The night is as bright as ink.

When Yun Yiren woke up, she found that her limbs were tied and her eyes were even covered. She felt that her head was heavy and she felt even more painful.

"Who?" she asked with a frown.

There was a reply, the room was very big.

It must be not Ning Wangran's person. She is not familiar with the place in Los Angeles, so no one will kidnap her. Could it be...

"Sikong Lingchuan?"

Responding to her was a sneer, and then a black shadow was pressing on her head, and the cold object was pressed against her cheek, "Yun Yiren?"

It was the voice of a strange man. It was not Sikong Lingchuan.

"Who are you? Why did you arrest me? What are your intentions to arrest me!" He actually knew her name.

"Shh. Girl, be quieter and gentler, so that it will be loved." The man gently cut open the black cloth covering her eyes with a dagger.

Yun Yiren's gaze suddenly became clear, and she saw clearly the man standing in front of her.

The man was wearing a dark bathrobe, with chestnut hair and a sapphire ear diamond on his left ear. His facial features were exquisite and mixed-race, especially his amber eyes, which looked as if they were a clear spring in the lake.

Yun Yiren was sure that he had never seen him, "Are you?"

The man curled his lips and played with the dagger. There was no light in the room, only the wall lamp not far away was left. It shone behind him, and he was like a demon hiding in the darkness, "Guess."

"Don't pretend to be a fool! Who are you?"

"I, you don't know me."

"Do you know me?" She was confident in this sentence. Suddenly, she thought of something, and her voice suddenly became cold, "I guess you know Sikong Lingchuan?"

She was confused, and Yan Zhiyun had used that fragrance on her before, so she was very familiar with that fragrance.

The man raised his eyebrows, his tone was crazy and absurd, "Who is Sikong Lingchuan? I don't know you. It's not three minutes before you caught you. During this period, I saw you call him two or three times. I guess the man named Sikong Lingchuan is your old lover?"

Yun Yiren stared at him, "You are lying, you must know Sikong Lingchuan. The mystery/drug I used, Yan Zhiyun, who was beside Sikong Lingchuan, had used it on me, and the dagger pattern on your hand. I have seen Sikong Lingchuan's dagger also had this totem engraved on it."

The man clapped his hands and looked at her with admiration for a moment, "You are very smart, it's a pity that the person who shouldn't fall in love with you has fallen in love with you."

It’s indeed Sikong Lingchuan’s person!

Yun Yiren gritted her teeth.

Seeing his attitude, he came to catch her without telling it.

"Sikong Lingchuan already knows that I am in the United States. If you are not good to me, you will also want to live."

Yun Yiren's words made the man laugh, "Do you think he will kill me because of you?"

"yes--"

"You're so kind of a little bit. But do you know who I am?"

Yun Yiren looked at his face carefully, and it was not like Sikong Lingchuan, so he ruled out that they were brothers. "I don't know, but I can see that you and I are in Sikong Lingchuan's heart. I want it."

"Do you say you're narcissistic or overestimate your own weight in his heart?"

"Tell me, what do you want to do when you arrest me?" She was a little impatient. After all, he arrested her and did not kill her directly. I guess she had something to ask for. She was not a fool, so she naturally knew his purpose.

The man sat in front of her with his high-back chair, putting his hands on him, "How about we have a deal?"

"Just like your hospitality?"

The man's eyes signaled the bodyguard standing behind her to loosen her. After the bondage was untied, Yun Yiren touched the wrist of the red man, and said coldly, "I won't have a deal with the people of Sikong Lingchuan. Sikong Lingchuan and I won't have any intersection, so you found the wrong person."

"oh?"

Yun Yiren glanced at him faintly, "You know my name, I must have heard someone say it. And if you arrest me, you were also instructed by someone. Of course, it was not Sikong Lingchuan."

When the man heard this, he laughed and suddenly became more curious about her, "You are very smart, but you guessed something wrong."

Yun Yiren looked at him in confusion.

"I'm not being instructed by anyone."

"I believe Sikong Lingchuan has already known my situation these days since I was in the United States. When you know where I am, you can start to find me first." Yun Yiren sat down and analyzed to him, "Are you saying I'm right?"

"right."

"What is your relationship with Yan Zhiyun?"

The man was surprised and then curled his lips, "I have nothing to do with her, but I have a lot to do with you."

"With me?" Yun Yiren was even more puzzled, "What does it have to do with you? What do you want to say?"

"You can guess."

Yun Yiren didn't have the heart to guess, but as he watched him speak a series of pure English and his accent here, he must be a local, "Do you know Sikong Lingchuan?"

He didn't hide it, "Well, I know you."

"Then you caught me and wanted to attract him?"

"No hurry, you will know why I'm going to catch you here later." He stood up and gestured to the dagger. A sharp light flashed on his face, making his delicate face look deeper, "My name is Fu Yanchen, Chinese."

In the next sentence, he spoke Chinese, which was more fluent than English.

Yun Yiren looked at him with frown.

Fu Yanchen curled his lips and smiled playfully, "You can guess what my relationship with you."

Looking at Yun Yiren's innocent face, he didn't tease her and left the room and asked the people outside to take care of her.

After Fu Yanchen left, Yun Yiren sat on the chair, very confused.

Who is he? Why do you think he knows her? The relationship between the two is quite good, but she is really sure she doesn't know her.

After coming out, Fu Yanchen lit a cigarette by the window in the corridor and smoked for half of it. Then the bodyguard rushed over and said a few words in his ear. He raised his eyebrows, knocked out the cigarette, and left with the bodyguard.

His location is actually not far from the hospital, just in a hotel a few streets next to the private hospital.

Fu Yanchen, who left the hotel, got into the car parked outside. The car did not drive away as soon as possible, but there were several bodyguards guarding outside, as if there were some big shots talking inside.

Sikong Lingchuan was sitting in the car. His face was cold, and neon lights shone in, half of his face disappeared.

"What can you, a busy man, take the time to see me?" Fu Yanchen crossed his legs, smiling casually and flamboyantly.

"Where are hers?"

"who?"

Sikong Lingchuan looked at him with displeased eyes, "You still want to pretend to be stupid for me?"
Chapter completed!