It was a little bright at first, and there were a few stars scattered in the deep, pale sky.
A black private car was driving on the road. Both people in the car were silent. No one spoke anymore. Only the sound of music floated around the car.
This is "Love for You" by Leslie Cheung. Listening to the familiar melody and lyrics, Shen Qiao couldn't help turning her head and asked in surprise: "I didn't expect you to like this song too."
"Yes." Dongfang Che simply answered, but did not tell the reason. Ever since I heard her sing it last time, I have fallen in love with this song. Maybe this is the legendary Aiwujiwu.
Shen Qiao didn't ask any more questions, because at this time, sleepiness had already surged up, and he yawned very ungentlemanly. He felt really sleepy.
"You go to sleep first, I'll call you when we arrive." Dongfang Che glanced at her and said.
Shen Qiao nodded and leaned back on the chair. For some reason, he suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of security. Gradually, he closed his eyes and fell into sleep.
The car quickly arrived at Shen's house and slowly stopped not far from the gate. Dongfang Che turned his head sideways and looked at the sleeping face. He reached out and pressed the button on the back of the chair, slowly letting her sleep. Feeling more comfortable, he took off his suit jacket and covered her carefully. Looking at the bandaged wound on her hand, his handsome face sank, and then he gently walked out of the car with his cell phone.
"How's the investigation going?" Dongfang Che leaned against the car, an evil voice coming out of his perfect thin lips.
"Ye Shu asked someone to do it." William's voice came from the other end of the phone. He had just found out based on the highway video and spent a lot of contacts, "Their original target was just Shen Qiao, but it just happened that Situ Jiahui Here, we kidnapped them together."
"Ye Shu?" Dongfang Che's peach blossom eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, and he continued to ask: "What does she plan to let those people do to Shen Qiao?"
"Get rid of it directly." William said. During the investigation, he himself was shocked. How could Shen Qiao be said to be Ye Shu's biological daughter? Didn't he expect that she would hire someone to kill her own daughter? And Shen Qiao, she The fact that she was able to escape actually made me admire her with admiration.
"Whose subordinate does that leader belong to?" Dongfang Che asked coldly, his face covered with frost and a chill rising suddenly.
"It belongs to Huang Qihui's men——"
After William finished speaking, the coldness in Dongfang Che's eyes deepened. Just as he was about to speak, he saw the person in the car waking up. He didn't say anything more, hung up the phone, and leaned into the car.
"Why didn't you call me when you arrived?" Shen Qiao sat up and handed his coat to Dongfang Che, still looking a little dazed.
Dongfang Che saw that she was still awake, with a doting smile on his lips, and said, "Go back quickly and continue to catch up on your sleep."
Shen Qiao nodded. She really hadn't slept enough. She obviously felt exhausted last night, so she opened the car door and was about to walk towards the door of the villa. Just after taking two steps, an evil voice sounded - —
"Xiao Qiao." Dongfang Che's shout made Shen Qiao stop and look back at him. He got out of the car, walked towards her, handed a mobile phone to her, and said: "This mobile phone You have to carry it with you from now on. It only has my number in it. No matter when, remember to call me, just like yesterday."
From the surprised look on her face when she saw him just now, he knew that Shen Qiao didn't call him on purpose, and he might have pressed the wrong button at that time.
But after this experience, he really hoped that she would be the first to call him if anything happened in the future, so he gave her one of his spare phones.
It turned out that in his panic, what he pressed was his phone number. Shen Qiao reached out to take the phone, smiled, and said easily: "Thank you."
"You should go back quickly." After Shen Qiao said that, he quickly walked into the villa.
Looking at the disappearing back with nostalgia, Dongfang Che looked like a ferocious wolf king, with a ferocious look on his face. He immediately dialed the number just now and said in a cold voice: "Make an appointment with Huang Qihui for me immediately."
As soon as he finished speaking, he hung up the phone, quickly started the car and drove away——
Mong Kok and Yau Ma Tei are the red light districts of Hong Kong, with small nightclubs, dance halls, casinos, etc. in the area. No matter which place or city you are in, as long as you mention nightlife, you will think of an unstoppable underworld group - East Asia.
When it comes to Dong Ya, people will immediately feel horrified. They have always been sharp and uncompromising in doing things. After conquering the world with the underworld, they gradually moved towards corporate economicization and established the Kingdom of Night. However, few people have seen Dong Ya's chairman.
At this time, the sky has brightened up, and the noisy nightclub has become quieter.
In the VIP box, dark yellow covers the entire room, giving it a deep color.
I saw Huang Qihui with a gloomy face, sitting on the black leather sofa, looking coldly at the people below, his face darkened, and he said: "Su Biao, you are really getting bolder and bolder!"
Su Biao raised his scarred face and said tremblingly: "Brother-in-law, I... just want to make money."
"Earn money? I told you about that thing last time, and you are going to make the same mistake again this time?" Huang Qihui patted the armrest of the sofa hard and roared loudly.
Su Biao did not dare to speak, his face became a little pale, and he said fearfully: "Brother-in-law, we promise that there will be no next time.
"That's what you said last time." Huang Qihui glanced at him coldly. If he hadn't cared about him as his brother-in-law, he would have shot him long ago.
"Brother-in-law, my sister asked me to do this this time. She said she had already collected the money. I -"
Before Su Biao finished speaking, one of his subordinates knocked on the door, walked in, and respectfully said to Huang Qihui: "Brother Hui, Mr. Dongfang is here."
Huang Qihui immediately stood up and walked towards another box. When he walked into the box, he saw the tall figure from behind. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. As he walked, he said respectfully: "Master, I really didn't expect you to come here."
Dongfang Che's tall body stood in front of the window, looking out the window with cold eyes. His face was as green as an angel from hell. Hearing Huang Qihui's voice, he turned around slowly, his tone full of chill, "Huang Qihui , how dare you to touch my people?"
"Your people? Young Master, is there any misunderstanding in this? Even if you give me the courage, I don't dare to touch your people." Huang Qihui immediately denied it, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart, why did the young master suddenly say that? Woolen cloth?