freenovelworld Chapter 417: Breaking Up in Shura Field (4)
Chapter 417: Breaking Up in Shura Field (4)
Qi Yan didn't know who he was for a moment, so she could only calm down and peck his palm gently.
No matter what the situation, it's always right to be soft.
The soft lips brushed against the palm of her hand, causing the man's whole body to tense up. He let go of her and said, "Don't mess around."
She didn't answer his question, but asked: "Why are you here?"
He stared at her with sharp eyes for a long time: "I just returned home."
Qi Yan suddenly realized that when she returned to China, this person should be [Husband Reserve], and the note she gave him was [Tire Repair].
When she was flipping through the chat history this morning, she noticed that his name was Shiren. He had no name since he was a child and lived only by his code name. He was a full-time killer at home and abroad, engaging in the horrific business of assassination.
God, she really wanted to know how the original owner hooked up with this guy.
Seeing the anger in Shiblade's eyes, mixed with a strong smell of jealousy, Qi Yan knew that although he was a reserve, he was obviously controlled by the original owner. As long as she gave an order, he could become a full-time officer in a second.
No, it can’t be transferred any more, no more.
After stalking him for so long, she definitely couldn't say that she betrayed him, otherwise she would definitely die in the next second. How should she say this...
In just a few seconds, Qi Yan thought of dozens of excuses, and finally chose the most suitable but also the most exaggerated one: "I knew you were coming back to China, so I wanted to help you check out better hotels in advance. I didn't expect us to have such a tacit understanding. I’ve checked it out for you, it’s pretty good.”
Juren didn't speak, his hand touched her cheek, and his rough fingers reached her lips.
His whole body was full of powerful and dangerous aura, which scared her so much that she didn't dare to move or speak again.
Even if there was a stand-in doll, he would definitely be able to react immediately and kill her a second time. It would be a loss-making business no matter what.
"Thank you." He said calmly.
Qi Yan was stunned for a moment. She was really easy to fool. He could believe such a bad excuse.
"Just rest here. Don't you have to go on missions these days?" She took the initiative to hug him, "Then I'll go home first."
Just as she was about to slip away, Shiblade grabbed her arm and lifted her back: "Don't forget what you said."
Qi Yan recalled it and nodded: "I remember."
The original owner promised that if Shiblade could successfully complete the mission and come back to her safely, she would give him a surprise.
I have to say that there is something about this flirting method. On the one hand, giving gifts expresses your feelings, and on the other hand, it shows that you are very concerned about his safety.
If this situation were placed in other worlds, Qi Yan would be happy to death, but in this world, the better the original owner is at flirting, the more difficult it is to break up.
There was no one she could afford to offend.
Qi Yan strode out of the hotel, breathed a sigh of relief, and got into the car arranged by Song Zhennian.
In fact, it was easy to identify. As soon as she left the hotel door, the horn of the luxury car blared, as if she was afraid she couldn't hear it.
The driver obviously knew her and greeted her eagerly: "Good morning, Miss Qi."
"Yeah." Qi Yan sat in the back seat. On the second day after she came to this world, she felt that she was busy with many things.
"Mr. Song said that there will be a concert on the 12th next month, and I will be arranged to pick you up then." The driver said.
"I don't want to go. I will tell him when the time comes." Qi Yan rubbed her temples. She was already irritated by so many people. Why go to a concert?
"Okay." The driver responded and concentrated on driving.
The hot sunshine shines on the bustling streets, casting a layer of sacred light on the high-rise buildings and hurried pedestrians. The streets are constantly filled with vehicles, and various types of cars shuttle among them. The sound of horns, brakes, and engines make up the scene. A unique symphony.
After several traffic lights, the car stopped at the entrance of a high-end residential area.
Qi Yan's cell phone also rang at this time, it was Song Zhennian calling.
"Hello?" She answered the call and opened the car door.
There was some noise on the other end of the phone, and Song Zhennian's low-pitched and elegant voice came through the player: "The driver just sent me a message telling me that you seem to have a headache. Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"No..." Qi Yan suddenly remembered that she did rub her head in the car just now. She didn't expect that this action would be reported to Song Zhennian by the driver.
"If you feel uncomfortable, go to the drugstore and buy some medicine. You don't have to hold it up, but remember, you are not allowed to buy birth control pills."
Song Zhennian's voice had an irresistible sense of command, and it sounded much more serious than before.
Qi Yan agreed warmly: "I understand."
Song Zhennian came from a distinguished family and was the powerful person in the group. He was the head of the largest chaebol and controlled countless companies. It was no exaggeration to say that he controlled the lifeblood of the economy.
And the gray transactions behind the scenes are all outrageous.
He had always wanted to marry her, and it didn't matter even if he shared half of his assets with her. However, the original owner had an ocean in his heart filled with all kinds of fish. He really didn't want to be bound by marriage, so he used various excuses to get over it.
As things have developed now, Song Zhennian more or less hopes that she will get pregnant and get married.
Recalling the way Song Zhennian shot her without hesitation last night, Qi Yan got goosebumps all over her body.
On the other end of the phone, Song Zhennian gave some instructions, but Qi Yan didn't listen to a word. When she hung up the phone, she was already on the elevator.
The elevator numbers jumped from floor to floor, and finally stopped on the third floor.
She likes houses with low floors. If something goes wrong, she can jump out of the window to escape. She likes this method so much when she is pregnant with the system.
There were two households on the third floor. Qi Yan came to 301 and took out the key to open the door.
Because the original owner hooked up with too many fish, the door lock has never been replaced with a fingerprint password. The password is too easy to remember, and the key is safer.
Perhaps the sound of the key unlocking was heard by the people in the house. Before Qi Yan opened the door, the security door opened from the inside.
"Thank you." Qi Yan subconsciously thought it was Qiao Jiao and walked into the room with a smile. The next second, the smile froze on her face.
this……
Who is it again...
The man was wearing a well-tailored suit, and he had an extraordinary bearing. He seemed to be a male protagonist who had stepped out of a movie. He was mature and steady, with a smile on his face and a rather bewitching charm.
"I've been waiting for you all night, baby." His voice was full of exhaustion, but he still managed to hold on to his energy and took her hand, "Where have you been?"
Qi Yan narrowed her eyes, her mind spinning rapidly.
She felt like her CPU was about to burn out.
"Wen Qing'an." She called out from memory, "Have you been waiting here for me all day?"
"Well." Wen Qing'an squeezed her hand, "You didn't come back all night, and the phone was turned off, so I had to wait for you here."
"I remember you had a lawsuit to fight yesterday. You had to defend a criminal not guilty. Did you win the case?"
"Saving his life is already a good result." Wen Qing'an pulled her into the house, "Don't try to hide. You haven't answered my question yet. Where were you last night? Did you steal someone behind my back?" Already?"
As soon as she heard this, Qi Yan was about to explode, her head was buzzing, "I didn't, don't talk nonsense."
"Really? Let me check." Wen Qing'an smiled, pressed her shoulders, and pushed her down on the sofa gently and forcefully.