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"..." You have seen what I, Huangfu Yu, can do. If you don't want to hurt the innocent, obediently follow me! " After he finished speaking, Huangfu Yu was about to pull her hand.

However, Su Jingya was like a piece of wood, she stood still and did not move away. "Huangfu Yu, what are you trying to do? It was clearly you who told me to scram as far away as possible, never to appear in your world again. I've already scram … "

Su Jingya's voice was very low, very hoarse, and trembling to the point of being terrifying.

Using the dim light, Huangfu Yu saw her haggard and powerless appearance, and felt his heart ache. He stepped forward and forcefully buckled her wrist, then forcefully dragged her with brute force as he quickly walked towards a very small and dark alley.

Zhao Yi had already instructed his bodyguards to drag those four unlucky, blind fellows away and execute them. When he turned around to return to the car to wait for Huangfu Yu and Su Jingya, he glanced to the side and only held his bloodied grandson, Grandmother Li, who had forgotten to even cry. Zhao Yi frowned, walked up a few steps, squatted down to take a rough look at Niu Gu's injuries, and finally took out his phone to call 120.

When Grandmother Li saw him take out his cellphone, she immediately stopped him. Her aged face was covered in tears and her voice was hoarse: "Young man, there's no need. We don't have the money to go to the hospital. My grandson will definitely be fine. He still has a granny like me to take care of, so nothing will happen to him! "

After Zhao Yi heard her words, he immediately felt his heart ache. He pursed his lips, looking very serious, but his voice was very gentle, "Don't worry, since the cow's root is because of our Young Mistress's injury, we will naturally take responsibility for the medical expenses. Don't worry!"

Within the alleyway, it was pitch black and very damp, and the air was filled with the stench of trenches.

"What are you trying to do?"

"Huangfu Yu, you're hurting my hand!"

"Let go!"

"What do you want to do?"

Huangfu Yu dragged Su Jingya into the alleyway, completely disregarding her struggles and screams, and also disregarding the arm which was injured by the car yesterday, as he forcefully pressed her against the wall.

Su Jingya struggled, but she rejected him, and her resistance only served to enrage Huangfu Yu even more.

Huangfu Yu was strong, irresistible, and cannot be refused. To him, in this world, what he did not want was not something he could not get.

Su Jingya raised her hand and started slapping Huangfu Yu's arm nonstop.

It was unknown if it was because she was hitting him too hard or for some other reason, but Huangfu Yu finally let out a painful groan.

Because of his stuffy groan, Su Jingya reflexively stopped struggling.

Huangfu Yu had never been gentle like this in his countless lives. He gently stroked her back, but it had only been a month or two, and even with his thicker clothes, he could still feel the bones on her back.

His chest felt as though it had been ruthlessly pierced by something. It was so painful that even his breathing had almost stopped.

Huangfu Yu's hand slowly stroked her smooth little face again as he held her tenderly. Finally, his head was facing her forehead, his nose was facing his nose, and their faces were pressed together. At the same time, he muttered the last part of a sentence, "It's really painful to lose you, Jing Ya, return to my side, and let me love you for life, okay?!"

Hearing this, Su Jingya felt pain in her eyes, her nose was extremely sore, and without any warning, tears started streaming down her face.

If it was the her from before, she would definitely be wild with joy upon hearing these words. She would definitely cry with joy and nod her head in agreement without the slightest hesitation.

But after experiencing so much, how could she still have any strength left? How could she still have any life? How could she still dare to believe in him?

Staying by his side, wasn't that suicidal?

Su Jingya bit her lips, raised her trembling hand and caressed Huangfu Yu's incomparably handsome cheek. She closed her eyes slightly, the light in the alley was very dim, but in the darkness, she could still clearly see the contours of his body.

Huangfu Yu could feel that her fingertips were copying the lines on his face, and the cool feeling seeped through his skin into his heart. He reached out his hands to grab hold of her cold fingers, and buried them deep into his warm palms.

"Do you know?" Su Jingya's voice trembled as he said in a low voice, "I've always been waiting for you to say these words to me, I've always been waiting …"

Hearing this, Huangfu Yu's chest became stifled. He felt pain in his chest, as if there were a hundred ants gnawing on it, and his heart would disappear in the next second.

He had been waiting. He had made her wait too long.