CEO, Let's Get Married

Lin yue'er put it on his chest and heard his steady heartbeat, again and again, which had a hypnotic effect.

She slowly closed her eyes and murmured, "have you found Yan Xiaojun?"

Referring to that woman, Gu xicen's face was a rare gas of killing, faint and ready to burst out. But his voice was calm, "well."

He knows Lin yue'er very well. No matter how her character changes, her kind nature will never change.

This is what he cherishes most. He doesn't want her to change. Therefore, those bad, gray and cruel things are left to him to do well. Just as in those days, he was willing to be a shadow killer in order to take care of his family.

"What have you done to her?" she asked softly. There was a trace of uncertainty in her tone. Even, she was not sure whether Yan Xiaojun was still alive.

As if he could see through what she thought in her heart, Gu xicen replied, "she's still alive."

His eyes were cold.

When Lin yue'er heard this, she was silent.

I'm afraid she and Yan Xiaojun will be involved in this life. Although she hates this cold-blooded woman, she will never be as crazy as she is, and she doesn't want to dirty Xi Cen's hands because of her. So, fortunately, she is still alive, but that doesn't mean she will let go.

She said, "Xi Cen, I'll call the police when I get back."

"She has the appraisal report of the judicial organ and has no capacity for criminal responsibility." Gu xicen said faintly, "she had planned all this long before she did those things."

Lin yue'er frowned, which was really Yan Xiaojun's style.

Don't want her to worry about it, Gu Xi Cen reached out and stroked her face, "let me handle it."

"But..." what she wanted to say, he smiled gently, "I won't kill her."

Lin yue'er smiled when she got his promise, and then snuggled up to his chest, "don't want you to kill her, doesn't mean I'm generous enough to ignore the past."

"I understand."

Lin yue'er closed her eyes and nestled in his arms. "What about zero? I heard from Misha that you caught him."

Seeing that she was too sleepy to open her eyes, he smiled, "all right, don't worry. I'll handle the rest."

"Oh ~" she lengthened her voice, and then there was no more sound.

These days, she hasn't slept well, especially last night in Wuxing mountain. This time, she just wants to have a good sleep and be with him. Similarly, Gu xicen didn't sleep for a few days. He was unconscious and sank into dream fragrance.

This sleep, they slept until the evening.

The cruise ship sailed on the sea all day. The night fell and the stars were bright.

The night on the sea has a unique beauty of emptiness and solitude. A bright moon emits clear light and spreads it all over the sea, like dazzling pearls, gorgeous and soft.

Atto stood there with a bandage on his forehead and a board on his arm, looking at the sea, strangely calm.

Someone came behind him. He didn't look back. He didn't seem to hear.

"Have a drink?" mien handed a can of beer. Atto turned back and took it, but he didn't let go. Mien smiled, opened it for him and handed it over again.

"Thank you," he said in a deep voice, raised his head and drank a whole can of beer.

Mien stared at him and said, "what are you going to do?"

Atto was silent for a moment. Instead of answering his question, he turned and asked, "is zero here?"

"Well," said mien straightforwardly without hiding from him, "I was badly beaten. I'm afraid that hand is useless."

Atto lowered his head, his eyes dimmed, and spoke for a long time, "he shouldn't be like this."

Mien gave him a deep look. He still admired this man, especially for Xiaoyue. He was almost killed by zero. Several of them had discussed in private. Was it because he fell in love with Xiao Yue that he would work so hard?

When a person is willing to fight his life to save you, his motivation is no longer important. How many people in the world are willing to give their most precious things to others? Even if he really likes Xiaoyue, he deserves their admiration for his courage. Even Xi Cen won't have any opinion on it.

However, he is also from Yucheng. According to the data, he followed zero long ago and has been trying his best to help him fight the world for so many years. This loyalty can't be ignored. If he proposes to take zero as a condition for saving Xiaoyue, it's really difficult. Therefore, mien also wanted to test his mind.

"Hehe, my original dream was to be a painter. Who would have thought that I would do this? Just as we can't choose our origin, the future is unpredictable."

Atto turned to face him. "I want to see him."

It seemed that he had expected that he would make this request. Mien smiled with low eyes, "no problem."

Now it's Arto's turn to be a little surprised. "Aren't you afraid I'll save him?"

"Hehe, we believe those who Xiaoyue believes."

Atto looked a little moved and didn't say anything. He followed him away from the deck, down the stairs and came to the cabin. The desert Eagles were guarding there. When he saw mien, he was very respectful to him. Anyway, they are No.3 on the list. They only admire the strong ones who are stronger than themselves!

Meen whispered a few words to the brothers. They nodded and walked away.

Mien smiled at Atto. "He's in there. Here's the key. You can talk as long as you want." he generously gave Atto the key.

Atto was stunned, as if he could not fully adapt to the trust to this extent.

This is completely different in Yucheng and around zero. There is full of suspicion and intrigue all the time. But these people are different. They believe him so easily and indulge so much!

Atto took a deep breath and silently took the key“

Mien smiled, "come to me again if you have something to do. Oh, by the way, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is mien. I'm Xiaoyue's boyfriend."

"Atto."

"Hehe, I know."

After mien left, ATO looked at the door in front of him, twisted his eyebrows, and finally opened the door.

When he saw the man inside, his expression changed and his eyebrows frowned.

Zero bullets were taken out, and the wound had been bandaged. Maybe it was because of too much blood loss, he looked haggard. His face was ugly, and his clothes looked a little embarrassed. But the hunting light in his eyes never changed.

"Arto, I knew you would come here to find me," he said, in a casual tone, always determined.

"I want to see if you need any help." Arto looked much calmer.