The blackening value of the god girl has exploded

Chapter 9 I'm doing okay, poor boy

"Have you got a solution?" Song Yueru looked at him, and she was overjoyed. After all, Jiang Fu was a man of skill to get to where he is today. If he had an idea in his mind, he would have nothing to worry about.

Jiang Fu didn't answer any more, just said: "Just don't worry."

Song Yueru pursed her lips and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

inside the house.

Lie Yang saw many cars driving out of the villa through the window.

He hissed, and couldn't help running over to Xie Hansheng, "Young master, how do you know that Jiang Fu and his wife will definitely send someone to chase Miss Zhu back? Although it's not safe for the little girl to go out at night, it's not too late. Use so many people to find it. I usually see that they don't pay much attention to Miss Zhu."

He was full of doubts, bewildered from the bottom of his heart.

Xie Hansheng narrowed his eyes and said in a mocking voice, "If there is any reason, of course it is profitable."

"Profitable?" Lie Yang rubbed his chin and suddenly smiled, "But young master, don't forget, we checked the information on this little girl before, isn't she just an ordinary girl from a small remote place in Beiyu? She wants money No money, no power, nothing special except being nervous."

"It's really neurotic, there's nothing special about it." Xie Hansheng looked at him coldly, "It's just someone who can make you cry and lie on the ground and call you aunt."

Lie Yang smiled instantly, and said embarrassingly: "I was subdued tactically, so didn't I find out later that she was a professionally trained thug...Huh? Professional?"

He realized something belatedly, and suddenly looked at Xie Hansheng, "Why does the little girl who has lived in Beiyu for more than ten years go through professional training?!"

Xie Hansheng didn't bother to look at him anymore, obviously he disliked his slow response.

Who knows, Lie Yang was afraid of being sorry for his disgust, clapped his hands immediately, and suddenly realized: "There must be some expert hiding there where she lives! Then teach her!"

"..." Xie Hansheng stood up unbearably, and kicked him on the leg unceremoniously, "Brain is a good thing, but it's a pity you don't have one."

After speaking, regardless of how the other party wailed, he took his coat and went out.

Lie Yang patted his feet and followed, and said anxiously: "Is what I said wrong? Eh... why are you going, young master?"

Xie Hansheng curled the corners of his mouth, his handsome and cold face, he didn't know what he was thinking of, and suddenly he said wickedly, with strong anticipation, "Go to the living room and wait for the good show."

At this moment, Zhu Xue didn't realize that she had been pushed into the pit by that sick man.

Not long after she left the villa, a black Bentley suddenly crossed in front of her without warning.

The lights on the side of the road hit the car window, illuminating a hazy and clean side face.

The man has short dark brown hair, is wearing a white sweater, and has thin and beautiful hands casually resting on the steering wheel. His whole body exudes a lazy and leisurely atmosphere, like a young man who has run away from home. He is unruly and uncomfortable.

He stared ahead, and smiled a little, "How are you doing when you leave us, poor boy?"

There are few cars on the quiet road.

As it should be, such a tone sounds even more joking.

Looking at this face, Zhu Xue didn't seem surprised, and even showed an expression of finally waiting for him.

But after listening to what this man said, he frowned immediately, and said with a gloomy expression, "Lin Shu, are you courting death?"

(End of this chapter)