as Tang Qianxi's niece, Fernando wouldn't have given her face and agreed to Qi Yuheng's request.Otherwise, Fern actually wanted to sell Xie Xiao long ago.Ji Yunheng also saw that he couldn't pry anyth...Leng Yanchen took a single stride, appearing before Yan Shanglu in the blink of an eye.
A clenched fist, knuckles cracking, landed squarely on Yan Shanglu's face with a thud.
With a deafening boom, Yan Shang and his wheelchair were sent flying. He landed on the ground, completely unable to get up on his own. He could only use his hands to prop himself up halfway, looking utterly disheveled.
If this had been in the past, Qin Nianxia would have certainly stepped forward to help, comforting her softly. But now, she chose to watch with cold eyes.
"I will continue to pursue Yan Zeqi, then you let her stay here like a criminal"
Leng Yanchen completely ignored Yan Shanglu, walking past him and straight to Qin Nianxia's side.
Qin Nianxia stared at Leng Yanchen in astonishment, completely unprepared for his sudden appearance.
Leng Yanchen slightly crouched down, scooping her up horizontally. His black eyes were filled with tenderness as he hugged her into his arms.
"Ni'er, I'm so sorry, I'm late! I'll take you away now!" His voice was extremely gentle, but his eyes held self-blame and regret.
Qin Nianxia instinctively raised both hands to hug Leng Yanchen's neck, staring at him with a look of surprise and delight.
His handsome profile, masculine and strong, in a pristine white suit, handsome and tall, is truly beyond reproach.
At this moment, the grievances and sadness she had endured before seemed to melt away in his embrace, not hurting so much anymore.
"Can I really leave here" she asked timidly.
He confidently replied, "Of course it's true!"
Just as Leng Yanchen was about to leave the detention room with Qin Nianxia in his arms, he was sternly stopped by Yan Shanglu: "Leng Yanchen, you have no right to take Xiaxia away!"
"Yan Shang Lu, I have already bought the entire Saint Girl Pavilion in Queen's name, with a hefty sum using Nian'er's name," Leng Yanchen said with an unchanged face. "Secondly, the Queen has also ordered to remove Nian'er's 'Saint Girl' title. Nian'er has no reason to continue staying in this palace!"
"You put Luoluo on the throne!" Yan Shanglu was astonished and his eyes widened.
Lán Yànchén gave a cold, mirthless laugh as if the wind had swept through him. "I suddenly feel that Yán Luòwēi is more suitable to be the King of Yan than you. I'll transfer the military power I have in the palace to Yán Luòwēi as well, helping her guard the throne! From now on, Yan country, Her Majesty Queen Yán Luòwēi has the final say!"
"Leng Yanchen you..." Yan Shanglu lay on the ground, speechless for a moment.
He could only watch helplessly as Leng Yanchen held Qin Nianxia and walked out, leaving him alone and powerless.
Then, Leng Yanchen hugged Qin Nianxia and got into a domineering off-road vehicle.
Qin Nianxia worried that the blood on her body had soiled Leng Yanchen's expensive suit, and hurriedly moved down from Leng Yanchen's thigh, slightly distancing herself from him.
"Are you also here to inquire about my little beggar's whereabouts" she asked softly and distantly.
Leng Yanchen leaned closer to her, looking at the red gauze on her face with heartache and self-blame. "It's all my fault!"
He was just about to gently touch her when she stopped him with her hand.
"It has nothing to do with you..." Qin Nianxia lowered her eyelids slightly.
Leng Yanchen clenched his fist on the chair cushion, feeling frustrated: "That day, I shouldn't have respected your choice! You should have taken her away with you!"
Qin Nianxia felt a pang of guilt. Was she blaming herself for missing the chance to catch the little beggar
"So what What are you going to do with me now You might as well say I'm an accomplice of the beggar, right Since the beggar ran away, you must think I'm involved too!" Qin Nianxia said despondently.
Cold Yanchen hurriedly soothed, "In the future, I plan to bind you with me."
"What" Qin Nianxia's heart skipped a beat.
Leng Yanchen brought his face close to Qin Nianxia, and without warning, he tilted his head and kissed Qin Nianxia's lips: "Nian'er, I love you."
Hearing his sudden confession, Qin Nianxia's heart beat faster, like an electric shock, she instinctively backed away.
She knew very well that he wasn't speaking to her.
Qin Nianxia unconsciously touched her lips, feeling the lingering warmth left by Leng Yanchen.
Seeing her like that, so dazed and adorable, Leng Yanchen couldn't help but lean closer again, wanting to continue kissing her.
However, he was caught off guard when she suddenly pushed him away.
"You... Don't come any closer! Or else..."
"Or else"
"All in all, just stay away from me!" Qin Nianxia bit her lip, resisting helplessly.
The heart rate, however, did not decrease.
But she won't be anyone's stand-in!
Leng Yanchen grabbed her wrist without hesitation, rolled over, and pressed her beneath him. He lowered his head and continued kissing her.
He kissed her very gently, his body pressed against hers but not pressing down on her. Yet, he was domineeringly insistent, not giving her a chance to struggle.
When he impulsively reached his hand into her clothes, she opened her mouth between gasps.
"Don't touch me, my love is not you..."
Qin Nianxia's one sentence instantly restored Leng Yanchen's rationality.
When she was seen again, her clothes were disheveled and torn by him.
A fragrant shoulder and beautiful legs, stained with blood, were fully exposed to the air.
Just now he only pitied her, but for some reason, as he kissed her, a desire to love and cherish her welled up within him.On the other side, Leng Yanchen left the Cold family's private tomb and got into the black luxury car that his grandfather, Leng Yanting, had sent for him. 。The driver who came to pick him up was his...