173. Chapter 173 Without Him
Boom...
His tall and strong body fell to the ground.
She kicked him, "Hey, you fainted like this? It's really useless."
He looked down at his torn skirt, "Damn it, this branded dress of mine is very expensive, and it was scrapped after wearing it twice, damn it..."
He bent down and took off his suit jacket, and put it on himself to cover the damaged part of the clothes.
She got into the car elegantly, and originally wanted to drive and throw him in the wilderness, but after thinking about it, he wasn't bad after all.
Opening the door of the back seat of the car, she struggled to help him into the back seat and let him lie down. He was too tall and his body was too long when lying down. She then bent his legs and closed the car door.
Back in the driver's seat, she drove downtown.
The car window was lowered, Youyang's song was playing in the car, Qingya sang with a sad female voice on the car DV:
It hurts my back, and I don't care. When love has turned into ashes, leaving a mess in the end
Sleeping alone, accompanied only by loneliness, dreaming back at midnight alone. leave alone drunk
Have you really forgotten, when you said you wanted to have a home
What's the matter with leaving me now, is there only one him in your heart
Cheng Yingxuan was driving while listening to the song, her expression could not help but contain a trace of sadness, she glanced at the back seat from the rearview mirror directly in front, and found that Yan Shiting had sat up at some point, listening to the song with a cold expression, "You are not unconscious ah?"
"Just your little trick can't hurt me." He looked at her with sharp eyes, and there was a bit of complexity in his eyes.
She curled her lips and smiled, using her ability as a trick? She killed more people than she could count.
It's just that I didn't want to hurt him, so I didn't try my best to hit him with the knife.
It's no wonder that he underestimated her. With her innocent appearance, she looks harmless, so it's hard to guard against. These days, it is impossible for someone to write on his face: I am a killer.
What's more, she has been washing her hands for several years.
The darker the profession, the more unlike people, the more they are. Take Mu Yufeng for example, who can associate that sunny man with a killer?
She didn't explain anything, just in his eyes, she was only a trick.
The singing voice in the DV is familiar and melodious, with sadness in the ease, just like the sound of nature touching the soul, the sad female voice continued to sing:
If you don't have him, do you still love me? I really want to know your truth.
One sentence but the concern in my heart, love or not love is the answer
If he is not here do you still love me? I really care about your answer
Please don't make me cry like rain, struggling on the verge of love and pain
Yan Shiting was fascinated by it. He is not a person who likes music, but he couldn't stop listening to this song. He opened his lips hoarsely, "What's the name of this song?"
""If you don't have him, would you still love me?" Her voice was elegant.
He moved his seat and stood behind her, looking at her beautiful profile, "You sing very well."
"You can tell that I sang it?" She smiled slightly, "Thank you, Mr. Yan, for your appreciation."
"Don't you like to call me Tingting?" His brows and eyes were indifferent, and his eyes were somewhat deep.
"You don't like me calling you that?" she said casually.
He took a deep look at her, "Would you still love me without him?"
"What?" She looked happy, "Are you talking about the title of the song?"
"Don't pretend to be stupid." His voice was hoarse, and there was a trace of tension in his dark eyes that he didn't realize. "You know what I'm asking."