"Do we... know each other?" Han Beier asked doubtfully in the young man's beautiful but weird smile.
"No!" There is still a faint smile on the young man's beautiful lips.
"Really... don't you know me?" Han Beier stared at his beautiful dark eyes and looked inquiringly, but she only saw his dark pupils like night.
It is as deep as the night, as charming as the night, but also as elusive as the night...
"Are you... Dark Night Lord?" This is the only name that Han Beier can think of at this moment.
The only people who can respectfully call Bai Hu and Ye Wu, who are outstanding in their own right, "masters" are the clean, beautiful and heavenly young men in front of them!
"Yes!" He looked at her with a charming curve on his lips.
"I'll pay back Bai Hu's money!" Han Beier said anxiously
I don’t know why, but the young man who is as beautiful as a summer flower makes Han Beier feel an inexplicable sense of oppression.
Although he was smiling, with a charming and beautiful smile, Han Beier always felt that there was an evil, malicious, and mocking feeling emanating from his body, which made her feel uneasy.
What if he really has ill intentions towards her?
She can't get out of here no matter what!
Han Beier began to regret her recklessness in her heart. She shouldn't have come here easily. It would have been better if she had sent one of Fang Zhong's men to pay back the money.
Sooner or later, she will be killed by her unwillingness to be lonely and her playful and noisy temperament!
"Just give me the money back," An Yejue said amidst Han Beier's anxiety.
"Give it back to you?" Han Beier looked at him, "But... Bai Hu lent me the money!"
An Yejue chuckled, "Even the white tiger is mine, not to mention his money?"
Han Beier tilted her head and thought for a moment, "That's right!"
Han Beier reached out to touch the money, but all of a sudden it was empty.
The bag on my shoulder disappeared somewhere!
Han Beier has never been in the habit of going out with a bag.
She thought it was too troublesome and unrestrained
What's more, ever since she was eight years old, and as long as she can remember, she has always been surrounded by people when she goes out. Whatever she needs, someone will take care of it for her, so she doesn't need to worry.
The clothes she wore today had no pockets, so she had to pick out a bag from the daily necessities Dongfang Ao had prepared for her before going out. The small bag was decorated with gold threads and pearls, and it just matched the pearl blouse she was wearing.
——But when did you disappear?
When I just paid the taxi driver, he was still there!
