CEO's Forced Love

Jane Huan looked at him with a frown. Her eyes were very frank and clear. Yan Jingshen suddenly couldn't say the next words. His hands clenched into fists and heard the joint clucking. He said calmly, "Yiwei was kidnapped."

"What do you care about me?" Jane Huan asked indifferently, and then led Huo nianyan to leave.

Yan Jingshen stood up, "she was kidnapped downstairs."

Jane Huan looked at him and waited for him to go on.

"The police judged that the kidnapping may be related to the Hengzhou coal mine accident."

Jane Huan suddenly understood the reason why he appeared here. She felt sad and pitiful for herself: "do you want to tell me that the kidnapper tied the wrong person because I look like her?"

Yan Jingshen was silent.

"... what do you want me to do? Holding a sign and shouting at me all over the street is Jane Huan?"

There was a breath lingering in her chest. There was a light flashing in Jane Huan's eyes. She stared at Yan Jingshen: "Yan Jingshen, I'm not the virgin."

Huo nianyan's soft little meat hand didn't pinch, but he didn't dare to shout. He just looked at Jian Huan anxiously: "Xiao Jian..."

"Let's go." Jane Huan opened her eyes wrongly and opened the door of the corridor with Huo nianyan.

Yan Jingshen grabbed her arm, and Jane Huan shook it off. She looked back at him with hate and tears in her eyes: "Yan Jingshen, are you still a person?"

"Don't you always say you want to repay the kindness of the Yan family? After this time, you don't owe the Yan Family any more."

Jian Huan was looking at Yan Jingshen, and his secretive eyes seemed to be suddenly enlightened and unbelievable.

Tears rolled down. She was so forced by a man that she had no way to go. He didn't even blink when she was forced to die.

There was an angry Beast roaring in her body, but she couldn't shout out. After Jane Huan fell two tears, there were no more tears. Her eyes were dry, dark as a candle. At the moment of burning out, her thin body seemed vulnerable.

Huo nianyan looked worried: "little Jane, what's the matter with you? What's the matter? Why don't I let my father come over."

"The teacher is fine." Jane Huan wanted to smile at him, but her voice trembled first.

Huo nianyan seemed to guess something and suddenly hugged her legs. "We don't go, just stand here and wait for Dad, okay?"

Jian Huan picked him up and walked to the gate of the community.

Jingxing saw the two people and immediately got out of the car to meet them. "Have you taken them all?"

Jane Huan handed Huo nianyan to him: "please send nianyan back. I have something to deal with."

Huo nianyan held Jian Huan's neck and refused to put it: "I don't go back. I want to go with you. I'll go wherever you go!"

Jane Huan broke off his little hand with a hard heart, and then walked to Lexus, which had reached the door without looking back.

"Little Jane! Little Jane!" Huo nianyan slipped down from Jingxing and ran after Jane Huan.

Jane Huan opened the door and sat in. Instead of looking at the running child, "drive."

Yan Jingshen held the steering wheel tightly, but he still stepped on the accelerator. The speeding car left Huo nianyan far behind.

It seemed that the shrill "little Jane" was still ringing in her ears. Jane Huan couldn't help it after all. She looked back. Huo nianyan was still chasing the car with a big schoolbag on his back, but the distance was getting bigger and bigger, and gradually became a red dot.

Jane Huan was lying on the window. She couldn't hold back her tears and slid down her cheeks.

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When a person reaches the limit of despair, Jane Huan thinks that she should have a broken can and broken psychology like she is now.

When Yan Jingshen said that sentence, she almost broke out: "am I a tool that can be discarded in your heart?"

When her value was completely exhausted, he waved and said to her that you could roll. However, before she rolled, he still wanted to drain her last use value. Even if her life and death might be uncertain in the end, he didn't stop on the way to let her go.

Jane Huan didn't know how Yan Jingshen contacted the kidnappers. When he answered a phone call and took her to the wilderness, looking at the waste garage in front of her, she didn't panic as expected. The whole person was almost strange. Maybe she knew that no one would let her go even if she was afraid?

"I've called the police and they'll be there in a moment." Yan Jingshen whispered in her ear before entering.

Jane Huan didn't look at him. After the door was opened, she followed him in and heard the woman's crying.

"I'm really not Jane Huan. My name is Huo Yiwei. I'm the granddaughter of chief of general staff Huo. I've called someone to take Jane Huan. Let me go."

Huo Yiwei was unkempt and sat in a chair by a kidnapper. She cried even more when she saw Yan Jingshen.

"Yan Jingshen, come and help me! You tell them I'm not Jane Huan," Huo Yiwei turned her eyes and saw the woman standing next to Yan Jingshen. She hurriedly turned her head and said to the kidnapper behind her: "that's Jane Huan. Now the people have brought it. Let us go quickly!"

As soon as the kidnapper released Huo Yiwei, she stumbled over and rushed into Yan Jingshen's arms: "Yan Jingshen, I'm in pain!"

Huo Yiwei's left arm was cut, her sleeve was red with blood, and she was still bleeding out. She couldn't stop it.

Yanjing's cold eyes shot at the kidnappers. One of them spit on the ground, "who makes this smelly woman want to escape!"

Huo Yiwei shrinks into Yan Jingshen's arms in fear, "Yan Jingshen..."

Jane Huan looked at the two people holding together, very calm and calm, but her face was as white as paper.

When Yan Jing left with Huo Yiwei, who had lost too much blood and wanted to faint, Jian Huan brushed past him and said only one sentence: "remember what you said, from now on, I don't owe the Yan Family any more. I have nothing to do with my grandmother and the Yan family."

Yan Jingshen held Huo Yiwei's hands and his fingers were stiff, but he didn't turn back and went out the way he came.

The garage door was slammed, and the huge echo was particularly terrible at night.

Jane stood there happily, looking at the opposite kidnappers with hate on their faces. She slowly lowered her eyelashes.

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Yan Jingshen put Huo Yiwei in the co driver's seat and was about to go back to the garage, but she held her arm tightly.

"Don't go... Yan Jingshen, I'm afraid, you don't know how savage their gang are *..."

As she spoke, Huo Yiwei began to sob in a low voice. Maybe she grew up in a superior environment. She was frightened and the whole person kept shaking.

"It's all right." Yan Jingshen comforted her and frowned at the garage without any movement.

Huo Yiwei saw his intention, and the whole person hung on him, "don't go in, don't leave me... I..."

Yan Jingshen soon found Huo Yiwei's strange, "what's the matter with you?"

Huo Yiwei covered her chest and her face was pale. She just kept panting desperately. Yan Jingshen's look changed greatly: "do you have asthma?"

"Save... Save... Me... Yan Qi... Yan..."

Yan Jingshen's forehead exuded sweat. He put her dying on the co driver's seat and dared not hesitate to drive to the hospital.

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His eyes were covered with black cloth, his mouth was sealed with tape, and his hands and feet were bound with thick rope.

Jane Huan was very cooperative in the process, because she knew that no one would rush in to save her if she broke her throat, so she stayed quietly all the time.

Soon she found that the kidnappers wanted her life instead of ransom.

"How did a cold-blooded fighter like you kill our brothers at the beginning? Now how can you go down and accompany them!"

Jane Huan was pulled to the ground, and a burst of fire came to her face. She couldn't see it. She could only rely on other senses. A strong smell of smoke filled her nose, the surrounding temperature was getting higher and higher, and even the sound of Mars bursting. The garage door was slammed shut, and then there was a sound of locking.

Jane Huan's cheeks were dripping with sweat. I don't know whether she was frightened or because the fire was too hot, and her breathing became more and more difficult.

Tears fell from black Bree. She curled up on the ground and couldn't shout out. The flame was like the despair in her body. She felt that the fire had burned to her face. In a daze, she seemed to hear someone calling her name and kicking the door.

The mouth sealed with tape is pulled. Do people give themselves some beautiful visions before they die?