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Chapter 124: Was She…Frightened?
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
His appearance was really too scary. Lin Qingqian had never seen him like this and was stunned for a moment.
Jiang Yanshen reacted and his Adam’s apple bobbed a few times. He suddenly stood up and walked towards her bedroom.
Lin Qingqian reacted and followed him. “Jiang Yanshen, what’s wrong?” Jiang Yanshen didn’t answer. He entered the room and closed the door.
Lin Qingqian wanted to push open the door but realized that it was locked from the inside. She kept knocking on the door. “Jiang Yanshen, come out. What’s wrong with you?”
His reaction and expression were too wrong.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHowever, no matter how she knocked and called him, Jiang Yanshen remained in the room.
There were even banging sounds in the room, as if something was being smashed, followed by the sounds of something shattering.
Through the wooden door, Lin Qingqian could clearly hear the sounds inside, as if every sound was ruthlessly smashing into her heart.
It would be fine if he only smashed things, but if he hurt himself…
Lin Qingqian did not dare to hesitate. She immediately went to the living room to take out her cell phone to make a call, but Song Qin and Lu Yuan did not pick up her call.
Just as she was hesitating about what to do, she saw the computer on the coffee table. She immediately squatted down and opened the webpage to search—Shen Zhiwei.
1029 P.M.
Shen Zhiwei was dressed in a professional suit. She knocked on the door with her briefcase.
Shen Zhiwei nodded. “I understand. Don’t worry, leave it to me.”
After saying that, she walked to the door and knocked on the white door three times with her fair fingers. She said gently, “Director Jiang, it’s me. Please open the door for me.”
After saying that, about three minutes later, the door slowly opened. Shen Zhiwei glanced at Lin Qingqian and went in.
Lin Qingqian didn’t spy on the room and Jiang Yanshen didn’t let her in either. Clearly, he didn’t want her to see him lose control.
She closed the door and sat down in front of the sofa. She looked at the laptop calmly and hesitated for a few minutes. In the end, she brought the laptop to her lap and typed a few words on the black keyboard with her slender porcelain-white fingers—lrritated, violent.
In the room.
After Jiang Yanshen opened the door for Shen Zhiwei, his tall body slowly slid down against the wall and sat on the ground dejectedly.
His clothes were in a mess and he was drenched in sweat. His palms were covered in bright red blood.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShen Zhiwei closed the door and squatted down in front of him. As she took out the syringe from her briefcase, her expression was solemn. “Director Jiang, I reminded you not to touch things like cigarettes and alcohol that can stimulate your nerves. ”
The man lowered his head and did not speak. He let her inject the medicine into his body to calm the wild beast in his body.
Shen Zhiwei removed the needle with practiced movements and pressed a cotton swab on the needle hole to prevent bleeding.
“Director Jiang, I told you last time that you have to control your emotions. Otherwise…”
Before she could finish speaking, Jiang Yanshen suddenly looked up at her. “How is she?”
When he lost control, his rationality wasn’t very clear. He didn’t know if he had hurt her.
Shen Zhiwei was stunned for two seconds before she realized that the “she” he was referring to was Lin Qingqian.
“She should be fine.” When she came in, she saw that Lin Qingqian didn’t have any injuries.
Jiang Yanshen was silent for a few seconds.. He pressed the tip of his tongue against the roof of his mouth and asked in a hoarse voice, “Was she…
frightened?”