But Ou Xiye's figure was nowhere to be seen, and the only response to her was the cold night breeze.
He left, disappearing again in order to escape himself and not to implicate himself. This feeling of powerlessness made Han Nuannuan burst into tears again.
Huo Di Yao, who was sitting in the driver's seat, saw Han Nuannuan falling to the ground. He was stunned for a moment, then immediately rushed out of the sports car, squatted beside her and asked with concern, "Nuan Nuan, how are you?" From her
With the disappointed look on his face, he probably guessed something.
"Why...why did he protect me in this way? I don't want...I don't want it!" Han Nuannuan roared, her tears like broken beads. She leaned weakly on Huo Di Yao's arms, sadly
Crying uncontrollably.
In the corner, Xuan Qijun looked at the heartbroken Han Nuannuan and couldn't help but want to rush forward, but was held back by Ou Xiye.
Ou Xiye's deep black eyes were intense, and the lines on his face were tense. He shook his head gently, quietly picked up the luggage at his feet, turned around, and walked towards the inconspicuous path. In his back, there was a trace of light.
With too much heaviness and forbearance.
Xuan Qijun looked at Han Nuannuan and then at Ou Xiye, shook his head helplessly, and then followed Ou Xiye's pace.
*The nights in Paris are particularly intoxicating, and the desires and indulgences hidden in the night become even more confusing and yearning.
In a high-end bar, deafening music resounded throughout the hall, and gorgeous lights swept around. In the middle of the dance floor, enthusiastic men and women swayed wantonly to the dynamic music, wearing heavy makeup, tube tops, short skirts, and tight-fitting clothes.
He's body swayed into the most seductive posture, sweat and passion flowing freely in this feverish night.
"Miss Huo, are you having fun tonight?" I saw a fashionably dressed man hugging An Caijia tightly. He sprayed warm breath into her ears and caressed her unscrupulously with his big hands.
Round buttocks.
"Not bad!" An Caijia caressed the man's handsome face, smiled coquettishly and broke away from his arms. She panted and returned to her booth, then sunk her body tiredly into the soft sofa.
Most of the men and women who come here to express their passion are empty and lonely inside. Under the dim lights, you can see men and women who want to be close to each other everywhere, and you can even hear waves of ambiguous breathing accompanied by music.
An Caijia likes this occasion very much, because only in this noise and vanity can she forget herself, the shame and the way she has lived in the past few years. Although she misses such a place, she still can't forget it.
It's not casual. According to her principles, apart from the man she loves, the only person who can make her sacrifice her body is a man who is of value.
But at this moment, there was an inexplicable heat in her body, and a strong desire seemed to devour her. In front of her eyes, Ou Xiye's handsome face passed by like a revolving lantern. She smiled bitterly and shook her head.
She drank the whiskey in front of her in one gulp and stood up unsteadily. However, just as she was about to take a step, her wrist was grabbed by the man who had been sticking to her side. "Miss Huo, where are you going?"
"Toilet!" She glanced at him contemptuously, shook off her wrist, and swayed towards the bathroom. The man behind her locked her back tightly with his eyes, drank the whiskey in front of him, and then
, also followed.
Standing in front of the sink, An Caijia turned on the faucet and kept pouring cold water on her face, trying to use this stimulation to relieve the heat on her body. After she felt a little more comfortable, she raised her head and looked at the beautiful face in the mirror.
God. This face is stunning, but it has a sinister side to it, especially those eyes that don’t know when they started to become less pure and pure than before.
Is this where she lost to Han Nuannuan? She hated Han Nuannuan's pure and innocent cheeks so much that she couldn't help but hate her whenever she thought of her!
Suddenly, a figure behind her hugged her waist tightly, and then her mouth was tightly covered, and the figure dragged her into the women's restroom.
"Is it you?" An Caijia stared at the person in front of her in surprise, recognizing that he was the man who had been clinging to her and showing her kindness tonight.
"Miss Huo, I have admired you for a long time. Let's get to know each other better tonight!" The blond man with blue eyes had a sinister smile on his lips. As he spoke, he pressed her against the partition behind him and leaned over.
His lower body captured her red lips.
"Shit!" An Caijia raised her feet angrily and went to hit the man, but the next moment she was clamped tightly by his legs. The man's tall body suppressed her to death, and he kneaded her wantonly with his big hands.
The softness of the chest.
An Caijia wanted to struggle, but was shocked to find that her body actually enjoyed his touch, and even eagerly wanted more.
She didn't expect that people here would be bold enough to drug her after knowing her identity as Miss Huo's!
"Well..." She couldn't help moaning excitedly, and unknowingly, the man took off her sexy and naked clothes. The man looked at her blurred eyes and crimson cheeks, and the sneer on the corners of his lips grew stronger.
, spread her legs with his knees, straightened his waist and rushed into her mysterious zone.
The sudden fullness of her body made An Caijia's facial features distort, but that feeling made her feel an indescribable stimulation. She gasped and had no time to react. The man was like a clockwork machine.
, hitting her sexy body hard again and again.
She slowly moved up to meet him, moaning wildly and following the man's undulating rhythm.
An hour later, the man buttoned up his shirt, zipped up his trousers, glanced at An Caijia, who was still confused, turned around and left. An Caijia's naked body slowly moved down along the partition, a sneer on her red lips,
Ridiculous, cold, and yet sad.
It seems that her body cannot be cleaned no matter how hard it is, and all this is thanks to Han Nuannuan and Ou Xiye. This hatred has reached a level that even killing them will not let go!
*In the hotel, Nian Fan and Mu Zhilan were sitting on the sofa, and the atmosphere was so tense that it was suffocating.
Nian Fan rubbed his chin with his chubby little hand, raised his clear eyes and looked at the anxious Mu Zhilan in front of him, and asked: "Aunt Xiaolan, do you know why my daddy sent mommy away?"
Mu Zhilan was startled for a moment and shook her head helplessly. She had been feeling uneasy about Jun and Ou Xiye suddenly coming out of Solomon, and now Ou Xiye insisted on pushing Han Nuannuan to Huo Diyao's side.
This confirmed what she was thinking - they must be controlled by Freon.
"Has Uncle Xuan mentioned anything to you?" Nian Fan's sharp black eyes locked onto Mu Zhilan for an instant, accurately capturing the anxious emotion on her face.
Mu Zhilan hesitated, then raised her head to look at Nian Fan, and boldly expressed her thoughts, "Nian Fan... I feel that Jun and your dad are controlled by Freon!"
"Aunt Xiaolan, to be honest, I also think there is something fishy about Daddy and Uncle Xuan leaving Solomon." Nian Fan had already had doubts in his heart. He must be trying to detect Xuan Qijun through Mu Zhilan
No matter what, it seems that Xuan Qijun is obviously hiding something from her.
Mu Zhilan's eyebrows were tightly knitted, and her face was filled with sadness. She thought as she spoke: "Freon is cruel and ruthless, and he never uses any means to achieve his goals. In order to monopolize the global economy, the biggest stumbling block for him is the Ou family and the Xuan family.
And M-G Group, now the presidents of two of the groups are in his hands, how could he let them go so easily. The only explanation is that he is already confident enough to contain them!"
"You seem to know him very well?" Nian Fan narrowed his black eyes, his words carrying deep meaning.
Mu Zhilan was startled. She knew that to2 basically knew everything, and she was afraid that her identity had already been exposed in front of this kid who seemed ignorant of the world, but was actually very thoughtful. She took a deep breath and spoke in a low voice:
"I believe you already know that my true identity is the former killer of Solomon!"
Nian Fan was not surprised, but there was a kind of relief on his face that the grudge had been eliminated. He smiled softly and said, "Aunt Xiaolan, everyone has a past that they don't want to be mentioned again, so let's keep it deep in our hearts.
."
Is this really what a five-year-old said?!
Mu Zhilan stared blankly at Nian Fan in front of her. She didn't know whether she was shocked or moved. But now was not the time to be sad for the autumn and for the spring. Her face returned to worry, but Nian Fan's bold guess came to her ears.
Gu, "Aunt Xiaolan, based on your understanding, what means will Freon use to control people who want to kill but cannot kill for the time being?"
Mu Zhilan pondered, and the disgusting faces of Freon and Juesha came to her mind again. When she thought of the desperate days of being tortured and oppressed by them, her face instantly turned pale. She gritted her teeth and spoke.
: "It's nothing more than coercion and inducement, but the result is poison!"
Use poison! This terrible word suffocated the two of them. Mu Zhilan was startled and looked at Nian Fan with wide eyes, "Could it be..."
Nian Fan's eyes were intense, and his thin pink lips lightly lifted, "This can explain why daddy sent mommy away!" Daddy must be planning for mommy's future and leaving her in Huo Di Yao.
By his side, firstly, Solomon's people would be afraid that m-g would not take any action against them for the time being, and secondly, they also found someone for Mommy who they could trust and trust.
Mu Zhilan also suddenly realized that the questions she had been worried about had been answered, but she could not be happy. Instead, she was shrouded in deeper worries. When she thought of Xuan Qijun hiding this pain from herself, she was burdened with this pain alone.
She felt anxious and angry. She said angrily: "I want to ask Jun to find out!" After saying that, she immediately took out her mobile phone and dialed a series of numbers.
Nian Fan looked at her, pursed his thin pink lips, and felt worried in his heart.
But half a minute later, Mu Zhilan fell down on the sofa in despair. Nianfan was startled, "Aunt Xiaolan, what's wrong?"
"He... turned off his phone!" Mu Zhilan spoke weakly, her throat feeling as if someone was strangling her.