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It was getting dark, and occasionally cars roared by the roadside. No one noticed the woman walking by the roadside.

Qin Youle was carrying a bag in her hand. She walked along the road with heavy steps step by step. The night is dark and the heart is cold.

The cell phone in the bag rang again and again, and Qin Youle dared not answer. She was afraid to hear the man's voice again. She loved him and loved him deeply, but she couldn't marry him. Just thinking about it made Qin Youle feel painful, even breathing.

Suddenly, a black car stopped beside Qin Youle.

"Beauty?" The man whistled to Qin Youle, "beauty, where are you going? Let me give you a ride. "

Qin Youle looked at the man. He was a middle-aged man of about 40 years old. He was wearing a suit and shoes, but the smile on his face was disgusting. Qin Youle ignored the man and went on.

"Beauty, where are you going? How dangerous it is to be alone at night?" The man still didn't give up. He drove the car and slowly followed Qin Youle.

Qin Youle frowned in disgust, but with the idea of not causing trouble, she quickened her pace.

The man walked down from the car without giving up.

"Hello, beauty..."

"What are you doing?" Qin Youle exclaimed. The man hugged her waist directly. Qin Youle quickly stepped back and kept a certain distance from the man.

Seeing Qin Youle's strong attitude, the man raised his hands. He said with a smile: "beauty, why are you walking here alone this big night?"

"I don't need you!" Qin Youle replied stiffly. She looked around. It was dark here. There was only one car in a minute or two. It was really a little remote.

The man looked at Qin Youle's exquisite figure and swallowed his mouth. He touched his chin and followed up: "beauty, you are so fierce. It must be lonely to walk here alone at night. Come on, brother, will you take you to a fun place? "

"No!" Qin Youle coldly refused.

"Beauty, make yourself at home. I'll take you to a very interesting place." The man deliberately approached. Qin Youle smelled a smell of wine and wanted to come to the man to drink some wine.

The man's ugly face made Qin Youle want to slap him directly. For her fear that she couldn't beat the man, Qin Youle had to yell and stop: "I warn you to show more respect, otherwise I'll call the police immediately."

"Alarm?" The man sneered. He grabbed Qin Youle's bag and whispered, "chick, don't annoy me. What about me..."

The man gave a debauchery laugh.

"Hooligan, let go of your hand!" Feeling that the man's hand was about to attack her chest, Qin Youle subconsciously stepped on the man with high heels.

"Ah!" The man took a breath. He bent down and covered his feet. He said angrily, "smelly woman, stop for me. I will let you know my strength."

Looking at the man squatting on the ground, Qin Youle couldn't care that his bag was robbed and ran away.

"Ah!" Rubbing his numb forehead, Qin Youle looked up at the object she hit, "song..."

Qin Youle was shocked. She didn't expect to meet song Tingchen here. She happened to bump into him, but she was relieved to see song Tingchen's Weian body.

At least, song Tingchen is here. She won't be bullied.

"Why are you here?" He rubbed his forehead, which was still a little painful. Qin Youle asked suspiciously, "how did you know I was here?"

"I just happened to pass by!" Song Tingchen's face was black and terrible, as if brewing a violent storm.

Qin Youle lost his smile. It's so remote and he's in the villa area. It's impossible for song Tingchen to pass by here on a big night.

Seeing that Qin Youle can still laugh, song Tingchen's pupils shrink: how brave is she? She's almost going to be molested. Is she still in the mood to laugh?

"Hello?" Just as the man wanted to chase Qin Youle, he met song Tingchen.

"You..." seeing song Tingchen, the man paused. He instinctively felt that the man standing in front of him was not easy to deal with. His clothes alone were tens of thousands. At a glance, he was a rich family.

"I'll go." The man hesitated and gave up the confrontation with song Tingchen. He knew that he was not song Tingchen's opponent. Song Tingchen's aura alone was enough to make him tremble.

"Stop!" Song Tingchen's voice was particularly bleak in the dark.

The man's footsteps stopped. He looked at the bag in his hand, immediately stuffed it into Qin Youle's arms and nervously said, "give back your bag!"

"Is it so simple?" Song Tingchen snorted coldly and dared to make his woman's idea. He would let the man know what the price was.

"Er..." the man paused. He looked at Qin Youle and blushed. The man summoned up his courage and hesitated to song Tingchen's killing eyes, "what else do you want? I haven't touched her. "

"Apologize." Song Tingchen said coldly.

"What are you talking about?" The man frowned. He couldn't believe it. He looked at Song Tingchen and smiled, "young man, I haven't touched your girlfriend at all. Why do you make me apologize?"

"Apologize." Song Tingchen repeated coldly again. His slender fingers crossed together and made a move to prepare for a fight, "I don't want to say it again for the third time."

"But I didn't move at all..." the man wanted to quibble. After seeing song Tingchen's evil eyes, he gave up his struggle, "Miss, I apologize for what I did just now."

Qin Youle didn't speak. She always chose to ignore this kind of social scum. Naturally, she wouldn't talk about forgiving him. If an apology is useful, what do you want the police to do? This sentence has always been highly praised by Qin Youle.

Seeing that Qin Youle didn't speak, the man muttered, "what bad luck. I have to apologize for not doing anything."

Song Tingchen sneered. When the man was leaving, he reached out and grabbed the man's collar and threatened, "if you move her, it's not as simple as apologizing. Confiscate your crime tools, you know?"

Song Tingchen's words were extremely cold. The man trembled. He felt that song Tingchen's breath was cold.

"Get out!" Song Tingchen suddenly growled and let go.

The man stumbled into the car and quickly started the car to leave.

Looking at Song Tingchen's straight back and bony fingers, Qin Youle was in a trance for a moment. She leaned against his back and held his hands countless times.

"Let's go." Seeing Qin Youle in a daze, song Tingchen said unhappily.

Qin Youle still stays where she is and refuses to leave. She has a heavy heart tonight and wants to walk alone.

"Hello?" Song Tingchen cleared his throat and shouted, "don't you go yet?"

"You go first." Qin Youle whispered that she didn't want to go back to song Tingchen's apartment tonight.

Seeing something wrong with Qin Youle's look, song Tingchen first stood for a while, then walked to Qin Youle and asked angrily, "do you still want to see the second rascal?"

Hearing song Tingchen's words, Qin Youle trembled subconsciously. Here she was, she was really likely to call the place that should not be called every day ineffective at any time, and then she was

"Let's go." Song Tingchen just wanted to reach out and hug Qin Youle, but Qin Youle dodged.

Song Tingchen was stunned and didn't speak, but his face was very ugly. This evening, he deliberately escaped from the dinner party. He just wanted to pick up Qin Youle. Unexpectedly, Qin Youle refused to answer his phone. Song Tingchen came all the way, but now he won't even let him touch it.

"Get in the car." When he opened the door, song Tingchen pushed Qin Youle up.

"Ah!" Qin Youle screamed with pain. Her head was hit again, or hit the roof.

Song Tingchen wanted to take a look at Qin Youle's head, but at the moment of reaching out, he remembered the picture that Qin Youle had just avoided him. He pulled his hand back and said impatiently, "fasten your seat belt."

They were speechless all the way.

The car was parked in the parking lot. The night was already deep.

"Get off!" Song Tingchen scolded coldly. He was angry that Qin Youle gave him a look at him at night.

Qin Youle sat in the car and didn't move.

"Hello?" Song Tingchen pulled Qin Youle impatiently.

"Don't touch me!" Qin Youle choked.

Hearing Qin Youle's cry, song Tingchen frowned slightly. Did she cry?

"Crying?" Song Tingchen gently patted Qin Youle's elbow this time.

Qin Youle didn't speak. She leaned against the window. Her tears had already fallen and fallen. But she had been trying hard to hold back, so song Tingchen didn't find it.

"What's the matter?" Song Tingchen rarely asked softly. When he heard Qin Youle cry, his heart was flustered.

Song Tingchen's gentle tone made Qin Youle cover his face and cry. Originally, his mood was about to calm down. When asked, Qin Youle only felt more wronged.

Looking at Qin Youle covering his face, song Tingchen was stunned. He stretched out his hand and hugged Qin Youle.

"Let go of me!" Qin Youle cried and struggled, "you still take advantage of me?"

Although Qin Youle was beating song Tingchen, she didn't use much force. It's not so much a struggle as a vent.

Of course, song Tingchen also noticed. He made more efforts: "well, well, if you want to cry, cry out loud. Don't be suffocated in your heart."

Qin Youle really cried louder and louder. She almost had a runny nose and tears.

Listening to Qin Youle's cry, song Tingchen is more sad than Qin Youle. He doesn't know what is worth Qin Youle's sadness. He has never seen Qin Youle cry so tragically. In his eyes, Qin Youle has always been an optimistic, strong and sunny girl.

Song Tingchen had to gently pat Qin Youle on the back. He remembered that as long as Qin Youle was unhappy, he held her and gently patted her on the back, she could get better.

"I went to see Qiao Qianyou's parents this evening?" After hesitating for a long time, song Tingchen asked.

Qin Youle didn't speak. She was buried in Song Tingchen's arms and cried, shaking her shoulders.

In the parking lot, there were bursts of crying in a car, and people were sad.