Yan Jun looked coldly at the interaction between the two people before him and suddenly added, "If we go back now, it's still not too late. Otherwise, you and your family, who have brought such extreme humiliation to the Yan family, do you think you can just let it go so easily?"
Sometimes, feelings were not necessarily the chips to win.
Only by controlling the situation and knowing how to make use of the situation could one easily control others.
Xia Jinqi's blood that was instilled into her by Yan Qing was completely extinguished by Yan Jun's bucket of cold water before it could burn up!
That's right.
She had escaped today.
What about tomorrow. What about the day after?
The Xia family and the Yan family would not let her off.
From now on, would she have to live a life of fear and trepidation every day?
She would also have to drag down Yan Qing.
Seeing that Xia Jinqi had become silent, Yan Qing hurriedly called out to her, "Xiao Qi, today is your last chance! If you don't leave, you will have to spend the rest of your life with this man you don't love! Is such a life what you want?''
Yan Qing also began to be afraid.
He could see the hesitation in Xia Jinqi's eyes.
...
When he knew that she was going to marry Yan Jun, his heart was as afraid as it was now.
But in order to stay in the Yan family, which he had returned with great difficulty, he gave up on her.
After not contacting her for a month, he thought that he could easily forget about her!
But who knew that when he saw her wearing such a beautiful wedding dress in the Xia family and saw her pure eyes, he regretted it.
So what if he got the status and wealth of the Yan family?
If he lost that pair of clear eyes, his life would be meaningless!
He had long been tired of that lonely life.
There was a moment when he wanted to bring this girl away from here.
He wanted to create a new world for her!
However, the ominous premonition in his heart was finally verified.
The girl that he was willing to give up to protect with him sighed softly and let go of his hand.
"Forget it, Yan Qing, we can't escape."
Her voice was desolate and helpless, filled with compromise that could not escape.
It was like the last withered leaf that fell from a branch in late autumn.
All the nutrients had disappeared, just like the last bit of longing that had been worn away.
Yan Qing stood rooted to the ground.
His hand had lost its warmth, and the cold wind passed through his fingertips, reaching his heart and lungs.
Many years ago, his mother had also let go of his hand like this, telling him, 'Qing 'er, this is all fate...'
Yan Qing stood rooted to the ground for a moment, and Xia Jinqi was pulled away by Yan Jun. .
This time, she did not have the slightest bit of struggle or resistance.
She allowed Yan Jun to push her into the passenger seat and let him fasten her seatbelt...
Yan Jun did not stop for a moment. He did not even look at Yan Qing, who was still petrified on the spot.
He directly stepped on the accelerator and the car sped up to the highway back to the city.
Xia Jinqi looked at Yan Qing, who was getting smaller and smaller in the rearview mirror. She could not help but tear up.
Goodbye, Yan Qing.
Goodbye, the life she yearned for.
As Yan Jun drove, he frequently looked at her beside him.
When he saw her messy hair and wet wedding dress, he frowned. "What's wrong with the wedding dress?"
He suddenly spoke with a gentle and elegant voice. The ruthlessness and ferocity from before had long disappeared.
Xia Jinqi looked back in surprise. Could this person have selective amnesia?
Just now, he was so fierce that he wanted to eat her up.
In the blink of an eye, he seemed to have changed into another person.
Speaking of the wedding dress on her, she lowered her head to look at herself and sneered. "Even if I go back with you now, I'll still become your so-called 'great humiliation'."