Chapter 484 I Am Not Married

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Lu Yan grabbed her.

An An stopped and turned around. Her beautiful eyes like ice and snow fell on the handsome face of the man. She curled her red lips, "Uncle Lu, you also heard the conversation between the two men just now. Now people are saying that you got tired of playing with me and kicked me away. My reputation was ruined by you. I guess no good man will want me in the future. Are you happy now?"

Lu Yan's deep brown eyes were hidden under the baseball cap. He pursed his thin lips and said hoarsely, "I'm sorry."

I'm sorry...

There are thousands of words to say, but only one "I'm sorry".

"Heh," An An laughed clear, "Take back your sorry, Lu Yan, I hate you!"

After that, she pulled back her white wrist and was about to leave.

However, Lu Yan grabbed her hard, so that she couldn't leave.

An An looked at his tightly grasped hand with her butterfly-like wings hanging down, "Uncle Lu, what do you mean?"

Lu Yan stared at her deeply, then released his hand.

An An turned and left.

She didn't get in the luxury car, she just left.

The cold wind at night blew her hair on her cheeks, and her fair eyes turned red and wet as she walked.

But she quickly raised her head to look at the stars in the sky. It's okay, just look at the stars when you want to cry.

The tears will flow back.

At this moment, a sharp brake sound suddenly sounded in her ears. An An quickly turned her head and saw two strong white lights coming over. A turning truck hit her directly.

An An's butterfly-like wings trembled suddenly.

"Be careful!"

At the critical moment, Lu Yan ran over and pushed her away directly.

An An fell to the ground and didn't feel any pain, but with a "bang", the truck hit someone.

"There's a car accident! Go and have a look!"

A passerby rushed over.

An An looked back and saw that Lu Yan was hit by a truck. His right leg prosthesis fell out and his trouser leg was empty.

The clear black and white pupils like ice and snow suddenly shrank. An An's mind went blank, but her people had already run over.

She squatted down, her small face as big as a palm was pale and bloodless. She looked at the man in shock and fear. Why did he save her?

Lu Yan fell to the ground. He was very skilled. When he pushed An An just now, he also ran forward, but the truck was too fast and hit his right leg.

He couldn't dodge in time and his prosthesis fell out.

The baseball cap on his head was also knocked off, revealing his handsome and deep face. The 3:7 oily hair that used to be the standard of the big guys in the imperial capital was soft and refreshing, covering his brown eyelids. He pressed his right leg that was hit with one hand and looked at her sideways. The girl was already scared.

He was soft-hearted. He stretched out his right palm and rubbed her black hair. He said in a hoarse voice, "Don't be afraid, I'm not dead."

Don't be afraid, I'm not dead...

These words were full of coaxing and pampering.

An An looked at him. He was now pressing the amputated thigh. Blood seeped out from there, staining the ground red. His arm was also scratched. His thin lips were pale, but he didn't show any pain at all. He just looked at her and smiled at her warmly and softly.

An An's eyes were wet, and big tears fell from them.

In an instant, she burst into tears.

She cried.

Lu Yan listened to her suppressed crying. Her bright shoulders were trembling. She cried so sadly.

His hard heart suddenly clenched in pain, and he stretched out his big hand to touch her little face, "An An, what's wrong with you?"

An An bit her red lips with her fine white teeth, and she looked at him with tears in her eyes, "Go away, don't come again."

Lu Yan paused, and his big hand slowly released her little face.

An An hooked her red lips, crying and laughing like a little fool, "I will slowly forget you in the future. No matter how painful it is, I will dig you out of my heart. I have been dreaming every night for the past three years. In my dream, I cried and said to you, I wish you a happy wedding..."

"Lu Yan, if one day I can really say to you with a smile that I wish you happiness, then I really don't love you anymore. The brave, firm and naive An An who thought that only she could give you happiness is dead."

The previous An An is dead.

When she committed suicide by cutting her wrists three years ago.

That day, she won the championship in the dance competition. She was the campus belle of A University and Miss An An, who was famous in the socialite circle of the imperial capital. Everyone expected her to have a bright future and a beautiful life.

But that day she locked herself in the room, lying on the soft big bed, she suddenly felt that her life had come to an end.

Living, meaningless.

She used a sharp blade to cut her white wrist deeply, she killed herself.

A gray broken net suddenly emerged from the tearful eyes of the girl, Lu Yan was stunned, he didn't understand, she was only 21 years old, why was she so indifferent and world-weary?

At this time, An An twitched her red nose, suppressed the crystal tears in her eyes, she looked at Lu Yan, showing a brilliant smile, "Lu Yan, I think this day has come."

This day?

Which day?

She smiled and said to him, I wish you happiness, the day she doesn't love him?

Lu Yan's heart was shocked, and a layer of scarlet stained his brown eyes, and he stared at the girl fiercely.

An An looked at him and opened her red lips, "Lu Yan, I wish you..."

With a "bang", Lu Yan raised his leg and kicked the half prosthesis away.

Although he only had one left leg left, his left leg was strong and full of strength.

He had kicked the half prosthesis across the street.

Even though this man had one leg broken, he was still full of spirit.

The slender wings like a butterfly trembled, and An An stopped talking. She looked at the man. Lu Yan had lowered his brown eyelids, and the contour of that half of his face was stiff, tight and cold.

The beautiful thin lips were also tightly pursed until they turned white.

The way he lost his temper was very scary, but it also made people want to reach out and touch, touch his face.

An An said nothing, she stood up, pulled her thin legs apart and walked towards her luxury car.

She left.

Lu Yan raised his handsome eyelids and looked at her. Many passers-by rushed over, and her pretty and graceful figure gradually disappeared from his sight.

He knew that this time she was really gone.

She would never come back.

Lu Yan felt that his heart was hollowed out. This feeling of loss almost drove him crazy.

He supported himself on the ground with one hand and slowly stood up.

"Sir, you are injured. I will take you to the hospital!" At this time, the driver of the truck hurried over and reached out to help Lu Yan.

Lu Yan pushed the driver away. Without prostheses and crutches, he moved and jumped forward.

Blood was still seeping down his empty trouser leg, but he didn't feel any pain. The man jumped forward slowly, smoothly and powerfully, without any desolation or embarrassment.

This man has a kind of time-worn and kind power, which seeps out little by little, making people look up to him.

He stretched out his broad and rough palm to push away the crowd, and he saw the graceful figure. An An bent down and prepared to get on the car.

At this time, a strong arm wrapped around her slender waist, and the man hugged her from behind. She heard his light panting, the "dong dong" beating from his heart, and his hoarse murmur, "Oh, it turns out that one leg can also walk to your side."

An An froze, and after a few seconds, she struggled quickly, trying to push him away.

"An An, I'm not married, never."

What did he say?

An An's beautiful eyes like ice and snow suddenly shrank. He said he was not married?

At this time, the man's heavy body pressed up from behind, and his head also rested on her bright and fragrant shoulders.

"Lu Yan, let go!"

She turned her little head, and then she found that the man closed his eyes and he fainted.

But he didn't fall down.

An An's heart was shaken. She had never met a man like him. Now he only had one leg standing on the ground. He was hit by a car. His iron body could not hold on and he was in a coma. However, he was tall and long-legged, standing upright. Even the strong arm around her waist was still so strong and powerful.

He seemed to be just tired, and closed his eyes and squinted.

Maybe this is why she loves him.

There is a kind of power in him that deeply attracts her, making her look up to him, admire him, and be obsessed with him.

An An trembled and stretched out her white and tender fingers, touching his cold and hard handsome face full of vicissitudes...

...

Champagne Mansion.

The room was filled with the pungent smell of disinfectant, and the doctor wearing a mask withdrew, "Miss, the patient has been bandaged. Rest more, it's okay."

He was hit by a car and he was fine. This man is tough and has a long life.

An An looked at the man lying on the bed, "Can you find out why he had his leg amputated?"

The doctor thought for a moment and said, "The patient's right leg should have been shot, but... this gunshot wound is not enough for the patient to have his leg amputated. There must be other important reasons. Miss, you can ask the patient."

An An did not speak.

"Miss, the patient is allergic to prostheses. He will get red, swollen and inflamed when wearing them. I heard that foreign medicine has developed a robot-like prosthesis. The prosthesis is very modern. People can move freely after wearing it, just like ordinary people. I think Miss can contact foreign doctors."

The doctor looked at the prosthesis he picked up from the street and said, "This prosthesis is made of inferior materials. It is better to wear it less in the future."

An An nodded, "Okay, thank you doctor."

The doctor left.

An An walked to the bedside. Lu Yan was still unconscious. She stretched out her fingers and touched the stubble on his face. He was a 40-year-old man, not young anymore, but she didn't know if he left the stubble on purpose. He was now deep, silent, cold and hard, and the stubble made him look inexplicably sexy. A 40-year-old man of this level was really a fine product.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and the maid said outside, "Miss, the lady is here."

Huo Yanmei is here.

An An quickly retracted her little hand. If her mother knew that Lu Yan was here, her mother would definitely make a big fuss.

"I know, I'll go down now."

An An pulled her thin legs apart and walked out.

...

Downstairs, An An looked at Huo Yanmei, "Mom, why are you here?"

Huo Yanmei smiled and said, "An An, Mom didn't come alone. Mom also brought an acquaintance. Look who it is."

A tall and handsome figure appeared at the door. Li Junxun was here.

Li Junxun went abroad to study three years ago and just came back.

An An hasn't seen Li Junxun in the past three years.

Li Junxun looked at An An, and a warm smile quickly appeared on his handsome face, "An An, long time no see."

An An curled her red lips, "Senior Junxun, long time no see."

Li Junxun and An An looked like a handsome man and beautiful woman standing together. Huo Yanmei was quite satisfied, "Aunt Su, is dinner ready?"