latelenovela Chapter 171 Is he going to rebel?
Chapter 171 Is he going to rebel?
Zeng Yan did not care about these details, but just said lightly,
"Retrieve all the early files on the Tyrant Project."
"Huh?" The subordinate looked up at him in surprise.
On the one hand, I was surprised that my careless words just now were skipped over.
This, this... Is this still the battalion commander he knew? Could he have been possessed by another spirit?
What's more, he actually wanted the early files of the Tyrant Project... You know, he would try his best to avoid even mentioning that thing before.
After all, that seemed to be something the general cared about particularly.
"Yes! Captain!" No matter what, he had to obey the captain's order, but he couldn't help but be curious, "But... what do you think of next?"
Zeng Yan stared at his face, his eyes lacking the usual cruelty, instead, they seemed to be calm and ready to die.
"Didn't I say that I wanted to return Professor Ji's memory to her?"
"Ah??? Are you serious?"
The subordinate couldn't help but yelled again, "If the general knew about this..."
That’s not right. How could the battalion commander not know the consequences of doing this?
He knew the general much better than himself.
Could it be that...he was going to...
rebel???!!
"Battalion... Battalion Commander..."
The subordinates who had some guesses suddenly became panicked and had no idea what to do. This was a life-threatening situation...
Zeng Yan raised his head and glanced at him, tapping his fingers on the table, like the sound of a murderous bell. After a moment, he said calmly,
"If you don't want to do it, you can leave. I won't force you."
The subordinate was stunned. Did the battalion commander see through his thoughts and... implicitly acknowledged it?
Knowing that the situation was settled, the subordinate was so scared that he was trembling. He was stunned for a few seconds, then he slowly knelt on the ground and bowed his head.
"My life belongs to the battalion commander..."
Zeng Yan pulled up the corner of his mouth with disdain, turned around and didn't look at him again.
Of course he would stay.
After all, he has done so many dirty things for me. If I fall, how can he, as my confidant, stay out of it?
What's more, everyone knows that he is his confidant. Even if he did not participate in the rebellion, how could Zeng Nian, a demon who is suspicious by nature and would rather kill a thousand people by mistake than let one go, let him go?
"Okay, bring me the file I want." Zeng Yan casually took out a cigarette and lit it.
"Yes, Battalion Commander, I'll go and get it done right away." The subordinate responded, his voice a little weak.
Then he immediately got up and went out to do his work.
As the door was closed, the huge office suddenly fell into silence. Even the air seemed lifeless, with only faint white smoke rising from the red dots burning between the two fingers.
Zeng Yan's eyes were dim and silent, but his peripheral vision was uncontrollably focused on the sofa not far away.
That was how she was last time, like a withered flower, lying there in despair.
And the desk that was resting on his right hand was also burning and causing him pain.
The memories above were all about his endless torture of her under the pretext of intimacy.
In fact, when he first saw her in her early twenties at her father's celebration party, she was still so bright, lively, gentle and confident.
How could he not be attracted by that brilliance?
But he was ultimately a beast who had adapted to darkness and blood. Even though he longed for light in his heart, he awkwardly wanted to destroy the light, thinking that this was the only way to possess it completely.
It was he who tortured the girl, whose eyes were full of him, until there was no light in her eyes anymore.
He destroyed her pure love for him completely with his own hands.
Zeng Yan closed his eyes in despair. The cigarette in his hand had already been twisted beyond recognition, and he let the scorching red dot burn his palm.
I'm sorry, Lianlian.
evening.
An Lian was still sitting on the sofa, staring at the divorce agreement in front of her with an expressionless face.
Just watching quietly like that.
"Ms. An, do you... want to open it and take a look first?" The lawyer, standing opposite her, suggested anxiously with beads of sweat on his forehead.
Since he entered the room and stated his intentions, and placed the two agreements on the coffee table in front of her, the situation had been at a standstill for more than half an hour...
She just kept this dazed posture without moving...
The key point is that he has been standing for more than half an hour! !
Damn it! It’s fine that they suddenly asked him to work overtime, but they didn’t tell him that the overtime work included standing in the corner…
An Lian still stared at the divorce agreement motionlessly.
She couldn't figure it out.
I heard from others that divorce is very troublesome and takes a very long time, and some even have to go through a lawsuit for a year or two. How come it is so simple for her?
She couldn't figure out how heartless he was and how much he hated her...
Is it true that after all these years, I really don't have any feelings or attachment to her at all?
It’s been less than half a day since the divorce was filed, and the divorce agreement has been drafted...
Are you so impatient?
Can't you bear even one day?
"Ahem... Miss An, why don't you open it first? If there is any problem, we can discuss it later, right?" The lawyer started to persuade her again. After thinking for a while, he added,
"In fact, you should have no problem. This agreement is all in your favor. Almost all of the common property of the couple, including Mr. Zeng's personal property, will be in your name. In fact, Mr. Zeng has already done his utmost. Despite this, he also said that we can add any needs you have unconditionally, but you have to say it..."
After the words fell, An Lian's eyes finally moved. She slowly raised her eyes, with a bit of shock and even greater pain in her eyes.
When he left, he seemed to have said that all the property under his name would belong to her. She thought she had misheard at the time and didn't care much about it.
But he actually did it...
But in An Lian's eyes, he would rather give up everything just to divorce her?
Suddenly my eyes became blurry again and my heart suddenly ached badly.
The lawyer saw that her eyes were visibly red, and he was a little frightened. He was at a loss and tried to comfort her, "Ms. An, you..."
But the next second, An Lian leaned forward and turned to the last page of the agreement, picked up the pen beside her and signed her name vigorously, then turned to the same agreement below and drew her name again.
When she finished the last stroke, she, already in tears, smashed the pen to the ground, her breathing rising and falling violently.
The lawyer was so frightened that he dared not move, and was as quiet as a chicken. He swallowed his saliva and added weakly,
"Ms. An...Ms. An, Mr. Zeng said...please don't contact his family members anymore."
After saying this, the lawyer met those scarlet eyes soaked with tears and didn't dare to say another word. He quickly stepped forward, took out the two agreements, saluted respectfully, and immediately slipped away.
An Lian finally couldn't hold back her tears. She hugged her arms tightly and curled up in the corner of the sofa. Her tears were like blood flowing from a broken heart. The more they flowed, the drier they became, and the more suffocating she became.