Yan Haoxiang: Love comes slowly
  • "I'm in so much pain, can you hug me?"
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  • There was a sound from the door of the room, Yan Haoxiang rushed in, and vigorously kicked the old man who was lying on Song Jinan's body.
  • He looked expressionlessly at Ann and Boss, who were curled up and moaning in severe pain, and his clenched fists suggested his anger at this time.
  • longtao(shenmedoudang)
    longtao(shenmedoudang)
    [Boss]: "Mr. Yan, what do you mean?"
  • Boss An and his pale face looked up at the man who was looking at him coldly against the light, leaving a few drops of cold sweat on his face.
  • His eyes were too indifferent, and just looking at it made him terrified.
  • Yan Haoxiang smiled softly, his voice was low,
  • yanhaoxiang
    yanhaoxiang
    "Did I tell Mr. An not to touch my people?"
  • Boss An and covered his stomach, forced to endure the severe pain and laughed a few times, gloomy and unbearable,
  • longtao(shenmedoudang)
    longtao(shenmedoudang)
    [Boss]: "What did Mr. Yan say? Isn't that equivalent to selling it? Why are you pretending to be noble?"
  • After he finished speaking, he faintly turned his head to look at Song Jin'an, who was standing by the bed and looking down at his toes. Song Jin'an trembled gently when he heard the words.
  • Yan Haoxiang narrowed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth dangerously,
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    yanhaoxiang
    "You said, will anyone know that you died here?"
  • As soon as he finished speaking, several burly bodyguards walked in outside the door and stood beside Yan Haoxiang.
  • Boss An and looked at the bodyguards, a little panic flashed in his eyes, but he still shouted arrogantly,
  • longtao(shenmedoudang)
    longtao(shenmedoudang)
    [Boss]: "Don't you just want to win this project? If I die, why don't you take it!"
  • Yan Haoxiang heard the words and lifted his chin to a bodyguard behind him. The bodyguard took something from the table in the suite and respectfully leaned slightly and handed it to Yan Haoxiang.
  • Boss An and blinked, and finally saw what Yan Haoxiang was holding in his hand. His face suddenly turned pale, and the arrogant words in his mouth turned into a constant show of weakness.
  • Yan Haoxiang squeezed a few sheets of paper in his hand and opened his mouth lightly,
  • yanhaoxiang
    yanhaoxiang
    "Black and white, see clearly?"
  • Boss An and couldn't help but look resentfully at Song Jin'an not far away,
  • It was all this dead woman who seduced him, otherwise how could he sign this contract that would obviously suffer?
  • He finally couldn't stand the pressure of Yan Haoxiang's aura, and he almost climbed to Yan Haoxiang's feet in a few steps. He didn't care about any image, but begged Yan Haoxiang to let him go.
  • Song Jin'an stood aside and watched, and the emotions in his heart were complicated.
  • It was Yan Haoxiang who saved her.
  • She looked down at the ground and felt that she was so disgusting, but the picture of Yan Haoxiang rushing in to save her flashed in her mind.
  • Her heart was still beating violently, and she wanted to calm down.
  • So she slowly walked into the bathroom without raising her head.
  • Standing alone in the bathroom, Song Jinan hurriedly let go of the cold water to rinse his body, trying to wash away the residual greasy feeling.
  • She crouched down, her arms wrapped around her knees, and tears flowed helplessly.
  • After an unknown amount of time, the bathroom door was opened, and Yan Haoxiang looked down at Song Jinan, who was squatting under the cold shower, full of disgust.
  • yanhaoxiang
    yanhaoxiang
    "If it's dirty, it's dirty. No matter how you wash it, it won't be clean."
  • Hearing this, Song Jinan slowly raised his head, let the cold water topped his head, rushed away her makeup, and let her have no flaws in front of Yan Haoxiang.
  • Her eyes turned red in an instant, but her tears couldn't fall.
  • Then, the man in front of her walked out of the bathroom and didn't look at her again.
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Dirty is dirty