C470 Did He Ask You to Let Him Go?
C470 Did He Ask You to Let Him Go?
Hua Yeshen had checked on her phone, but the tickets before midnight had all been sold out.
She would not consider the number of cars after midnight.
It was only 8 PM. There were still 4 hours until midnight.
Four hours was enough time for her to drive to Beijing.
Hua Yeshen had very few opportunities to drive her own car, and even fewer times to drive fast, but that didn't mean her driving skills were bad.
In fact, the stronger the player was, the faster they would react. It was not too hard for Hua Yeshen to finish the road that would normally take four hours for an expert car driver to drive in three hours.
Of course, three hours in Beijing didn't mean that she had arrived at the punk bar located in the heart of Beijing at the same time as well.
As a result, when Hua Yeshen jumped off the car with a tired face, it was already five past midnight.
It was the busiest time of the night in the bar and the hall was packed with people. No waiters came to greet them after Hua Yeshen came in.
She didn't care if there were waiters to welcome her, she just wanted to find Fu Su as soon as possible and hold him in her arms. She asked him in a soft voice, "What's wrong, don't drink anymore, as long as you're happy, no matter if you hit me or curse me, I will be happy."
There was no sign of Holan Fusu.
First floor, second floor, third floor, a total of thirty-nine private booths — there were people everywhere, but only her, Fu Su, was missing.
"Could it be that Fu Su couldn't wait for me and already left?"
Just as Hua Yeshen pushed open the last box, the last glimmer of hope was shattered and her eyes dimmed. While she was muttering to herself, the bar manager quickly walked over.
After the manager received the report from the staff, he said that a woman in a white trench coat, like Empress, who was the main palace guard, pushed open each box one by one. He immediately brought two Internal Protection s and rushed over, just as he was about to be serious and polite, when he invited the lady over to his office to speak, he was shocked by her unapproachable beauty. He no longer dared to be presumptuous, and bent down to ask with a smile: "May I ask, who are you looking for, Madam?"
"I'm looking for Fu Su."
Hua Yeshen's dull eyes turned. She grabbed the manager's wrist and asked anxiously, "Where's Fu Su? "Where's Fu Su?"
"Ah — Fu Su? Lady, I don't know who Fu Su is. Would you mind capturing me a little more gently? "
The bar manager felt as if his wrist was being gripped by a pair of pliers. The pain made his vision go black, and he screamed as he swung his arm down.
The manager's scream of pain jolted Hua Yeshen out of her stupor and she immediately realized that Holan Fusu had used her real strength when she was distracted. She quickly let go and smiled apologetically: "Sorry, sorry, I didn't do it on purpose."
"I'm fine. "Madam, may I ask if the Mr. Fu Su that you mentioned is at our bar?"
The manager shook his wrist in pain and was shocked. This beauty's hand strength was too great.
"He told me he was at the punk bar, waiting for me to find him. But he's not here — he's not, it seems. I'm sorry, I was presumptuous. Please forgive me. "
Of course, Hua Yeshen would not tell the bar manager that the Fu Su she was looking for was none other than the famous Jack from Beijing. After apologizing with a forced smile, Hua Yeshen quickly walked to the stairs before anyone could say anything.
Hua Yeshen was once again at a loss as she walked out of the bar and stood on the steps, looking at the passing cars.
Fu Su, I said that you would wait for me, but you're not here?
Could it be that he couldn't wait any longer, or that someone recognized him and had no choice but to leave?
Pursing her lips, Hua Yeshen decided to call Holan Fusu and ask.
The call quickly connected. Holan Fusu's voice was obviously sleepy, but it was still as gentle and magnetic as when he was awake: "Sister Shen? Why are you so late, call me? "
"Didn't you tell me to come to you at the punk bar?"
As Hua Yeshen blurted out these words, she suddenly realized that something was wrong.
Holan Fusu's voice didn't sound like when he called her at 8 o'clock last night. It carried an indescribable tiredness and only had a normal drowsiness.
"What?" Sister Shen, you said I sent you to the punk bar? "When?"
Especially after Holan Fusu asked that question, Hua Yeshen instantly understood. She closed her eyes in pain and thought to herself, "Star God, why didn't you listen to me? Why did you insist on killing Lee Nanfang?"
When she saw that Zhan Hsingshen wouldn't let Lee Nanfang off easily, she also saw that she had called Lee Nanfang twice just to warn him.
In order to ensure that no one would disturb her while she was getting rid of Lee Nanfang, Zhan Hsingshen didn't hesitate to send someone to imitate Holan Fusu's voice and lure her from Qingshan to Beijing.
Zhan Hsingshen had a plethora of people under him, so it wouldn't be difficult to find someone who knew how to speak.
Hua Yeshen did not blame Zhan Hsingshen, in order to kill Lee Nanfang and to use a trick to get rid of her.
But she shouldn't have used Holan Fusu as bait!
She should know that Holan Fusu was the eternal prince in Sister Shen's heart, and also the eternal pain.
Star God, you're too much.
When Hua Yeshen opened her eyes again, they were clear and cold.
However, she forced a smile and was about to tell Holan Fusu that this was someone else's prank when a girl's rebuke came through the phone, "Brother Fusu, who are you talking to in the middle of the night?"
Hua Yeshen ended the call.
The girl's voice was like a knife, viciously stabbing into the softest part of her heart. It hurt so much that she wanted to scream out. That woman, why wasn't she me?
She could hear that the girl she said was Lin Yiting.
It was already midnight, and the two of them were still together. This meant that they were already living together, and she no longer had any chance to marry Holan Fusu.
The children of aristocratic families were in love, they were not as casual as the normal families. Once they coexisted, it was clear that they would soon enter the marriage hall.
In fact, that was not the case.
After Jack put away the phone silently, he smiled at Lin Yiting who was snuggling up to him and said, "Yiting, it's getting late. It's time for me to go back and rest."
Today was Lin Yiting's birthday. As her real boyfriend, as long as it wasn't a mission, Holan Fusu would accompany her.
Lin Yiting used to find a group of good friends to hold a party on her birthday. She would never stop until dawn.
As long as Brother Fusu accompanied her, it would be fine. During the day, he would accompany her to climb the Great Wall, go to Wildlife Zoo to see tigers, and in the evening, she would find a warm coffee shop to cuddle against his shoulder and chat with him about interesting things.
Holan Fusu, who never drank, had a girlfriend's birthday tonight. Of course, he had to make an exception and have a drink — one cup was no good, but Miss Lin was not satisfied with at least three cups.
Unable to endure her pout and pestering him, Holan Fusu, who drank three cups of wine, quickly became dizzy. She actually helped him walk back to her room in Lin Family.
After entering, he collapsed onto the sofa, feeling drowsy.
Lin Yiting was so happy. She secretly kissed him and entered the bathroom shyly.
She decided that on her twenty-first birthday, she would give her innocent and delicate body to Brother Fusu.
That would be memorable.
However, just as she finished washing, wrapped in a towel, with her snow-white shoulders and long beautiful legs leisurely walking out of the bathroom, she heard Holan Fusu calling Hua Yeshen!
The flames of jealousy immediately flared up.
Hua Yeshen, you are so shameless. Why are you pestering me, Brother Fusu?
Lin Yiting would never say that out loud. She would only snuggle up to him and teasingly ask who was the caller.
As she expected, the shameless Hua Yeshen immediately hung up the phone after hearing her voice.
Just as she was feeling proud of herself, Holan Fusu stood up and said he was leaving.
"Brother Fusu!"
Lin Yiting grabbed Holan Fusu's sleeve with one hand and slowly removed the towel with the other. She said softly, "Don't go tonight. "Stay here, I'm going to hand me over to you."
A pure girl was definitely the most beautiful thing in the mortal world, especially for girls like Lin Yiting who looked innocent on the surface. Zi Fann was a man, so he couldn't refuse her.
However, Holan Fusu just refused. "Ai, is he even a man?"
"Yiting, the best. Leave it at the back."
Holan Fusu slightly raised his eyebrows and looked away. He reached out to help her pick up the towel and put it on her again.
"T-Brother Fusu."
Lin Yiting said in a trembling voice, "Tonight, I'll be staying. Please."
"Be good, be good."
Holan Fusu didn't directly answer Lin Yiting's request. He raised his hand and rubbed her hair a few times, then turned around and walked out of the room.
He ignored the towel that had fallen off his body and walked barefoot to the balcony. He lifted his hand to open the curtain and looked at the taillights of the car that had driven out of the villa. He muttered, "Hua Yeshen, why, why don't you go and die?"
More than once, Hua Yeshen had thought of dying on the way back to the Green Mountains.
The reality that Holan Fusu and Lin Yiting were already living together had made her completely lose interest in life. Every time a large vehicle passed by on the opposite side, she would have the strong urge to crash into the fence and fight back with the truck.
But she held back.
Sometimes, forcing yourself to live required a lot of courage.
"Hehe, actually living is just like that. To put it bluntly, love was an accessory that was created to reproduce with the next generation. "Woman, as long as a man wants a woman, isn't my life a muddleheaded one?"
Hua Yeshen finally gave up her horrible urge to commit suicide, turned on the CD, and played a cheerful, rhythmic tune.
Music, can affect people's emotions, the sad music can always make people depressed, DJ can make people's blood surge.
However, no matter how cheerful the tune was, it couldn't motivate Hua Yeshen to drive. She wouldn't run for her life like when she first arrived.
It took her a good five hours to drive the three hours.
Under the fresh morning sun, when she put on a golden coat, she came to the Qingshan City area, picked up her phone and called Zhan Hsingshen.
At this moment, Lee Nanfang's body had turned cold, right?
It was also possible that Zhan Hsingshen might bury him here and plant a peony to make the next year's flowers look even more colorful.
After the call connected, Hua Yeshen asked lightly, "Before Lee Nanfang died, did he beg you loudly to let him go?"
Hua Yeshen had ruthlessly tortured Lee Nanfang twice already. That guy had a strong will and would rather die than beg for mercy.
So Hua Yeshen wanted to know if Zhan Hsingshen had begged for mercy when he tried to kill him.
"I don't know."
The person on the other end of the phone replied.
"What?" "You don't know —"
Hua Yeshen was stunned. When she asked this question, she suddenly shouted, "You! You are Lee Nanfang!"