NOVEL NEXT Chapter 745: Dying Without Regrets!
In a daze, Jiang Feng didn't know how long he had been asleep.
Suddenly, he felt someone gently kissing his lips and neck, and he abruptly opened his eyes.
Then he saw Situ Yan lying on top of him.
Situ Yan was suppressing her rapid breathing, and upon seeing Jiang Feng awake, she blushed and seemed a bit dazed.
Their current posture was as awkward as it could get, and it seemed Situ Yan was the one who took the initiative.
"When... did you wake up?" Jiang Feng essentially asked a pointless question.
But in the current situation, he really didn't know what to say.
Situ Yan remained silent.
Her eyes focused intently on Jiang Feng, growing brighter and brighter.
Suddenly, she leaned forward, directly imprinting a deep kiss on Jiang Feng's mouth!
Jiang Feng's body instantly tensed, and his first subconscious reaction was to push Situ Yan away.
But in her gaze, he saw her passion towards him!
As a woman, whether it was impulsive or under the influence of alcohol, she had already offered herself to him twice.
If he once again pushed her away harshly, it would be too heartless and would deeply hurt her.
Helplessly, Jiang Feng's hand, which was raised in midair, gently fell on Situ Yan, and he was forced to embrace her.
Situ Yan let out a soft moan.
She mistakenly thought Jiang Feng had accepted her offer, and she grew increasingly passionate.
Her face flushed, her hair was disheveled, and fragrant sweat trickled down her cheeks.
Jiang Feng never imagined that Situ Yan would go to such lengths; clearly, her love for him was deep to the bone.
After more than ten minutes, Situ Yan finally stopped and lay motionless on top of Jiang Feng.
Even without making any further moves, she felt utterly exhausted.
And her fingers, still interlocked tightly with Jiang Feng's, refused to let go.
"Jiang Feng, I'll say it again, I won't cling to you and ask you to marry me. I know you deeply love Nangong Qingcheng, but..."
Situ Yan lifted her head slightly, her white chin gently pressing against Jiang Feng's chest: "Just don't ignore me, and don't abandon me! I don't ask for anything else, just to be with you silently, I'll be content!"
"That's not fair to you..." Jiang Feng said bitterly.
"How do you know it's unfair? I'm willing!"
Situ Yan spoke with reddened eyes: "For you, I can give up everything, status, identity, purity! As long as you don't think I'm cheap, I don't care about anyone else's opinions!"
"Why would I?" Jiang Feng sighed: "Actually, I know you have it hard too..."
One sentence, and Situ Yan could no longer control her emotions.
She slid off Jiang Feng, turned over, and her smooth back trembled slightly as she suppressed sobs.
Jiang Feng, feeling helpless, could only gently caress her smooth back from behind.
No words were needed; this action was the best comfort for her.
"Don't cry anymore..."
"I'm not crying, I'm happy. I've waited too long for this day. From now on, you can't ignore me..."
Situ Yan repeated somewhat uneasily; only then she slowly fell asleep in Jiang Feng's comforting embrace.
Jiang Feng watched the gradually calming Situ Yan and sighed deeply again, his face full of helplessness.
...
At the same time.
On an old train heading south, carrying coal.
Inside a rusty carriage full of coal chunks.
At some unknown time, this place had been cleared out.
A middle-aged man, covered in wounds, drenched in blood, and tightly bound, sat in the innermost corner.
It was Zhu Ge Yuheng!
But at this moment, Zhu Ge Yuheng looked entirely different from his usual self.
His gold-rimmed glasses were broken, his hair was messy, and his mouth was sealed with tape. His wide-open eyes were filled with fury and bloodshot.
In front of him sat a woman with an enchanting figure.
Don't be deceived by her appearance; she was incredibly vicious!
Zhu Ge Yuheng's current state was all thanks to her!
She always wore a mask, never revealing her true face to Zhu Ge Yuheng.
"Don't worry, you won't die yet, at least not until we use you to lure that guy named Jiang Feng to Myanmar. Before that, you're not worthy of dying!"
Seemingly bored with the journey, the woman suddenly reached out and tore off the tape from Zhu Ge Yuheng's mouth, speaking coldly.
"Myanmar?" Zhu Ge Yuheng's mind raced, and suddenly he thought of something: "Are you from the Heigu Group?"
"I used to be. But now I have a new identity, which you'll know once we're out of here."
The woman replied expressionlessly: "However, since you mentioned the Heigu Group, Chairman Tarsen indeed wants to meet you. You have thwarted his plans many times before!"
Zhu Ge Yuheng sneered upon hearing this: "Fine, I also want to meet Tarsen himself! His son and men have successively either died or been imprisoned by Mr. Jiang. I want to see what tricks he has left!"
"It seems we were right to kidnap you!"
The woman looked at Zhu Ge Yuheng cruelly: "Your relationship with that Jiang Feng is indeed extraordinary; you seem to trust him a lot?"
"So what if I do? I'm not sure if Mr. Jiang will come to save me, but just being able to know him in this lifetime and become friends is enough for me!" Zhu Ge Yuheng said proudly.
"Ha, what a death without regrets!"
The woman remarked disdainfully: "The unfortunate part is, your friend, once he's out of the country and enters Myanmar, will face a terrible fate!"
"You have no idea what awaits him outside the country."
Zhu Ge Yuheng was horrified.
The woman continued with a sinister expression: "I guarantee he will experience the feeling of hell! And, in the end, the result will be him walking right into the trap, with no resting place in death!"