Mr.Fan, please Leave me alone

Reaching for the door to go out, Lu Yiyao was suddenly withdrawn. As soon as the door in front of her opened and closed, she locked it inside.

Flustered, he came forward and patted the door, "fan Shaochen? Fan Shaochen, what are you doing? Open it for me quickly!" he broke the handrail hard, but found that the door was closed by fan Shaochen with a password and couldn't be opened at all.

The finger trembled and tried several passwords. If the result was wrong, it was locked directly. It took half an hour to continue trying.

Although the safety awareness is very high now, there is no need to install such high technology, right?

Quickly walked to the window and opened the curtain. Lu Yiyao stood on the balcony and looked at fan Shaochen's back. He went out and couldn't help shouting: "what are you doing? If you don't open it for me, I'll jump down!"

It's just that this is the 24th floor. Lu Yiyao's cry doesn't work at all. She floats away directly with the air. It's very frustrating to see fan Shaochen's back disappear in front of her.

What the hell does he want to do by locking himself up here?

Shouldn't you go to find Xia Zhiyang?

Lu Yiyao's heart jumped twice and hurriedly went to the house to look for the phone. Her mobile phone didn't know where it had fallen. It's better to contact Xia Zhiyang now. What if fan Shaochen kills him again!

And now Xia Zhiyang is still in the hospital. If fan Shaochen finds out that he is terminally ill, it will be revealed. At that time, if there is any problem with Xia's stock, she will not live.

But fan Shaochen's house is very simple. The typical place where men live is very concise. There is nothing on the table except some information.

Anxiously, Lu Yiyao sat down on the sofa and scratched her hair. She had an impulse to cry.

It's already like this. Why does fan Shaochen just refuse to let her go

Striding to the parking lot, fan Shaochen looked at Meng Jiaying who suddenly rushed out. Her face sank. Ignoring her walking to the car, she was blocked by her. Her eyes were red and looked at him with tears. "Brother Shaochen, can you listen to me explain?"

"Explain? Explain how you want to bury her alive?" fan Shaochen's eyes were like the cold wind in winter, whistling around Meng Jiaying's heart, making her feel that her heart was going to be broken.

Trembling, she stretched out her hand and grabbed his sleeve. Meng Jiaying's tears soon fell down. Her voice trembled and prayed, "I'm sorry, brother Shaochen, I know you don't like me like this. I promise I'll never do this again, okay? Don't hate me, I beg you..."

Originally, she had planned. As long as Lu Yiyao died, no one would find out. Moreover, she investigated Lu Yiyao's going to Beicheng, and no one followed her, but who knew that fan Shaochen suddenly knew.

Fan Shaochen's warning words were still hovering in her ears. Meng Jiaying was afraid

"I don't hate you. You just touch my bottom line again and again. How many times do you want me to ignore?" fan Shaochen looked at her coldly. He thought Meng Jiaying was just wayward. He saw his company in the past two years, but he was just a sister to her from beginning to end.

baseline?

So his bottom line is Lu Yiyao now?

Meng Jiaying flashed a trace of discontent at the bottom of her eyes, pulled his sleeve and looked up at his angry eyes, "what do you want me to do to forgive me?"

Go apologize to her? Or get out of here and stop harassing him?

Fan Shaochen reached out and swept her hand. His voice was particularly indifferent. "You don't need to do anything. You just know that if Lu Yiyao really dies one day, I won't live alone in this world."

With that, fan Shaochen stepped into the car, quickly started and left in front of Meng Jiaying

Meng Jiaying's heart trembled fiercely. Her legs softened and she knelt directly on the ground, covering her face in pain.

He loved her so much, but what about her?

She spent so much time for him and her whole youth waiting for him. As a result, he won't live alone, will he?

Oh, she's really funny

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When he came to the municipal hospital, fan Shaochen found Xia Zhiyang in the VIP ward. He didn't adapt to his pale face sitting on the bed. Then he stepped forward and sat on the chair beside the bed, "when was the diagnosis?"

In fact, the last time he came to the hospital with a high fever, he should have doubted, but he didn't think he would get this disease.

Xia Zhiyang calmly sat there with quiet eyes. "It's been several years. Why, I'm dying. You're very happy. If I die, Lu Yiyao won't be with me."

"Even if you are alive, Lu Yiyao will not be with you." fan Shaochen opened his mouth in a low voice with a trace of ruthlessness.

Xia Zhiyang bowed his head and smiled, with a thick irony in his eyes, "don't be with me... Are you with you? Half brother."

His last sentence touched fan Shaochen's sensitive nerve. He suddenly came forward and grabbed his gifted collar. He looked at him scarlet and said gnashing his teeth: "don't tell me this. As long as you know you don't have that chance, I don't care what your purpose is this time. As long as you don't use Yiyao, I'll accompany you to the end."

He didn't want Lu Yiyao to become a victim of their struggle. She was simple and easy to rely on others. If she knew that she had been used all the time, she didn't know what would happen.

Xia Zhiyang's angry eyes looked particularly calm to Shang fan Shaochen. He smiled gently and seemed to laugh at himself. "You think too much about what I can do as a dying person."

Even if I did, I wouldn't tell him now.

With a cold hum, fan Shaochen loosened his hand and stood up, glanced at the ECG next to him, full of ridicule, "I hope this line is not straight tomorrow."

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At 7 pm, Lu Yiyao was about to explode in the house. Squatting at the door, she didn't find herself like a pet waiting for the owner to go home. She held her knees and sighed deeply.

Why hasn't fan Shaochen come back... Where the hell has he gone?

What's his password!

Didi——

The sound of pressing the password came. Lu Yiyao suddenly looked up. With a click, the door was opened. Fan Shaochen came in with a bag and watched Lu Yiyao squat there. His cold face eased a little.

"Where have you been?" Lu Yiyao stood up and hurriedly asked, "did you go to find Xia Zhiyang? Did you beat him?"

Fan Shaochen went to the table and took out the lunch box in the bag. It was all Lu Yiyao's favorite food. Listening to her urgent words, she couldn't help caring, "do you love him?"

"Did you really go?" Lu Yiyao's eyes were shocked. "Did he do anything? Do you know him?"

He has a terminal illness. It's a problem to walk now. How can he bear his fist.

"Eat first." fan Shaochen calmly opened his chair and looked at her. Lu Yiyao bit his teeth and turned away. Fan Shaochen's threatening voice sounded behind him. "If you dare to step out of the door, the news that the president of Xia group is suffering from a terminal illness and is about to die will appear on the front page of tomorrow."