Shang Jinzhou didn't answer. After walking through the cobblestone path, he finally stopped under the shade of a tree and turned around.
Tang Shiyu's heart skipped a beat when she looked at the man in front of her who was no less than Yan Louchuan in terms of appearance, figure, and temperament.
She couldn't believe it. Would the owner of the business really be interested in her?
Tang Shiyu subconsciously softened her demeanor and softened her tone, "Young Master Shang, what do you want from me?"
She thought, if Shang Jinzhou said he liked her, would she agree immediately?
Or do you have to be pretentious for a few moments before agreeing?
As a result, the man just glanced at her indifferently and said, "Call Leng Yan now."
Tang Shiyu was stunned for a long time, "Wha...what?"
"I asked you to call Leng Yan."
The shadow of the branches covered half of the man's face, which was a bit strange. Tang Shiyu's heart trembled for no reason.
"I do not know him."
Shang Jinzhou lit the lighter with a click and lit a cigarette, "Do you do it yourself, or should I 'help' you do it?"
"You..." At this moment, there were only two of them, and Tang Shiyu took a step back in fright.
No matter how stupid she was, she understood that Shang Jinzhou was not here to express his love to her.
But why did you bring her to such a remote place? Did you want to beat her?
She panicked and took two steps back.
Shang Jinzhou approached her slowly.
The smell of cigarettes drifted over, and the dark red fires flickered out, like flowers blooming in the dark night.
The man held the cigarette between his slender fingers. He did not smoke, but stretched it forward lazily.
The ash at the front of the cigarette seems to be falling, and the scorching temperature breaks through the cold wind and gradually approaches.
He was so tall that when his figure came over her, Tang Shiyu couldn't avoid it. She could only watch the cigarette leaning against her cheek, as if it was going to be burned in the next second.
Her body was stiff and she didn't dare to move.
"I...I said, don't disgrace me, I'll call him now!"
Tang Shiyu trembled and took out her mobile phone from her bag.
But she was so scared that her hand shook and the phone fell to the ground.
She panicked and knelt down to pick it up.
The cigarette butt burned her hair, and she immediately smelled the smell of her hair being burnt and curled.
She yelled and touched her hair randomly, "Hair, my hair! No... please, I really know how to call! Really!"
Shang Jinzhou just looked at her coldly.
Tang Shiyu finally picked up the phone, found Leng Yan's phone number, and dialed it immediately.
But there was no answer for a long time, and she was so frightened that she almost cried.
Finally, the call went through.
Tang poetry has a crying tone, "Leng... Leng Shao."
Shang Jinzhou directly snatched her mobile phone, "Leng Yan, where is Yan Er?"
The person on the other end of the phone was silent for several seconds before he responded, "Are you Shang Jinzhou?"
Shang Jinzhou did not answer.
Leng Yan suddenly laughed wildly, which looked very strange in the dark night, "Of course it was a car crash and he died. He is dead! He is too dead to die anymore!"
Hearing this, Shang Jinzhou breathed a sigh of relief.
Leng Yan's words showed that Yan Er was not on his side.
Moreover, if Yan Er was dead as he said, Leng Yan would never be so silent.
He hates the Yan family so much that he will definitely bring Yan Er's body back to the country to irritate the two elders of the Yan family.
Shang Jinzhou hung up the phone directly.
After throwing the phone to Tang Shiyu, he looked at her condescendingly and warned softly: "Follow Li Hao well and don't have any evil thoughts on Jiang Hexun. I will only be more ruthless than Yan Er. Do you understand?"