CEO's Beloved Sweetheart

C292 He Didn't Want to Hurt Her



C292 He Didn't Want to Hurt Her

2As he released his arms, Han Zhiyu also retreated from his embrace.     4

    

"Zhiyu, are you alright?" After seeing that it was Lu Yiran, Hee Yuanze immediately took a few big steps forward. He lowered his head and looked at Lu Yiran with concern. Han Zhiyu, who had a bad expression, had a gentle look in her eyes.    

    

"I'm fine. "    

    

Han Zhiyu lightly shook her head and replied.    

    

"You don't look too good. Do you want to go back to your room to rest first?" Seeing her somewhat pale face, Hee Yuanze softly suggested.    

    

Their act of treating Lu Yiran as an invisible person made Lu Yiran frown more and more deeply.    

    

He was looking for her so much that he almost went crazy. He wanted to flip through the entire M City, but she was hiding in Hee Yuanze's place. She didn't turn on her phone, not a single phone call, not even a text message.    

    

"Zhiyu, come back with me!"    

    

Han Zhiyu suddenly took a step forward and grabbed Han Zhiyu's hand, wanting to bring her out of the house.    

    

Being suddenly pulled by him, Han Zhiyu's body trembled.    

    

"Lu Yiran. "    

    

Hee Yuanze saw that Han Zhiyu's expression had worsened. His heart ached and he immediately wanted to step forward, but before he could get close, he was stopped by Han Zhiyu's voice.    

    

"Yuanze, there are some things that need to be said clearly. "    

    

This sentence caused Hee Yuanze to stop in his tracks. He looked at Han Zhiyu with a worried look in his eyes.    

    

"Zhiyu. . . "    

    

Hee Yuanze's voice did not hide his heartache towards her at all.    

    

The two of them looked at each other as if they were deeply in love.    

    

Lu Yiran's heart tightened. He had just experienced a small car accident and felt dizzy.    

    

The scene in front of him stimulated the veins on his temples to pop. The anger in his chest was burning fiercely, and it was getting more and more intense, as if it was about to burst out.    

    

The hand that was holding Han Zhiyu's arm was so strong that it seemed like it was going to crush her bones. Han Zhiyu seemed to not feel any pain. Her eyes were still looking at Hee Yuanze. She said faintly, "I will handle the matter between him and me. "    

    

"But. . . "    

    

"Yuanze. "    

    

Han Zhiyu calmly interrupted Hee Yuanze's words. When she saw his worried eyes, a faint smile appeared on her lips.    

    

There was no buts!    

    

No matter how painful it was, it would not hurt as much as she had already experienced.    

    

Hee Yuanze's pupils tightened. He looked at the faint smile on her lips, and his heart ached.    

    

Her gaze seemed to be calm, but in the depths of her eyes, the flame that had been burning for a long time had long been extinguished. In that silence, there was a deep pain.    

    

He could not forget the moment she woke up, the look in her eyes at that time.    

    

That smile was heartbreaking.    

    

This smile also made the hostility in Lu Yiran's eyes intensify. He saw Han Zhiyu and Hee Yuanze in a daze. He saw Han Zhiyu looking at his cold face and smiling gently at Hee Yuanze.    

    

Why was it that he only went abroad for two days. Everyone, everything began to change uncontrollably.    

    

Han Zhiyu's body was suddenly pulled by Lu Yiran and fell into his arms. The familiar aura and the familiar temperature could not warm her anymore.    

    

He hugged her very tightly, so tightly that it was as if he wanted to knead her into his bones.    

    

With his strength, she could not break free. She also did not intend to waste her strength to break free.    

    

She was very weak right now, so she did not have any physical strength at all. She could not normally do it, let alone at this moment.    

    

The door was open and the cold wind outside blew in. Hee Yuanze turned around and prepared to get a coat for her to put on. Just as he came out, he saw that Lu Yiran had already taken off his coat, wrapped Han Zhiyu up, and carried her out of the house horizontally.    

    

He bumped into Wang Ziyue, who was carrying two plastic bags. She looked at Lu Yiran's ashen face in shock. "Lu Yiran, you. . . "    

    

Lu Yiran did not look at her. He went straight into the elevator.    

    

"Wait, Lu Yiran. " Wang Ziyue anxiously put down the bag in her hand. She wanted to chase after him, but was stopped by Hee Yuanze behind her.    

    

"No need to chase her. Let her go. "    

    

"But Zhiyu clearly said that she did not want to see him and the child in her womb. . . "    

    

Before Wang Ziyue finished speaking, Hee Yuanze interrupted her, "Regarding Zhiyu's matter, let her face it by herself. Other people cannot make a decision. "    

    

Wang Ziyue could only watch helplessly as the elevator doors slowly closed.    

    

"Director Lu. "    

    

Chen Tian had rushed all the way here. When he found out where his wife was at Hee Yuanze's private residence, he wanted to say it, but Lu Yiran did not give him the chance to say it.    

    

He knew how CEO Lu crazily looked for his wife. He also knew how important her wife was to Director Lu.    

    

Director Lu cared so much about his wife. If he saw that she was with Hee Yuanze, he was afraid that CEO Lu would lose control for a moment.    

    

He hurriedly drove over and just parked his car. He wanted to go up and see Lu Yiran carrying Han Zhiyu down.    

    

Seeing Lu Yiran walk in the back seat, he immediately opened the car door and let Lu Yiran carry Han Zhiyu into the car. The car door closed and got into the driver's seat.    

    

The first thing they did when they got in the car was to lift up the barrier in the middle and separate the car into two worlds.    

    

The car drove in the darkness and quickly left the neighborhood.    

    

. . .    

    

The car had a lot of heating in it. After Han Zhiyu got into the car, her body had already subconsciously moved to the side and left Lu Yiran.    

    

Such a small movement made Lu Yiran's originally cold face even gloomier, as if it was the eve of a storm.    

    

There were no lights in the car, only the street lights outside the window to ensure that nothing was hidden in the car.    

    

Her deep eyes swept across the house uniform she was wearing, and the image of Hee Yuanze suddenly appeared in her mind, causing her pupils to tighten.    

    

Without thinking, she stretched out her hand.    

    

With a tearing sound, Han Zhiyu's pajamas were roughly torn apart by him. The buttons were pulled open and her skin was exposed.    

    

Han Zhiyu's face changed when her chest felt cold.    

    

"Don't!"    

    

This action made Han Zhiyu's pupils tighten and her body shrink back. Her movements were very intense as she swung Lu Yiran's hand away. She resisted very strongly.    

    

To Lu Yiran, Han Zhiyu's resistance only ignited her anger even more. She grabbed her hand that was resisting with one hand.    

    

Han Zhiyu's body trembled a little because of his actions.    

    

There were some fluctuations in the bottom of her calm eyes. It was fear.    

    

Her body did not have much strength. He held her wrist, and she had no room to resist.    

    

In just a few seconds, all her clothes were torn apart. The window rolled down and she threw it out of the window.    

    

The sudden cold air made Han Zhiyu, who was only wearing undergarments, shiver. The fear in her eyes slowly receded and returned to a dead calm.    

    

She was speechless along the way.    

    

Han Zhiyu's clothes were torn apart and she could only pull the coat that she was wearing tightly, even though she was rejecting it in her heart.    

    

She was already disgusted by his aura as much as she had longed for him.    

    

She pursed her lips and curled up on the other side of the car. She looked down and fixed her eyes on the street outside the window.    

    

After Lu Yiran tore off the annoying clothes. . .    

    

His handsome face was tense. His chest heaved up and down violently as he suppressed his surging anger.    

    

His emotions had reached a critical point. . .    

    

The result of losing control was that Han Zhiyu would be hurt.    

    

He didn't want to hurt her.    

    


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