Southern women have delicate faces, tall figures, breakable skin, and slender legs.
At a casual glance, it is full of charm and charm, which makes people feel pity for them.
It is Kim Ji-won, the president of the Nanguo Chamber of Commerce.
When Ye Fan opened the door, she was quickly getting up from the bathtub, holding a towel in her hand.
But before he could put it on, his whole body was exposed to Ye Fan's sight.
Although she tried her best to keep her breathing steady, the surprise on the southern woman's pretty face still couldn't be controlled.
Then she gave a calm smile.
In the silent fight, Ye Fan's skill completely exceeded her imagination.
Just when the middle-aged man blocked Ye Fan, Chairman Jin tied up his long hair and prepared to get up from the bathtub, and then waited for work to show his power to Ye Fan.
It's just that Ye Fan's advancement was too fast. She was just halfway up, without even wrapping herself in a towel, when Ye Fan pushed open the door.
If it was a life and death duel, this mistake of losing the opportunity could easily be fatal.
She regretted that she was careless, and even more regretted that her subordinates were incompetent. As a result, she felt an unprecedented sense of frustration.
The momentum was reduced invisibly: "Ye Fan?"
When she missed a move, Jin Zhiyuan did not get angry, but calmed herself down.
She slowly stood upright and delicate body, not caring about Mark's gaze at all, then pulled the towel and slowly wrapped it: "Does my body look good?"
While she was talking, she took a pencil and rolled up the waterfall of black hair, revealing a slender, snow-white neck.
"President Kim's body is very hot and can bury many men's ambitions. Unfortunately, I am not interested."
Ye Fan slowly walked into the fragrant boudoir, looking playfully at the delicate woman in front of him: "I came here tonight just to tell you two things."
Even though he was two meters away, he could still smell the aroma of milk on the woman's body.
At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps at the door.
Dozens of southern men and women approached nervously but in an orderly manner, each holding a weapon in his hand.
In an instant, there were more than a dozen crossbows and firearms pointing at Ye Fan's back.
"Tell me two things?"
Jin Zhiyuan's pretty face showed a hint of curiosity: "I don't know what it is?"
She also waved her finger lightly, signaling her subordinates to leave. Ye Fan had the upper hand and did not take action, which meant that he would not kill her tonight.
On the contrary, if a group of subordinates start a fight, Ye Fan will go on a killing spree, and even jump over the wall to hurt himself.
Dozens of southern men and women retreated, and the door was closed.
A lonely man and a widow live together in the same room.
"The first thing is that Jin Jiuchong is crippled."
Ye Fan threw the guitar case in front of Jin Zhiyuan: "He came to kill me, but his skills were inferior to others, so I captured him."
"I can tell."
Jin Zhiyuan sat down on a sofa, then took the coffee table and made hot tea with a quick movement: "You can still find him here with his sniper rifle in your hand. Even if I don't have the brain, I can think of him being killed."
"It seems that I acted too hastily, no, I took it lightly and didn't know Mr. Ye well enough."
She readily admitted her mistake: "Master Ye's ability is beyond my imagination."
"I can't help it. Firstly, I'm not tall and powerful, and secondly, I'm not handsome and scary. You can't imagine that this is normal."
Ye Fan also sat down: "It's just that you can't imagine it, and you can't imagine it. If you stumble, you will always stumble."
Jin Zhiyuan smiled sweetly when she heard this, and she readily admitted: "Jin Jiuchong was indeed sent by me to kill you."
"Although I have no evidence to prove that you killed Park Dajie, you were present at the Taipingshan scene, and you also replaced Long Tianao as the owner of the Alisa."
"Since I can't find Pang Zhuang, I have no choice but to kill him rather than leave him to the Pu family."
"Now that Jin Jiuzhong has missed the target, and you have come to my door again, regardless of whether you are the murderer or not, I do need to give you an explanation."
"I just don't know how Master Ye wants to punish me?"
She looked at Ye Fan and smiled sweetly: "Kill me, or sleep with me?"
When she said the next few words, she also deliberately crossed her legs to outline a seductive arc.
"That's not necessary."
There was no evil thought on Ye Fan's face, so he leaned forward and said: "This involves the second thing I said."
"It was indeed me who instigated Pang Zhuang to kill Park Dajie."
"I killed one of your people, and you sent a killer to attack me again. Although it failed, we cleared both sides, okay?"
He also reached out to pick up the hot tea cup and poured himself and Jin Zhiyuan a cup each.
Jin Zhiyuan's beautiful arches were slightly straightened, and her beautiful eyes were a little solemn.
She never expected that Ye Fan would be so honest and arrogant, directly confessing that he was the real murderer of Park Dajie.
At the same time, this also gave her a hint of murderous intent.
If the answer is not good, Ye Fan may face her life and death.
And she was not completely sure of taking down Ye Fan. After all, Ye Fan even managed to take down the first shot in the South Country.
"Although Park Dajie is a playboy, he is still the nephew of the three major financial groups in the South."
Jin Zhiyuan picked up the tea and smiled sweetly: "If he is dead, things must come to a conclusion."
"Jin Jiuzhong missed the attack. This explanation cannot satisfy the Pu family."
"Even if I promise to wipe out the grudges made by Mr. Ye, it will not be possible to clear up the matter."
"Although I am the leader of the Nanguo Chamber of Commerce in Hong Kong City, I am still too small compared to the Park Group."
She showed a pitiful expression: "I hope Mr. Ye can understand Zhiyuan's difficulties."
Ye Fan laughed loudly, then looked at Jin Zhiyuan and said, "Park Dajie is indeed the nephew of the Park family, but Chairman Jin's background is even worse."
"From the information I collected, President Jin is not only the president of Hong Kong City, but also the precious granddaughter of the head of the Jin family."
"Your abilities and background are far ahead of Park Dajie."
"You have the absolute right to make the decision on this matter."
Ye Fan changed the topic: "Or, President Jin wants to fight with me in his heart?"
"President Jin thinks I didn't kill anyone because I was afraid of you?"
The main purpose of Ye Fan coming here today is not to seek peace, but to clarify the attitude of the Southern Chamber of Commerce.
He wanted to see if the other party would clear things up, or go all the way to darkness.
"Young Master Ye is really well prepared."
Hearing Ye Fan's words, Jin Zhiyuan took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "Young Master Ye has said this, and if I try to be coy, it would be too much."
"Well, I heard that Mr. Ye is also a doctor. As long as you help me cure one person..." "The matter of Park Dajie has been revealed."
"I can guarantee that no one will seek revenge on you again."
"At the same time, I will spend 100 million to make up for the shock and medical expenses you suffered today."
She approached Ye Fan with her hot face: "I wonder what Young Master Ye is thinking?"
"Treat a person?"
Ye Fan took a sip of hot tea: "One hundred million is not enough to make Chairman Jin seek medical treatment..." "Whoosh -" Jin Zhiyuan smiled sweetly: "Is it enough to add me?"
