Then, he brushed the hair from her forehead, and with deep love, gently placed a kiss between her eyebrows.
Then he quietly stood up, adjusted his clothes casually, looked at her softly, and then walked out of the room gracefully and calmly.
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In the study, Pei Wen had been standing here waiting.
Shangguan Chen, who had not slept all night, sat on the sofa with a tired look on his face and said nothing.
"Master Chen, it's been taken care of," Pei Wen said.
"What's the result?" Shangguan Chen looked sad.
Pei Wen had a serious look on his face and said respectfully, "The Italian man is a habitual thief. He confessed with his own words that he was a Chinese woman. He gave him a large sum of money and asked him to abscond and ask him to... rape the young mistress."
There was a strange and terrifying aura flowing throughout the room, making people shudder.
Shangguan Chen felt a stab in his heart when he heard this. He frowned, his deep eyes revealed a strong murderous intent, and his voice was like Satan in hell, extremely cold, "Who is it?"
Pei Wen broke into a cold sweat in his heart, swallowed his saliva, lowered his head and respectfully explained in Shangguan Chen's ear.
Shangguan Chen's face became even more ugly when he heard this. At this time, he no longer had the usual heart-thumping softness, and his whole body was filled with a thick coldness.
He nodded, and there was a long silence.
The whole room was filled with a dangerous atmosphere, which made people feel very depressed.
Shangguan Chen sat stiffly on the sofa. He was surprisingly calm, and Pei Wen couldn't help but feel the smell of a storm.
Looking at Shangguan Chen who was so quiet and strange in front of him, Pei Wen knew that he was in great danger at this time.
It's like the calmness of a storm. Once it breaks out, I'm afraid the whole world will change.
He stood up, slowly walked to the window and stood there, looking at everything outside the window, frowning and thinking.
After a long time, his voice slowly came out, "Follow my instructions..."
Immediately, Pei Wen quickly stepped forward.
Shangguan Chen lowered his head and whispered in his ear...
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The moment Han Zhiyan slowly opened her eyes, her eyes were confused at first. The sunlight shone through the curtains, making her feel uncomfortable and continued to close her eyes again.
My mind was still hazy, and everything from last night returned to my mind in an instant.
A wretched man?
Thinking of this, Han Zhiyan was startled and opened her eyes.
Only then did he realize that he was in another room, his heartbeat was beating very hard, fear suddenly emerged, and his face began to turn pale.
Han Zhiyan hugged the quilt anxiously and huddled up into a ball, looking at the ceiling with slightly frightened eyes.
It seemed that Shangguan Chen came back to save me last night. When I was in coma, I seemed to hear his soft voice.
Thinking of this, Han Zhiyan felt a little relieved in her heart. She moved slightly and looked around, looking for Shangguan Chen.
"Zhiyan, are you awake?"
A voice slowly sounded in her ears, with a gentle and charming tone. It was not Shangguan Chen's voice.
Han Zhiyan raised her eyes and saw Xintong who looked nervous.
Han Zhiyan frowned slightly and her eyes began to panic. For some reason, she saw an unknown smile on Xintong's nervous face.
Is it an illusion? Han Zhiyan's heart suddenly became confused.
Xintong ignored Han Zhiyan's shocked look, raised her hand, grabbed Han Zhiyan's hand, and then smiled slightly, "Zhiyan, you finally woke up, but did you scare me?"
Han Zhiyan subconsciously wanted to retract her hand, but she held it tightly.