The Yandere Male Lead Chases Me-Chapter 918: Lord Hero Is Too Wicked 40

She lowered her eyes, hiding the emotions within them.

He doesn’t like it?

Su Yan bit her lip.

After a long silence,

"I won’t do that anymore."

This was the third time she said it.

Feng Rong looked at Su Yan, who was bowing her head, with a gaze that was sometimes bright and sometimes dark.

With a smile on his lips,

"Why do you need to promise me anything, what is our relationship?"

Su Yan was taken aback upon hearing this.

She looked up.

Feng Rong approached her, very close, so close that she could feel his warm breath.

"In terms of status, we have no relation, do we?"

Su Yan looked at him, silent for a long time.

They have no relation.

Her expression was dazed, and even Feng Rong could sense the fleeting loss she felt upon hearing those words.

But soon, Su Yan recovered.

She nodded.

"What you say is right."

She was just someone Feng Guoyuan had yet to marry.

And she had nothing to do with Feng Rong.

She looked at him.

"We have no relation, so you can’t question me about giving gifts to others."

A shadow passed through Feng Rong’s eyes.

He grasped her wrist with great force.

He intended to anger her but ended up angering himself instead.

"Say that again."

Su Yan looked at him and after a long while, spoke seriously,

"I like you, it’s true."

For some reason, these words carried a hint of grievance.

After saying this, Su Yan said nothing more.

He didn’t believe her claim of liking him.

Nor did he want her to kiss him.

There was nothing between them.

So what did he mean?

Su Yan pondered these three things thoroughly.

Is it merely toying with her?

Upon reaching this conclusion, she lowered her head, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

She felt a bit sad.

Her chest felt tight.

"Can I leave?"

Except on rainy days, Su Yan’s emotions were always within the bounds of reason.

But whenever she encountered him, these emotions felt uncontrollable.

In the end, Feng Rong said nothing.

Su Yan stood up and released her hand.

She headed outside.

She walked along the road.

From afternoon until the sky turned dusky.

Following Xiao Hua’s direction.

Walking step by step.

Her head lowered, lost in thought.

Until she walked for so long that even she didn’t know how long it had been.

Two hours, three hours?

Until she leaned against a large tree by the roadside.

Her face was somewhat pale, large drops of sweat fell, soaking her hair.

Because her body had been injected with medicine, she was not as strong as before.

Xiao Hua spoke up,

"Host, you can’t keep walking like this."

Su Yan said nothing.

After a long time.

She spoke,

"It’s alright, I won’t die."

In her standards of cognition.

As long as she couldn’t die, she could endure.

Even though she looked very weak right now.

After resting for a while.

She continued to walk forward.

But just as she was about to walk again.

A strong hand grabbed her arm.

She was taken aback.

Then she was carried horizontally.

The person was wearing hospital scrubs, with bandages on his foot.

It was Feng Rong.

His eyelids lowered, he glanced at her pale face.

With an inexplicable tone,

"With such backbone, why did you borrow money from me back then?"

Su Yan first glanced at him, then looked at his leg.

He walked quite normally, not at all like someone injured.

Upon hearing his words, Su Yan lowered her head and said dully,

"I thought you wouldn’t mind."

Feng Rong’s footsteps paused.

He glanced at her.

Said nothing.

Carried her into the car.

Hong Ye was sitting in the driver’s seat.

The young master had pretended to be injured for so long, intending to use this as a means to clean out some people.

Now, for the sake of this woman, it was all for naught.

Sigh.