Yin Nuo shrugged, "You should ask him to settle the account, but I was ordered to act!"
After Yin Nuo finished speaking, supporting the guardrail with his hands, he jumped straight down.
There is no chance for An Ziqing to hurt.
An Zi looked coldly at the figure that was submerged in the dark.
He looked up at the open white door.
When I entered the room, the room was very dark, all the curtains were closed tightly, and there was no one in the living room. An Ziqing walked to the room step by step.
A gleam of light appeared in the darkness. The curtains were opened. She raised her hand to cover her eyes, and it took her a while to adjust to the sudden sunlight coming in from the room.
There was a man standing by the window with a tall figure with his back facing her, shoulder-length hair draped over his shoulders. It was very smooth hair, like the hair of a model in a TV commercial.
Very bright and beautiful, but silvery white.
Just like the color of this house.
There was a low cough in the house. The man in front of him covered his mouth with a handkerchief, coughing very low.
The window was half open, and the wind blew in, and the white shirt on his body was shaking slightly.
Or maybe his body is shaking.
An Ziqing walked over and closed the window, then went to the coat rack and took a coat on his tiptoe and draped it over his shoulder.
"If you can't blow it, don't blow it." An Ziqing said.
The man turned his head, his silver-white hair danced with him, looking at the woman in front of him, the corners of his lips curled up, a very light arc.
Raising his hand and gently squeezing her chin, leaned over and swept across her lips, An Ziqing subconsciously wanted to retreat, but he just squeezed her chin tightly to prevent her from moving.
"Why don't you come to me when you know I'm here, don't you miss me at all?" the silver-haired man asked jokingly.
"In no mood."
"But when Yin Nuo asked you, you said you want to!"
"That is to fool him, so that he can fool you." An Zi said coldly, opening his hand holding his chin.
The silver-haired man laughed lowly, "You are always so cute!"
"What are you doing here!" An Ziqing asked straightforwardly.
"Come to see you!"
"I heard that you want to cooperate with GE Group!"
"Yes."
"The Yake family rules and cannot cooperate with any company."
"The rules of the clan are determined by people, so naturally they can be changed, not to mention that I am the patriarch." The silver-haired man's lips curled across the evil spirit's smile, "What do you think?"
"Gallo, what do you want to do here?" An Ziqing asked.
"You don't welcome me." Jia Luoxie asked with a smile.
"Not very welcome."
"Honest Xiaoqing, I will never learn to lie." The man seemed to be smiling, and his eyes narrowed, making people look so cold.
"You taught me that I can pretend, but I can't lie. I am your perfect work, am I not." Looking at him, An Zi smiled coldly, with obvious self-deprecation.
"No, you are the most disobedient work! What have you given me these years!" Gallo's voice suddenly increased, and he circled her and carried her into his arms.
The backhand strangled the back of her neck, forcing her to look at herself.
He pinched her neck in pain.
Seeing him holding her neck so easily, she was so painful that her teeth were trembling.
"I have given what you want!" An Ziqing grinned with pain.
"You know what I want! For so many years, you never gave me!"
"Why didn't you give it! Back then, you asked me to seduce Norwegian **** and let me help Mo Wei steal Lingchuan's business! Let me be Mo Wei's girlfriend again! I don't do everything you say!" An Zi Qing yelled.
"But I didn't let you escape the marriage?!" (End of this chapter)