Seeing Luo Chen, Bai Yiran’s initial panic instantly transford into anger.
Open the car door, get out, close the car door!
A sequence of actions carried out with furious force.
"Are you crazy? Or just have a death wish!" Bai Yiran was still haunted by the shadow of being stopped by a car; the incident with Liu Zhen still lingered in her mory.
Nearly causing a car accident in front of the company, coupled with the fact that the driver was Bai Yiran, the company’s president, quickly drew a crowd of onlookers.
"Yiran!" Luo Chen hurriedly stepped forward upon seeing Bai Yiran, attempting to grab her hand, but Bai Yiran dodged him. "Yiran, I know I was wrong! Please forgive ! Give another chance!"
"You really are insane!" Bai Yiran glared at Luo Chen with disdain, turned to leave but was abruptly grabbed by Luo Chen.
"Yiran! You used to love so much! You did so many things for ! How could you forget so quickly?"
"Let go!" Bai Yiran vigorously shook Luo Chen’s hand but couldn’t break free, "If you don’t let go, I’ll call security! Security!"
"What?" Luo Chen sneered, "Just because you beca president, you despise now? Back then, you worked several jobs a day for , why didn’t you despise then?"
Bai Yiran frowned, how did Luo Chen know she was here? How did he know she beca the president of the Bai Family?
"Let go! Let go!"
Bai Yiran struggled forcefully, Anna saw the situation and rushed over to help but was pushed aside by Luo Chen. Wearing ten-centiter high heels, Anna twisted her ankle from the push and crouched on the ground, unable to get up.
Anna’s sudden intervention only fueled Luo Chen’s rage, pulling Bai Yiran closer, forcibly trying to embrace her.
"Security! Where are the security guards!" Anna shouted loudly, but there was no sign of security for a long ti.
"Calling security?" Luo Chen appeared sowhat deranged and shaless at this mont, "Why call security when I’m holding onto my own girlfriend!"
"Anna! Call the police!" Bai Yiran yelled.
Upon hearing Bai Yiran threatening to call the police, Luo Chen’s eyes turned red, squeezing her even harder, "I love you so much! And you want to call the police on !"
Luo Chen grabbed Bai Yiran by the shoulder with one hand, raising his other hand to slap her, but just as he lifted his hand, it was firmly caught by another large hand extending from behind.
Before figuring out what was happening, Luo Chen’s body was forcefully turned around by that big hand, and in his sight appeared a tall man with grandma-gray hair.
Yin Tianshen’s face was filled with fierce anger, and he punched Luo Chen hard on the head, causing Luo Chen to howl and fall heavily to the ground.
"It’s you! It was you at Ming Xuan last ti! Because of you, I got fired!" Luo Chen scread painfully, pointing at Yin Tianshen.
Yin Tianshen reached to pull Bai Yiran behind him, shielding her with a protective stance, glaring nacingly at Luo Chen, "It looks like you have a death wish!"
Luo Chen struggled to get up, talking in a rogue tone, "I knew it! Bai Yiran, you fickle woman, no wonder you look down at now! So you found soone better! You fancy him for his money and despise now, don’t you!"
Bai Yiran couldn’t believe the man she once loved with her life was now shalessly slandering her.
Yin Tianshen’s expression darkened, "Looks like you really don’t want to live!"
After saying this, Yin Tianshen, with a chillingly imposing presence, battered Luo Chen until he was unconscious on the ground, bleeding heavily, barely breathing.
In the police station, Bai Yiran sat on the chilly chair, her face pale; an elderly officer handed her a cup of hot water.
"Thank you." Bai Yiran took the hot water, "How is Luo Chen?"
"He’s still in ergency rescue, badly beaten. You young people, aside from competing for jealousy, can’t you do sothing useful? You better hope he doesn’t die; otherwise, your little boyfriend will be in trouble!"
Little boyfriend? Yin Tianshen? "He’s not my boyfriend."
"Not your boyfriend?" The old policeman was taken aback, then shook his head, "Sigh, I can’t understand today’s society!"
When Leng Yichen ca in, Bai Yiran was still clutching the cup, maintaining her previous posture, the water inside having turned cold. Perhaps the recent events were terrifying, or maybe it was the cold seat in the police station; Bai Yiran was trembling.
Seeing Leng Yichen, Bai Yiran’s hand involuntarily shook, spilling half of the water in the cup. Looking at Leng Yichen, she felt aggrieved, helpless, and afraid.
"And who are you?" The old policeman asked Leng Yichen.
Staring at Bai Yiran, Leng Yichen, with little expression on his face, said in a low voice, "I’m her husband."
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