she call Leng Zhuxiang a video call just before committing suicide by cutting her wrists"Mo Mo, let's get a divorce!"A weak and powerless tone, accompanied by a somewhat weary voice, came from Leng Z...Seeing Yan Luowei run out happily, Leng Yanchen finally relaxed his fists.
The cold sweat in his palm dripped from his fingertips, silently falling onto the carpet.
He didn't know how much longer he could hold on.
"Leng Yanchen, we've been waiting for you!"
Yan Luowei opened her eyes wide, like copper bells, gazing at Leng Yanchen with hope.
She now speaks Chinese quite fluently. If you don't listen carefully, it's hard to tell her accent.
It's clear that she has made a lot of effort to conceal her identity lately.
"That's right! Brother Yanchen, you're finally back!" Coming out from the entrance hall together with him was Ming Sihan.
Leng Yanchen saw the two of them and couldn't help but frown, questioning with some effort: "How did you get in here"
"This kind of smart lock with a card swipe at the hotel, it's child's play for me!" Ming Sihan grinned.
But Leng Yanchen frowned and rebuked, "Behave yourself!"
At this moment, Pei Xuanyan walked over with her arms crossed, joining in to defend Yan Luowei and Ming Sihan:
"We're being playful not because you refuse to help Little Dot! I say, Young Master Leng, considering we went through so much trouble chasing you from Binjiang City to Linhai City and all the way to England, please help Little Dot!"
Originally, they knew that Leng Yanchen had gone abroad and planned to wait for Leng Yanchen to return before looking for him.
But Yan Luo Wei said they couldn't wait any longer because if they waited, her brother would die.
After all, human life is paramount. With no other choice, they could only create a fake identity for Yan Luowei and take her abroad to find Leng Yanchen.
Pei Xuan Yan felt deeply sympathetic towards Yan Luo Wei's experience.
As the princess of a great nation, to be reduced to this state is truly pitiable.
Yan Luowei walked closer to Leng Yanchen, her emotions running high. She spoke in the language of Yan Nation, hysterically:
"Leng Yanchen, my brother has been harmed and is in a coma to this day!
"
You and my brother are sworn brothers, don't you feel any pain
Aren't you a soldier
Soldiers are the most loyal and righteous people, aren't they
The woman who is currently in control of the Yan Kingdom is an imposter!
My brother is in constant danger of losing his life!
I won't be able to wait this out any longer, I beg you, please help me borrow troops from your father, okay
If this succeeds, I promise that from now on, Yan Kingdom will present the highest honor to the Leng family!
Yan Luowei's eyes were filled with tears, she tried every way possible, only to desperately plead with Leng Yanchen.
Leng Yanchen frowned, looked at Yan Luowei, and replied coldly: "Your inaction is safer than your actions!"
"Why are you always so cold and ruthless" Yan Luowei, upon hearing this, walked angrily to Leng Yanchen's side.
She angrily grabbed hold of Leng Yanchen's collar and kept punching his chest.
"You always do this! You brush me off with just a few words! Or you completely ignore me! You mercilessly refuse every request I make!"
Don't you have a sister too
Your sister leaving you must have hurt you deeply.
Put yourself in my shoes, I only have this brother left!
Both my father and mother are gone!
They all left me!
I only have this one brother…
My home is gone, my country is gone!
Why are you still so cruel to me
I just ask you to help me—
"Please help me..."
Yan Luowei cried with all her might, the pain that had been suppressed in her heart, along with her outburst of emotion, was poured into her fists. One punch after another, she helplessly pounded on Leng Yanchen's body.
"Please, Your Highness, don't be so willful!" Leng Yanchen endured Yan Luo Wei's tantrum against him. He gritted his teeth, ignoring the pain from his wound and stood straight, coldly rebuking her.
Yan Luo Wei clutched his collar, pressing her forehead against his chest, sobbing uncontrollably:
“You always just blame me for being willful, but you never consider my feelings! Leng Yanchen, is your heart made of ice Why are you so cold Why are you so heartless Why”
Ming Sihan and Pei Xuanyan looked at each other, completely clueless about what they were talking about.
At this moment, Leng Yanchen heard Yan Luowei's cries, and a buzzing sound began to appear in his ears.
Suddenly, the people and things before his eyes were swaying.
Gradually, the things in my field of vision became strange and beautiful, and people changed too...
Yan Luowei sensed something was amiss with Leng Yanchen. She instinctively stopped crying and looked up at him.
Only Leng Yanchen's neck had scratch marks, his complexion and lip color were so pale that it was frightening.
"Cold, Leng Yanchen, you, how are you" Yan Luowei asked, her eyes still glistening with unshed tears.
Cold Yanchen lowered his eyes to look at her, his eyes dim and hazy, yet extraordinarily gentle.
He strained to lift his trembling hand, the callous fingertips gently wiping away Yan Luowei's tears: "How could you be so foolish"
"What" Yan Luowei was dumbfounded.
What is wrong with this man
"In this world... there's absolutely... no angels watching over you, only..." Leng Yanchen said in a breathy voice.
Yan Luowei listened with a bewildered expression and asked, "Only what"
The next second, Leng Yanchen's hand left her eye corner, and the whole person directly fell down.
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