The assistant standing next to the man reached out and pushed his eyes, and reminded in a deep voice: "The meeting is about to start. Look..."
"Did you hear anything?"
Lu Yan turned his gaze, with a somewhat distant look in his eyes, revealing extraordinary dignity and vaguely showing his innate domineering power. It seemed that the poisonous sunshine was dimmed.
"Uh, voice?" The assistant raised his eyebrows in surprise and shook his head in a funny manner.
Was he hallucinating?
Lu Yan listened carefully and found nothing happened.
He smiled secretly, it seemed that he really wanted to catch that little woman!
"Nothing, let's go!" After giving the order, Lu Yan closed the car door and left steadily.
The assistant turned his head and glanced in the direction Lu Yan was looking at just now, then turned his face again, looked at Lu Yan who was walking away, said "Hey", and hurriedly chased after him...
The other side.
Ye Jinghan, who was trying to escape, was covered by a sudden black shadow.
She struggled in panic, but the man's arms were like iron pliers, holding her tightly and unable to break free at all.
And just when she thought she was really in trouble this time, she saw several other men in black descending from the sky, climbing over the high walls on both sides of the alley, surrounding the people who had just been chasing her, and beating them up in an orderly manner.
Dayton.
The man who was beaten cried for his father and mother until his mouth was full of blood and his teeth were all over the floor.
"Wait for the other minions to catch up and clean up together before setting up the scene. Remember to call the police!" The low voice was as gentle as a computer command: "I'll take the lady away first. I don't want her to see too many bloody scenes.
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After a pause, he reached for Ye Jinghan's mobile phone, held it with one hand, and threw it casually on the ground, falling apart...
*
The afterglow of the setting sun fell on the floor of the room through the milky white curtains.
Ye Jinghan opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling, his mind still in chaos.
"Are you awake, Hanhan?"
Hanhan?!
This affectionate nickname reminded her of her mother.
She vaguely remembered that when she was a child, her mother always used that gentle and quiet voice to call her gently, "Han Han... Han Han..."
Mechanical diversion of sight.
I saw an energetic old man sitting in the middle of the sofa, with gray hair on his temples, but his extraordinary demeanor could not be developed in a day or two.
That is the unique courage of people who always occupy high positions!
"You...saved me?"
After a quick search in his mind, Ye Jinghan was convinced that he did not know this old man.
The reason why she thought that the old man saved her was because she recalled the actions of the man in black who almost choked her to death. There was only one feeling left.
She felt that the old man would not hurt her, but she couldn't figure out why he wanted to save her and how he knew someone was going to harm her.
The old man put down the newspaper in his hand, stood up and walked closer.
He acquiesced to her guess and smiled kindly: "Aze is a bit harsh. My child, please lie down and rest for a while!"
"No need, except for a little pain on the back of the neck, there should be no sequelae of concussion or anything like that." Ye Jinghan stretched out his hand to press his neck, raised his eyes to look at the old man who was staring at her, the muscles at the corners of his mouth stiffened slightly, and then raised another question
He smiled politely and asked quietly: "Can you tell me who you are? Or, tell me the reason why you saved me!"
The old man raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at her with more and more playful eyes.
It was as if he was looking at another person through her.
"Has anyone ever told you that you look a lot like your mother?"
The old man retracted his gaze that made Ye Jinghan feel uncomfortable, and then took out a voice recorder from his suit pocket. He raised his eyes and looked at Ye Jinghan again with a heavy expression on his face: "Son, in fact, your mother's death was man-made!"
