"I'm going to kill you!" Nangong Jun didn't surrender to Song Yan's spanks; instead, he yelled hysterically and flew at Song Yan once more.
Song Yan gave a murderous look. Stretching out his hand, he locked Nangong Jun by the neck and raised his arm.
Suspended in the air, Nangong Jun scrabbled with his feet to find a foothold.
"I don't care what kind of family you are from. I'm warning you, if you dare to hurt Miss Han again, I swear I will kill you!" Song Yan stated slowly as he clenched his hand, looking at Nangong Jun right in the eye.
Nangong Jun felt short of breath and flushed. He was frightened and afraid that Song Yan would kill him in a fit of anger.
"Don't… don't kill me!" he pleaded.
Song Yan released his hand, dropping Nangong Jun to the ground. Gasping for air, Nangong Jun felt lucky he survived. But he was immediately filled with hatred and anger. How dared Song Yan do this to him?
"You make it hard for me, and I'm going to make it twice as hard for you!" Nangong Jun thought to himself.
Ignoring Nangong Jun, Song Yan walked up to Han Sha and comforted her in a soft voice, "Miss Han, it's okay. Let me see you home."
She nodded in acknowledgement, but she looked more and more worried.
The onlookers automatically moved to both sides to make way for them. They followed them with their eyes.
In a short while, Zhang Ziran ran towards them and stopped them.
"What's the matter?" asked Song Yan.
"Miss Han, Song Yan, you must run away as far as possible. Nangong Jun won't not let anyone get away even with a hostile look. He will surely seek revenge!" He stated as he picked up all his money from his wallet and gave it to Song Yan. "This is all I have." Then he turned to Han Sha and apologized, "Miss Han, I'm so sorry. I wasn't able to save you."
"It's okay, Zhang Ziran. I can understand you. Not everyone has the courage to set himself against the Nangong Clan." She said as she patted his shoulder.
"Miss Han, thank you so much for understanding me." Then he let his eyes settled upon Song Yan and confessed, "Song Yan, it was I who asked a student to put the shit into Yan Weimin's drawer. I was so envious of you, so I set up a trap for you. I'm very sorry." After saying that, he gave Song Yan a bow.
After a short pause, Song Yan smiled and said, "I wasn't hurt by that. Let bygones be bygones."
"Thank you." Zhang Ziran gave a grateful smile and urged, "You must escape as soon as possible. By the way, you'd better inform your families and asked them to leave the city."
"Really? I don't think that's necessary." Song Yan asked in disapproval.
"Song Yan, you don't know what kind of family Nangong Jun is from. I think Zhang Ziran is right. We must leave the city; otherwise, we will be subject to reprisal and our families will be involved in." She cut in with a serious look.
Song Yan remained silence for a long time, and then he told Han Sha, "Let me make a phone call first."
Then he dialed his uncle Song Shize's personal number and told him the whole story without reservation.
He thought Song Shize would lose his temper, but to his intense surprise, Song Shize said in a calm voice, "Song Yan, it's not that serious. Just come back home now and stay there. Let me get this."
"Thank you, uncle." Song Yan was deeply moved. Suddenly, he remembered Han Sha. "Uncle, what about Miss Han?"
There was a short pause, then Song Shize answered, "You can invite her to our house. That's it. You must go home now. Don't stay outside."