The Mercedes-Benz convoy drove slowly and arrived at the bustling streets of the Bund.
Flashing neon lights adorn the entire Western European-style Bund Street.
This is known as the most prosperous area in Shanghai.
Countless tourists come in an endless stream.
This is also known as the most expensive place in Shanghai.
Every inch of land is valuable.
With housing prices starting at 300,000 per square meter, this place... has become the most sought-after golden zone in China.
Qiu Yiren put on Chen Zongheng's suit jacket and slowly stepped out of the Mercedes-Benz.
The hot summer night still has a hint of heat.
She walked through the crowded crowd and slowly walked up the steps of the Bund Landscape Avenue.
Behind him, dozens of bodyguards followed closely behind him.
Drive away the crowd around her.
After all, this is a female CEO of a group worth hundreds of billions.
Her safety is very important.
"You guys, wait for me in the car."
Qiu Yiren turned her head and said to the bodyguards.
She wanted to be alone and didn't want to be disturbed.
"Miss...but there are too many people at the scene..." the bodyguard leader Yang Feng said solemnly.
Indeed, places like this with noisy crowds are most likely to be dangerous.
"I'll accompany her." At this moment, Chen Zongheng, who was behind him, slowly stepped forward with a cigarette in his mouth.
Seeing Mr. Chen step forward, the group of bodyguards calmed down a little.
After all, Mr. Chen's skills are terrifying and extraordinary.
If Mr. Chen is accompanying him, then there should be no problem with the eldest lady's safety.
So the bodyguards slowly retreated, returned to the Mercedes-Benz, and waited quietly.
Qiu Yiren leaned gently against the guardrail of the landscape avenue, letting the breeze from the Huangpu River blow through her long hair.
The Huangpu River in the dark night is still bustling with traffic.
The night cruise ship is decorated with colorful lights and sails slowly on the Huangpu River.
The whistle of the cruise ship echoed in the night sky.
A few hundred meters away, on the other side of the Huangpu River, is the city's most prosperous core business district, Lujiazui Commercial Center.
Hundreds of skyscrapers, still decorated with lights, stand in the dark night.
And Qiu's Building is among the countless skyscrapers.
Qiu Yiren leaned in front of the guardrail, looking at the river... her beautiful eyes were... moist again.
Mist filled her eyes, blurring her vision.
Chen Zongheng stood aside calmly and indifferently, smoking lightly.
There was no sound, blocking the flow of tourists around her one meter away.
"Can you accompany me to buy some wine?" Qiu Yiren suddenly turned her head, her long hair slightly messy by the river wind, and looked at Chen Zongheng.
Chen Zongheng was stunned for a moment, looked at her and said calmly, "The poison in your body has just been cured, so you shouldn't drink alcohol."
"It's just not appropriate, but it's not impossible." Qiu Yiren surprisingly defied Mr. Chen's suggestion this time.
She took Chen Zongheng's hand and walked towards the convenience supermarket not far across the street.
Chen Zongheng was a little stunned.
She let herself be pulled by Qiu Yiren and walked towards the convenience supermarket.
Qiu Yiren's soft and tender jade hands were holding him tightly.
He...hasn't felt this feeling for many years.
His palms were covered with rough calluses.
His death hands are only used to kill people.
Nothing more.
But today, he was actually...held by a woman?
Qiu Yiren pulled Chen Zongheng and walked into the convenience store.
She went directly to the wine cabinet on the shelf and picked up two bottles of Old Shaoxing's Daughter red and yellow wine.
Carrying two bottles of rice wine, I came to the counter and paid the bill.
The female cashier in front of the counter glanced at the two people and said in a promotional manner, "Our store has recently launched a new discount event, the Okamoto waterproof condoms are on sale, would you like a few boxes?"
Huh~! Upon hearing this, Qiu Yiren's pretty face suddenly turned red.
She quickly let go of Chen Zongheng's hand.
The dignified CEO became panicked at this moment.
Chen Zongheng on the side was also a little confused.
"We are colleagues. I am his leader and he is my subordinate." Qiu Yiren explained with a blushing face, as if she was at a loss.
But obviously, the more you explain, the more confusing it becomes.
"Oh?" The female cashier glanced at Chen Zongheng in surprise and admiration, "This young man can do it. He can even get hired by the boss. His skills are not simple."
Huh~ Qiu Yiren's pretty face turned even redder. Her entire neck and earlobes turned red.
Although Chen Zongheng looked calm and indifferent, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
The majestic god of death.
The Lord of Hell, who has made the entire Western world fearful.
But, at this moment... I was misunderstood as someone else's boyfriend??
Three black lines appeared on his forehead.
Is it Chen Zongheng who can't hold the knife?
Or is his name as the God of Death gone?
Could it be that his appearance is so harmless?
this.
The misunderstanding is a bit deep.
Qiu Yiren tried to explain, but Chen Zongheng did not give her another chance.
The more you explain, the more confusing it becomes.
He directly took out two hundred-dollar bills and threw them to the sales clerk.
Then he took the wine, pulled Qiu Yiren... and ran out of the door.
"I haven't explained it clearly yet..." Qiu Yiren said with a blushing face as she followed behind Chen Zongheng.
"Innocent, no need to explain." Chen Zongheng let go of her hand and uttered these words calmly and indifferently.
this.
It seems so.
Qiu Yiren thought for a moment and agreed with his point of view.
Anyway, there was nothing between them in the first place.
Those who purify themselves will purify themselves, so why do we need to explain?
So, Qiu Yiren took Chen Zongheng's hand again and pulled him...through the bustling Bund Landscape Avenue.
The two came to an uninhabited corner on the bank of the Huangpu River.
She took off her high heels, leaving her bare feet, gently picked up the hem of her uniform, and sat by the river bank.
She handed a bottle of rice wine to Chen Zongheng, and then picked up a bottle herself.
With strong force, like a female man, she pinched open the bottle cap.
A scent of wine floats out from the mouth of the bottle.
She just sat by the Huangpu River and started drinking.
Her drinking capacity is actually not very good.
However, at this moment, she really wanted to drink and needed to drink.
Looking at the brightly lit Lujiazui Financial District across the river...
Qiu Yiren drank and cried.
The river breeze blew through her long black hair, and her tears were dried as soon as they fell.
The light makeup on Ruzhuo's pretty face was already stained with tears. It made her look a little embarrassed, but it made her even more distressed.
The betrayal of her best friend and best friend completely broke her heart.
With that sad feeling, she just wanted to get drunk and cry.
Chen Zongheng just stood beside her, looking at her quietly.
He had never seen this woman cry.
Tonight was the first time he saw Qiu Yiren cry. And she cried so sadly.
"Can you lend me something?" Qiu Yiren's beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and she raised her pretty face as she looked at Chen Zongheng with drunken eyes.
"What?" Chen Zongheng was confused and looked at this woman.
"Can you lend me your shoulder?" Qiu Yiren stretched out her hand and pointed at his shoulder.
At this moment, Chen Zongheng was stunned.
The corner of his mouth twitched, and his body involuntarily took a step back.
Dangdang, the god of death from hell.
A terrifying existence that shook the entire Western world.
At this moment, I was actually frightened by...a woman's words...to take a step back?
This is simply.
If it spreads to the West, I'm afraid the entire dark world will be shaken.
What kind of terrifying woman can she be that can force the God of Death...to take a step back?!