"Go quickly. Go early and come back early. We'll wait for you to come back for dinner."
Suddenly, Lin Qianqian trembled all over.
She had never gone to the toilet just now.
The shoe factory was a bit far away from the Yan family. She came and went frequently, and there was no way she could make it in time for dinner.
He was hinting to her, he was driving her away from the Yan family.
Why?
Apart from Qi Yifeng, there is no third party present here.
Lin Qianqian's back suddenly became wet, and a bad premonition quickly hit her nerves.
Her waist was stiff, and a flash of realization flashed across her beautiful eyes.
Mr. Hao is here.
He made an appointment with Xu Shan to meet at dinner.
And the Qi Yifeng in front of him is... Mr. Hao.
"Haha..." Suddenly Qi Yifeng laughed, and slowly took two steps back. He took out a pistol from his waist and quickly pressed it against Lin Qianqian's waist. His smile instantly faded and turned into a fierce look: "What code words are you talking about? What do you think?
Don't I know? Humph, no one can leave here."
Yan Mubei pressed on the armrest of the wheelchair and shouted through gritted teeth: "Qi Yifeng!"
Lin Qianqian did not dare to turn around, feeling the cold and hard gun on her lower back pressing there so ruthlessly and dangerously.
With just one shot, she would never see the man and son in front of her again.
At this moment, she understood: "Are you Mr. Hao?"
At the same time, she saw the bodyguards patrolling in the distance approaching, walking up one level at a time.
"It seems that you know a lot of things." A smile appeared on Qi Yifeng's face again, and he looked at Yan Mubei: "Let's go inside and talk slowly."
Yan Mubei seemed to feel something, but he did not look back, but stared at Qi Yifeng.
Qi Yifeng also looked at him with a smile on his face, but the murderous aura bursting out of his eyes could not be ignored.
The bodyguards passed in front of Yan Mubei and nodded: "Young Master Yan."
Yan Mubei turned to look at them and said, "I just heard a noise from the swimming pool. Come over and take a look."
"Yes." The bodyguards left.
Qi Yifeng smiled.
Yan Mubei looked at him, remained silent, and then drove the wheelchair towards the big house.
His eyes were cold and angry, and more than anything, he was filled with regret.
He believed in Qi Yifeng wrongly.
Overlooked.
After the three people walked into the big house, Qi Yifeng took out his cell phone and pressed: "Go back to the big house right away."
After saying that, he hung up.
At this time, Yan Mubei and Lin Qianqian knew who he was talking to without even thinking.
Xu Shan.
Qi Yifeng took out the mobile phones from the two of them and threw them on the table: "Take him over to the sofa and sit down."
Lin Qianqian glared at him: "What exactly do you want to do? Why do you do this to your good friend?"
"Good friend? Don't be naive. He and I can only be enemies forever." Qi Yifeng sneered and shouted: "Stop talking nonsense and put him on the sofa."
As he spoke, he poked Lin Qianqian's head with his gun.
Lin Qianqian stumbled forward passively, and happened to meet Yan Mubei's gaze.
I saw the man nodding slightly, looking unusually calm and collected.
Lin Qianqian's fearful and worried heart calmed down inexplicably when she met those brown eyes.
She stepped forward and hugged the man's arms with both hands. Yan Mubei hugged her back and used his strength to move herself from the wheelchair to the sofa.
As soon as he sat down, Qi Yifeng stepped forward and kicked the wheelchair away with his long legs.
It kept sliding and finally stopped when it hit the wall.