Chapter 1414 Suicide by Cutting Your Wrists

"You should be quite young now. That disease must not be present at birth."

"I wonder if Yan Zhong did all these things just to save his daughter."

"If this is really the case, we must find that woman as soon as possible. Otherwise, it may bring some disaster to us."

Meng Ying's worries are not unreasonable.

This can be regarded as hiding a big BOSS.

…

The next day, as soon as Meng Ying walked into the company lobby, the person in front called her respectfully, "Mr. Meng, I have flowers for you."

Meng Ying saw the bouquet of roses and thought of Yan Xianglin.

She walked straight over and said, "Throw it away."

For several days, there would be a bouquet of roses at the front desk in the morning.

A week passed, and Meng Ying finally couldn't bear it anymore.

She took the initiative to ask Yan Xianglin out.

They were sitting in the coffee shop, Yan Xianglin's eyes were gentle.

Meng Ying stared at him, "What on earth do you mean?"

"I pursue you."

"..." Meng Ying wanted to break his neck.

Yan Xianglin said: "You don't have to worry about me chasing after me."

Meng Ying laughed angrily.

"I won't care if you chase anyone. But please, don't send me flowers anymore." Meng Ying has never seen such a careless person.

"I only like you." Yan Xianglin said sincerely, "I won't like anyone else except you."

"..."

Meng Ying suddenly wondered, when she relied on Mu Yuansheng so much, was Mu Yuansheng's mood the same as hers now?

The only difference is that Mu Yuansheng wants to be with her even though he doesn't like her. Therefore, she had the opportunity to take advantage of it.

She really understood that not all stalking, domineering and arrogant things can make another person like him.

If you don't like someone, you won't like them at all.

If you don't even have a good impression, how can you talk about liking it?

"Mr. Yan, I have a bad temper." Meng Ying said suddenly.

Yan Xianglin smiled and said: "It doesn't matter. I have a good temper and can tolerate everything you do."

Meng Ying instantly felt like playing the piano to a cow.

Her anger level was almost over the top.

I don't know why, but my tolerance for Yan Xianglin has now reached a negative value.

"What I mean is, if you keep doing this, I will beat you up." Meng Ying's words and eyes showed disgust.

The smile on Yan Xianglin's face froze.

He frowned slightly, "You hate me so much?"

"yes."

"Before, you were very kind to me."

"I do that to anyone."

"Then why are you so...displeased with me now?"

"Mr. Yan, originally I shouldn't mention your mother after she passed away, but you should know very well that your parents and I once fought for our lives. Apart from this, the most important thing is that what you did , which made me feel uncomfortable. In order for us to continue to live, please don’t bother me again in the future.”

Yan Xianglin's expression was ugly. He clenched his hands and asked again without giving up, "Are you really not going to give me a chance?"

Meng Ying stood up directly and proved to him with her actions that there was no chance.

Suddenly, the waiter in the coffee shop screamed, "Ah, he cut his wrists."

Meng Ying frowned and turned around, seeing Yan Xianglin sitting there with a knife in his hand and cutting into his left wrist.

Blood flowed out instantly.

Meng Ying saw this kind of thing for the first time.

This man is simply sick.

Meng Ying didn't want to pay attention, turned and left the coffee shop.

The coffee shop is already in chaos.

Sitting in the car, Meng Ying asked Nan Sang to drive away.

Her heart has never been soft.