The seven or eight people sitting at the small round table drinking coffee suddenly became quiet. They instinctively looked at him and then at Yu Xinlan, thinking that the two knew each other.
Someone even asked directly: "Xinlan, is this your friend?"
Yu Xinlan felt as if someone was choking her neck. Her throat was dry and she couldn't utter a word: "..."
She didn't expect that the other party was really coming for her!
Her face was unusually ugly, her eyes flickered, and she had something on her mind: "You got the wrong person."
"Oh?" Ji Lin was not angry. He looked her up and down. He was still smiling, but the smile did not reach his eyes. His tone was a slight threat: "Miss Yu, my master wants to see you. I wonder if you would be willing to do me the honor?"
Yu Xinlan clenched her fingertips, her fair face turned slightly blue, and she was about to refuse: "I'm going to play ball with my friends later, another day..."
"Ms. Yu, I see that all your friends are here, so I want to ask you to go over. If you don't want to, I can only use my own way to 'ask' you to move." Ji Lin interrupted her, very impolitely.
Seeing that the man in front of her didn't look like he was joking, Yu Xinlan took a deep breath, quickly weighed the pros and cons, and gritted her teeth and said, "Where is the person you are talking about?"
Ji Lin made an inviting gesture and said to her, "In this hotel."
Yu Xinlan calmed herself down, picked up her bag, turned around and said to her friends, "Please tell my grandfather that I might be back late today."
Her friends were not fools. In just a few minutes, they had seen the undercurrent between the two of them, and also realized that Yu Xinlan and Ji Lin were obviously not friends.
Someone gritted his teeth and nodded: "Don't worry."
Yu Xinlan thought of the Yu family and the hidden family behind her, and she calmed down a lot, and said to Ji Lin: "Let's go."
Ji Lin did not take Yu Xinlan's attempt to find someone to tip off seriously, and had no intention of stopping her.
He watched Yu Xinlan quickly calm down, and even look fearless, so he pulled the corner of his mouth into a sarcastic arc.
Ji Lin didn't say anything and just led the way.
*
In the suite on the top floor of the hotel, as soon as Yu Xinlan followed Ji Lin into the room, a strong smell of blood hit them in the face.
Her heart trembled.
Then she heard the man who brought her here say respectfully: "Master Wang, I brought the person to you."
"Um."
The voice was cold and young, and very pleasant to the ear.
Yu Xinlan was one step behind Ji Lin, so she was a step behind in seeing the tragic scene in the living room of the suite.
The two killers who had just been dragged in had fallen to the ground like a pile of mud, both of them were covered in blood. In the living room, in addition to the person she saw downstairs in the hotel, there was another man wiping the blood off his hands with a white handkerchief.
The first thing she saw was a string of crimson Buddhist beads on the man's wrist. The beads were wrapped three times around his wrist, which made his wrist look strong and white, very eye-catching.
She looked up along the man's hand and saw an oriental face that was even more stunning than the one she had just seen.
The other person looked to be no more than twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with black hair, very fair skin, a pair of beautiful eyes that seemed like the deep night and as thick as an inkstone, thin lips, and extremely deep and three-dimensional contours, no worse than those of Westerners.
Yu Xinlan was stunned for a moment and forgot to look away for a long time.
Ye Wangchuan threw the bloody handkerchief to Ji Lin and sat on the sofa: "Yu Xinlan?"
(End of this chapter)