Chapter 1486 Palm Prints

No need to think about it, Yang Cheng immediately recognized that woman was Zhao Anqi.

What followed was a helpless sigh, this was not the first time, Zhao Anqi was struggling in a hellish cage, but fate still refused to let her go, poor woman!

Yang Cheng called Andrew to stop, and when she got out of the car, she put a suit jacket on Zhao Anqi's shoulders, put her arms around her into the car without saying a word, and said coldly, "Drive~"

Andrew winked very well, didn't ask where he was going, and started driving aimlessly.

The night was dark, but Long Island was brightly lit. Dim yellow street lamps illuminated Zhao Anqi's side face from time to time. Yang Cheng vaguely saw a crimson palm print on her originally white cheek.

Yang Cheng's breath became heavy, she turned her head away abruptly and couldn't bear to look any more, and Zhao Anqi seemed to be aware of Yang Cheng's movements, and she didn't want to be seen by him in distress, so she turned her head and looked out the window, as if there was something rare outside the window. Like a baby she saw, she caught the eyes of the two of them.

I don't know how long it took, watching the high-rise buildings outside the window become denser, Yang Cheng finally opened his mouth and reported an address, which is Zhao Anqi's private apartment, which is very safe and no one else knows.

Andrew waited for a while, making sure that Zhao Anqi had no intention of objecting, nodded and said yes!

Arriving downstairs in the apartment, Yang Cheng told Andrew to rest nearby. He probably wouldn't come down again tonight, and then went upstairs with Zhao Anqi in his arms and entered the room.

. . .

Back in her safe house, the moment Zhao Anqi entered the door, she seemed like a puppet whose strings had been broken. Even with Yang Cheng supporting her, she fell limply at the door like a puddle of mud.

Yang Cheng wanted to pull her up, but it was cold on the ground, but it seemed like she was pulling a pile of pig iron, she was motionless, helpless, he could only squat down, gently stroked her messy hair, and said softly, "Get up, let's go Sit on the sofa."

Zhao Anqi didn't move, she just leaned her head against Yang Cheng's arms, sobbing silently.

I don't know how long it took, maybe ten minutes? or half an hour?

Yang Cheng felt that the blood in her lower body had stopped flowing, her legs were numb and she couldn't move, but Zhao Anqi suddenly straightened up, stood up against the wall, then looked down at Yang Cheng struggling to get up, pursing her lips and laughing non-stop.

This black-bellied woman, who is she begging for doing this? Don't you have any farts in your heart?

He said angrily, "Still laughing? Pull me up!"

Zhao Anqi raised her hair and snorted softly, "Get up by yourself, I can't pull you~"

This was her first sentence tonight, Yang Cheng burst out laughing, stretched her legs and moved a few times, let the blood flow again, stood up after a while, and walked into the living room with sloppy steps, and found that Zhao Anqi was busy in the kitchen .

Yang Cheng asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

"I'm hungry, get me something to eat." Zhao Anqi's tone returned to normal, this is the self-healing ability of a mature woman, even Yang Cheng has to admire.

Yang Cheng walked over and saw her unpacking ramen noodles on the cooking table, so she couldn't help asking,

"Just eat this? Just order a pizza? Or chicken wings?"

Zhao Anqi shook her head, "I don't want to eat, I just want to eat ramen~"

Yang Cheng didn't know why, but she didn't try to persuade her anymore. She quietly watched her busy in the kitchen like a good wife and mother, boiling water, beating eggs, washing dishes, and cleaning pots. Just do it often, very proficiently.

What surprised him even more was that a corner of the cabinet above his head was slightly exposed, and he found that it was full of instant noodles.

Zhao Anqi realized Yang Cheng's gaze, followed her gaze, then lowered her head and smiled, "I like to eat ramen when I'm in a bad mood. I don't know when I developed the habit."

Yang Cheng's heart felt sour for no reason, she turned her back and didn't answer. After a long time, Zhao Anqi suddenly asked, "The noodles are ready, let's have some together?"

Originally, Yang Cheng was quite hungry, but because of Zhao Anqi's words, he felt overwhelmed and lost his appetite to eat at all.

Wei Wei shook his head and said, "Eat it, I'll watch you eat~"

"Hmm~"

Just like that, Yang Cheng leaned on the sofa with her arms around her shoulders and watched quietly, while Zhao Anqi ate in small bites, her movements were very slow, and her eating was very elegant. If you don't look at her messy hair flying around, and the faintly covered Live red and swollen, this picture will definitely be better.

Zhao Anqi took a few mouthfuls, then suddenly raised her head, puffed her cheeks and said vaguely, "Why didn't you ask?"

"Ask what? What happened to you tonight?"

"Hmm~"

"It's not necessary. You will naturally say it when you want to. If you need me to help you take revenge, it's just a matter of one sentence."

Zhao Anqi swallowed hard, with crystal tears in her eyes, "Thank you, thank you for coming to accompany me."

"It should be~"

. . .

This night, Yang Cheng slept very unsteadily, because Zhao Anqi always had nightmares, in which she seemed to have been severely beaten, she kept resisting, punching and kicking, this unlucky Yang Cheng was beaten to the bed several times Underneath, what is helpless is that Zhao Anqi's dream was very deep and she never woke up.

In other words, Yang Cheng's plan was for nothing.

After finally surviving until dawn, Zhao Anqi sat up in a daze, and found that there was no one around her.

After sitting there for a few minutes, Zhao Anqi put on a silk nightgown, walked out of the room barefoot, and immediately saw Yang Cheng curled up on the sofa, looking pitiful, not to mention how ridiculous the scene was.

"Pfft~"

Yang Cheng sat up subconsciously, staring blankly at the front, seeing Zhao Anqi lazily leaning against the wall, smiling with her lips pursed, suddenly an evil fire came up.

Looking at her resentfully, "Do you know what you did last night?"

Zhao Anqi's whole body trembled in fright with such a tone like a resentful woman, "What did I do?"

Yang Cheng tore off the shirt, pointed at Qingqing on her body, "Look, this is all a good thing you did, it's totally unreasonable to be violent to me while sleeping."

Hearing Yang Cheng's wailing, Zhao Anqi couldn't hold back, squatting on the ground and laughing, Yang Cheng's tone was like that of a boudoir resentful woman facing her husband's cheating, as much blood as she wants.

"You still have the nerve to laugh?"

Zhao Anqi waved her hands while laughing, she burst into tears with a smile, is this crying with joy? Or is extreme joy begets sorrow?

Yang Cheng looked at her in bewilderment, at a loss, obviously she was wronged, why did the other party cry?

Zhao Anqi covered her face with tears continuously oozing through her fingers, soaking her pajamas.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I don't want to~"

Yang Cheng sighed rather distressed, "It's okay, I'm rough-skinned, so what's the point of hitting me a few times?"

He walked over and picked Zhao Anqi up, hugged her in her arms like a baby, and patted her back lightly. . .