Chapter 297 I'm worried
Yang Kun never let Zhou Zhiyin go from the very beginning.
Later, he was warned by Zhou Yuanshan several times and lost some funds in Haicheng, which made him hate Zhou Yuanshan even more.
If Zhou Zhiyin was willing to coax him, trust him unconditionally and stand by his side as she did before, he would not have done such a ruthless thing.
The boat leads to the secluded mountain where Xiao Yuanzhong is hiding.
Passing by a somewhat turbid river, the smell of gasoline made Zhou Zhiyin want to vomit.
She was in a daze. When she opened her eyes, she saw green hills in front of her. She was between two mountains. Her body became very light and she had no strength.
Ah Cheng trotted to Yang Kun's side, "Brother Kun..."
Yang Kun was sitting at the bow smoking, still in his suit, but his leather shoes were a little dusty.
The man's legs wrapped in trousers stood in front of her. Zhou Zhiyin looked up and saw his gloomy face. There was some stubble on his fair face.
She curled up on the ground, unable to speak, with a cloth strip stuffed in her mouth. She was tied up with ropes as thick as her wrists, so that she could only fall to the ground and could not even move.
She just raised her eyes and then looked calmly at the wooden board on the deck.
Perhaps her reaction was too calm, which aroused the man's unhappiness. The man squatted slightly in front of her, pinched a cigarette between his fingernails, took a deep puff, and the smoke sprayed on her face.
When they were together, he hardly ever smoked in front of her, showing his gentlemanly demeanor.
The sudden contrast and the pungent smoke made her face turn pale instantly. She couldn't help coughing, but the cloth was stuffed into her mouth, making it extremely difficult.
Her long hair was spread out in a mess, sticking to the wooden board, and her light blue dress was a little dirty, but her face was still beautiful.
Yang Kun loosened the cloth from her mouth, and Zhou Zhiyin began to cough violently, her eyes slightly red.
After coughing, she still lay there calmly, not actively talking to him.
Yang Kun pinched her chin and said, "Why don't you say anything? You must have a lot to say to me, go ahead."
"Nothing."
Zhou Zhiyin said in a light tone, her red lips moving slightly, "I have nothing to say to you."
Yang Kun laughed out loud and patted her on the face. "Do you know where I'm going to take you?"
Zhou Zhiyin remained silent and didn't look at her. Yang Kun pinched her chin a little hard, which hurt her a little. She frowned slightly.
"Zhou Zhiyin, I'm just a substitute for Song Yanming, right? You can't get him, so you make fun of me?"
"You came to me first."
"So you can use me with a clear conscience. How does it feel?"
Zhou Zhiyin's tears welled up in her eyes. How could he say those words?
It was obviously he who lied to her first, but he put all the blame on her alone.
Perhaps she felt too wronged, so she was unwilling to speak.
Yang Kun was violent by nature, and he dragged her directly to the side of the boat. Her knees rubbed against the wooden board and soon got broken, with blood oozing out from the broken skin.
This was the first time Zhou Zhiyin saw him like this, and it was like she was looking at a stranger.
"Tell me or not, did you want to make fun of me from the beginning? You also think I'm cheap and that I can play with you at will, right?"
When two people are together, they should have feelings for each other.
We are all human beings and we all have hearts.
He should know very well how she treats him.
"Is it fun, Zhou Zhiyin? Did you feel so good when I fucked you? Do you think it's fun to find a substitute for Song Yanming so that you can play with me? Hmm?"
Yang Kun didn't know what he was angry about, and he had no place to vent his anger.
Zhou Yuanshan's aggressiveness, Xiao Yuanzhong's indifference, and her sudden fading passion for him were all unacceptable to him.
He was good for nothing, and he was forced to take action against her and offer her to Xiao Yuanzhong in order to preserve his position.
Yang Kun pushed her to the side of the boat and held her up, "Miss Zhou, many people die here every year, and many people fall into the water and their bodies are never recovered. You've seen it, the Ink Abyss..."
The surface of the river where the boat was sailing was like a huge cracked canyon, filled with river water. It was narrow, but the turbid black river bottom was vaguely visible.
Zhou Zhiyin was afraid of water and couldn't swim very well, so she felt a chill in her heart, but her eyes stayed on the angry man and tears welled up in her eyes.
"Tell me, have you been playing with me, playing with my feelings, using me as a tool, treating me as a joke..."
"You have never looked down on me and thought I was lowly and humble. From the beginning, you never thought of being serious with me. You said I lied to you, but you just wanted to use this incident to dump me, right?"
Yang Kun was anxious to know the answer. These days, recalling the sweetness of every time they spent together, her coldness and alienation almost drove her crazy.
"Speak, speak!"
He held her horizontally and was about to throw her into the river. The corners of the woman's clothes were stained with the muddy river water, and her back felt slightly cold.
She clenched her teeth, still not saying a word, her body was limp, and she didn't even look or make any movement to ask him for help.
This made Yang Kun even more angry, "Go to hell, Zhou Zhiyin, go to hell!"
Ah Cheng quickly touched his arm with his hand, "Brother Kun, this is the person that Mr. Xiao wants."
Yang Kun's mind went blank. Rather than letting her be abused by Xiao Yuanzhong, he would rather let her die, but his hands were shaking slightly. It was not until Ah Cheng grabbed his hand and pulled it back with force that Zhou Zhiyin fell on the deck.
She didn't look at him or speak, and was still in the same state as when she was in Jiangcheng. It seemed that she really hated him.
"How dare you!" Yang Kun yelled at Acheng.
Ah Cheng frowned, "This is the person Mr. Xiao wants."
No matter what his relationship with Zhou Zhiyin was in Jiangcheng, when he came here, he had to behave himself and be obedient.
Zhou Zhiyin didn't know what they were talking about and looked a little confused.
Mr. Xiao? Mr. Xiao was the person who had been controlling Yang Kun and Han Fei. She had only heard that he was not a good person, had dirty hands, and had been involved in many murders, but she had never seen him.
It turned out that his attempt to use Zhou family's power to get what she wanted failed, so Yang Kun had new plans for her.
Tears welled up in her eyes and Zhou Zhiyin looked at him quietly.
Her eyes made Yang Kun furious again. He didn't say a word and didn't explain. If she admitted that she had never loved him and only treated him as a tool and used him, he might feel better.
"Zhou Zhiyin, what do you mean by that look?"
Ah Cheng and several others stopped Yang Kun, "Brother Kun, it's almost time..."
If he wasn't careful in front of Xiao Yuanzhong, he might be shot to death.
Yang Kun took a deep breath and calmed down for a moment, "I have something to ask her."
“We’re almost there.”
On the boat, one could vaguely see that the shore not far away was full of people. Yang Kun suddenly squatted down and said, "Tell me, you were exploited from the beginning to the end."
Zhou Zhiyin looked at his face and felt pain all over her body. She didn't know where she was being taken. She said, "Something happened to Momo. I'm worried about her. If you know the result in Jiangcheng, tell me."