Early the next morning, the sea breeze blowing from the pier was extremely cool, and the waves not far away were cascading, hitting the coast again and again.
A luxury yacht moored at the pier.
A large open-air umbrella was set up on the deck. Under the umbrella were placed transparent tables and chairs made of crystal. A young man in black clothes lazily leaned on the chair, his eyes unknowingly distracted.
Suddenly there were rapid footsteps on the deck.
A man in black clothes, black trousers and sunglasses walked up to Gong Jingling, looked at Gong Jingling who was sleeping, and whispered: "The twelve nobles are here."
Hearing the sound, Gong Jingling raised his eyes, his eyes wandered for a moment, the corners of his lips raised a faint arc, he picked up the steaming teacup beside him without paying much attention, and took a sip with his thin lips, all elegant manners.
Showing the unique temperament of young people.
As if he had been thinking about it for a long time, he said: "Let them come in and entertain them well."
"yes."
The man in black answered with great respect and left quickly.
The beautiful young man looked at the azure sea, his eyes were gloomy, and he didn't know the color of his angular face.
...
...
Behind the rocks on both sides of the pier.
A man and a woman were sneaking behind a huge rock and watching every move on the pier. The girl was dressed in white casual clothes, and the sea breeze blew the girl's long hair into chaos. The boy on the side was dressed in standard black clothes, but his face was like a monster.
It is extremely solemn.
Finally, there was movement at the pier.
I saw three black Bentley cars driving slowly on the avenue not far from the pier, and finally stopped at the entrance to the yacht. The three high-end Bentley cars stopped at the same time, and the doors opened.
Several handsome young men with different styles came out of the car.
The leader was the leader of the twelve nobles, Sheng Yujing, who was as handsome as a banished immortal. Behind him came Bei Yinzhe, Chen Ziluo, Chen Ziwei, Bei Yinche...
"Why are they here?"
An Xiaoruo saw Sheng Yujing and Bei Yinzhe at first sight and was confused for a moment.
"I guess I'm negotiating with Gong Jingling."
Yin Qianshang replied.
"Isn't this dangerous?"
An Xiaoruo was about to have a headache now. He originally wanted to talk to Gong Jingling to make it clear, but he didn't expect that all twelve nobles came. Wasn't this deliberately causing trouble!!
"Don't worry, Sheng Yujing and the others won't come without preparation."
Yin Qianshang actually admired Sheng Yujing more. As the head of the twelve nobles, how could Sheng Yujing come to die? As the old saying goes, don't fight an unprepared battle.
"..."
When An Xiaoruo looked again, in the car at the back, Sheng Yuye's handsome face actually appeared in An Xiaoruo's sight. Behind him was Bei Yinzhe. Sheng Yuye was sitting in a wheelchair.
Yin Zhe was pushing from behind. Seeing the pale face, An Xiaoruo couldn't control her emotions and didn't dare to look over. She was afraid of being seen by Sheng Yuye.
"How could they...how could they bring Ye."
Yin Qianshang glanced at the group of people on the pier, his eyes fell on the uneasy An Xiaoruo, and said quietly: "Do you think Sheng Yuye may not care about Sheng Yujie when he gets into trouble?"