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Chapter 140: False move

They are all mysterious guests recorded in the records, and all statistics are based on property.

He signed his name gracefully on the property transfer agreement brought by the service staff at the auction.

With a gloomy face, Han Yi hugged Ye Zhiding and left the private room.

"Put this ring here for you."

Han Yi lowered his head and said in Ye Zhiding's ear.

His expression was calm, as if he was just doing the proper intimacy with the female companion beside him.

Ye Zhiding was stunned and raised his head to look at the smiling man. His eyes were as deep as ever.

As if thinking of something, Ye Zhiding gave Han Yi a deep look. "Okay."

Did he really believe her that much? He handed such a precious thing to her just like that.

"Woman, watch over me properly this time. You can leave first later. I'm going somewhere else."

Han Yi suddenly stopped and left a deep kiss on Ye Zhiding's forehead.

"Help me, watch carefully."



Century Cruise finally returned to the port after more than half an hour of traveling at sea.

The beach is even more silent at night. If the beach is desolate during the day in winter, then in the dark night, it swallows up all the emotions.

Ye Zhiding tightened the black suit covering her body, which Han Yi had given to her before leaving.

The man's figure is lean, and the suit is wide but not bulky, and it wraps the woman's body nicely in the clothes.

The cold wind was biting, raising my scattered hair.

Inexplicably feeling that she couldn't calm down no matter what, Ye Zhiding turned around every step of the way.

The cruise ship was still docked, and VIPs kept coming out of it.

But from beginning to end, Han Yi was not seen.

Ye Zhiding naturally knew the purpose of giving the ring to her.

There was trust in that look when parting, and perhaps most of all, it was warning.

Oh, if he knew that he also had the urge to seize this ring, I wonder what he would think.



"You, there are just a few of you?" Han Yi was half leaning on the inner pillar of the cruise ship.

Looking at the several masked men who suddenly appeared and surrounded him, he half-smiled.

Everything has been determined, the person in the third private room will not give up the ring so easily.

So Han Yi gave the ring to Ye Zhiding early. At that time, she was the only one by his side.

Whether she believed it or not, the ring was always better on her than on him.

"Bah bang bang, Han Yi, I underestimated you." A man wearing a silver mask walked out from behind.

Every step was controlled, and his voice was hoarse, as if he had been in the desert and had not drank water for several days.

Han Yi smiled evilly, but his eyes had no warmth.

He and the man in the silver mask looked at each other, with faint, deep pupils that seemed a little disdainful.

"Wearing a mask and pretending, don't you dare to show your true face?"

"Haha, you want to see my true face, but you are not qualified yet."

Their eyes met, and sparks seemed to fill the air.

Han Yi smiled slightly: "You are the first person to say that I am not qualified."

The sleeves of the white shirt were lifted high, revealing the slender muscles on his arms.

"You have never been qualified. I just have no interest in fighting with you."

After saying that, the man in the silver mask suddenly raised his voice.

"Hand over the ring and I'll let you go this time. Otherwise, I don't mind if the Han family has no descendants."

Han Yi was unmoved at all, and with a sudden feint, he began to attack the masked man.


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