan Weiran stopped suddenly and stood in the corridor, waiting for them to pass.They also stopped immediately, and she was forced to back away, and was immediately squeezed to the window.

There are floor-to-ceiling windows behind him, and the height below is the seventh floor, which is paved with hard stone bricks, without any buffer in between.

If she falls from then on, she has no chance of surviving.

Yan Weiran forced himself to stay calm, reached into his bag, and asked hastily, "What are you guys doing? I've already called 911!"

"911? If the police are useful, do you still need someone to beg for it?" One of the bald men asked with a sneer, "We have already agreed to repay the debt you owed, you won't let us go back empty-handed, right? "

Yan Weiran's thoughts changed sharply, and he subconsciously raised his hand to caress his face, thinking how they would come to Fang Aili to pay back Cheng Jialu's debt——

But at that time, how did she know the whole story!

A shrill and urgent voice came from nowhere, lingering in her ears, and kept saying: "Run, Yan Weiran, run! Don't you know, Fang Aili and Cheng Jialu are engaged!"

Engaged, they're engaged!
In this flash of light and flint, a spark suddenly flashed in Yan Weiran's mind, and he understood it in a trance.

Don't worry, he said, they are troubling you because of me.Now you pretend to be Alley Fang, and they won't mess with you.

So now, she accepts the plea of ​​the allergic Fang Aili and dresses herself up in her likeness.

The real Ailey Fang is safe in the hospital.

Cheng Jialu stood by and watched downstairs.

They gave her to this group of people with malicious intentions, but now she only has the weak Sizhaohua that Cheng Jialu handed to her when he was parting.

There was a loud bang in her heart, and her internal organs suddenly exploded in her body, causing her chest to suffocate and ache.

I don't want to believe it, I can't believe it.

(End of this chapter)