The most regrettable thing in the world is that there is a turning distance between a man and a woman who have feelings for each other. Seeing Shangguan Wudao walking further and further away, Yan Xiaolan's heart felt a little sad for no reason, and she wanted to hold on tightly.
The feeling of being an unjust official.
"Young Master, all this garbage has been cleaned up. I hope it didn't get into your eyes." When Shangguan Wudao walked to the center of the battlefield, Yan Xiaolan saw the woman in white nodding respectfully, lightly opening her red lips, and the people around her
All the enemies had fallen into a pool of blood.
Shangguan Wudao looked at the corpses scattered on the ground, with the same cold expression on his face, as if his emotions, anger and sorrow were all insulated from him.
"I know my crime, and I am willing to accept any punishment from the young master!" Seeing that Shangguan Wudao remained silent, the woman in white thought that he was blaming her for killing people too slowly, or that she came to kill them too late.
The dead body obstructed his eyes and made him feel very uncomfortable.
In fact, Shangguan Wudao was indeed a little dissatisfied. According to his calculations, by the time he drove by, the battlefield here should have been cleared long ago.
"Forget it, where is Ye Qingwu?" Shangguan Wudao closed his eyes and calculated the plan in his heart. On the world's big stage, he is destined to be the protagonist in the future. No one, no matter what force, can stop him.
growing up.
"Thank you, Master, for not punishing me. She is over there, watching from a distance, as if she has not..." The woman in white said while pointing to the corner on the edge of the square with her finger.
Looking in the direction pointed by the woman in white, there was a beautiful figure shaking. The aristocratic temperament exuding from her body was not something that ordinary people could compare to.
With a height of 163cm, slim waist and slim legs, a very avant-garde upper body and a light black skirt, it is simply God's most perfect masterpiece.
She is Ye Qingwu, the youngest daughter of Ye Fangyuan, chairman and CEO of Yuanpan Group.
Ye Fangyuan, a native of Dongsheng District, Wenzhou City, was born in 1950. His fortune can be said to be a miracle in the history of business. Since his wife passed away in 1992, he has never remarried and has only one son.
A woman naturally became the most important part of his life.
"She is quite calm." Shangguan Wudao glanced at the beautiful figure coldly, and then walked over.
The woman in white stayed on the spot and cleaned up the corpses knowingly. The dead men's bodies were as light as feathers in her hands, which made Yan Xiaolan, who was sitting in the car, a little surprised.
"Are you okay?!" Shangguan Wudao walked up to Ye Qingwu and asked casually.
Ye Qingwu said nothing. It turned out that she was stunned by the scene just now and was not very calm. However, she, a lily that grew up in a greenhouse, was not frightened to faint after seeing such a bloody scene.
, is already a huge miracle.
"Miss Qingwu, I didn't scare you, did I?!" Shangguan Wudao's eyes suddenly flashed with tenderness, which was completely different from his indifference at the previous moment.
"Woooooo!" Ye Qingwu suddenly burst into tears and ran to Shangguan Wudao. Shangguan Wudao didn't refuse, caressing Ye Qingwu's hair with an evil smile on his face. It seemed that all of this was happening.
As he expected.
"Yeah." Ye Qingwu sobbed for a while. She, who was always arrogant, forgot everything at this moment, including her noble status. She just snuggled into Shangguan Wudao's arms ambiguously, which made Yan Xiaolan feel angry.
, kept scolding Shangguan for being dishonest: "You're a pervert, you're a thief, you're a bad guy, you take advantage of others' danger,,,"