Chapter 3 (1/2)

There was something draped over her shoulders –

Yanliang suddenly woke up from her stupor, looked down: a suit jacket had actually been placed on her.

She did not get the time to move away; one hand resting on either side of her shoulders, clutching her, in front of everyone, she was taken into the elevator.

The elevator moved down gently.

There were only two people in the elevator.

Yan Liang had a slight headache, the light of the elevator silhouetted the man’s face.

“Jiang Yu Nan?”

Hearing this, the man smiled back.

His smile was very light, but his eyes reflected Yan Liang’s eyes.

His voice was clear, and he turned to look at her: “Since you already know what I am called, why are you not telling me your name?”

Yan Liang silently watched the person who rescued her today, but he was also the cause of this scourge .For a moment she did not know whether to answer.

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Hesitating for a long time before she opened her mouth, she said: “Yan Liang.”

As she said that, the man actually looked at her face seriously, Yan Liang was very uncomfortable to see him suddenly smiling faintly at her: “The original second generation hot tempered Xu family member!”

Looking at his expression she also smiled. Looking down at herself she remarked, “You see I am now in this state, obviously I have been bullied myself. Does it look like I am in a hot temper?”

This woman ‘s self – deprecating comment attracted a narrow look from him: “But I do not see you sad either.”

“It’s not a time for sorrow.”

With a “ping’ sound, the elevator indicated they had reached the underground car park. Yan Liang took a deep breath, took off his suit jacket and gave it back to him: “You must have come to our company to talk about business, I will not trouble you further.”

Finishing her words, she walked out of the elevator.

At this time, a hand from behind held her by the shoulder.

Yan Liang looked back to see him point at the red marks on her arm with his chin: “You need to go to the hospital.

“I still cannot tell if you are an enemy or friend, since you are neither, so please do not bother to care about me.”

Listening to her say this, Jiang Yu Nan’s eyebrows suddenly scrunched, but soon they straightened again, to restore the usual light smile: “Men are attentive to a beautiful woman by instinct, Miss Yan, do not have such a low confidence in yourself.”

To put a ridicule so tactfully, Yan Liang quite admired him this point, but she could not answer back as he had closed the door of the elevator and man with the lazy expression and sharp eyes disappeared

Yan Liang looked at the watch, it was about 10.

Her car was parked nearby, Yan Liang found her own car, and leaned against the body of the car. She was pondering what to do next, but unfortunately her phone rang.

Looking at the number, it was Xu Ziqing who was calling. Yan Liang was about to hang up, but half-way she changed her mind and pressed the answer key.

“Yan Liang, where are you now?”

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Xu Ziqing’s voice was full of concern, perhaps this sympathy phone call was just a show in front of Xu Jin Fu, Yan Liang silently listened to her as she continued to act: “I will ask the driver to send you home, I will deal with everything you do not anger Dad, okay? ”

“Xu Ziqing.” Yan Liang coldly interrupted her.

Both ends of the phone were silent for a moment, Yan Liang smiled and said: “You are not the only one who can act.”

Having finished her response, she hung up the phone. The next second, not far from her, a surprised question: “Yan Liang?!”

Yan Liang turned to look, Zhou Cheng stood in front of his car.

“Why are you waiting here?” Zhou Cheng face puzzled.

Yan Liang shook her head and whispered: “Nothing … …”

Seeing her waiting there, and then as his gaze moved up, he immediately saw her clothes with the water stains and swelling of the arm: “How is it?

Yan Liang’s face flooded with tears as she said with a hard laugh: “Really nothing.”

Zhou Cheng looked really angry, his face stretched very tight, without any explanation, he turned around and walked toward the car: “I’ll take you to the hospital.”

“Don’t you have work at 10 o’clock?”