In the early summer afternoon, the sun was bright and dazzling, and two figures stood standing on the vast sea.
Mu Xinyan'er stood there quietly, without saying a word, she had an elegant and calm aura radiating from her body, as cold as a lotus and indifferent as a chrysanthemum, but it gave people a fierce and bloodthirsty feeling.
She has cold eyes, as if she was born with a strong aura, naturally mixed. Leng Ran smiled, "If you have the ability, I'll see you after the trial."
The man chuckled, "Are you sure you have this ability?"
She sneered, "If this revenge is not reported, how can I meet my parents in Jiuquanxia?"
The man has nothing to say. He is a wise man. Some things are useless to talk about, otherwise it will only seem too superfluous. "In this case, I will say if I win first."
"Let's take it!" Mu Xinyan curled her lips and smiled elegantly, "I will definitely not let you down."
Mu Xinyan held the sword in her left hand with a single finger, her upper body was slightly bowed, and she put a posture to advance, saying that she was late and fast. When the man was about to attack, she suddenly exerted her legs and stabbed with a sword. he.
Seeing her variables, the man hurriedly turned offensive to defensive, without a trace of panic. If someone waits and sees at this moment, I am afraid they will praise him for such superb swordsmanship, almost superb.
Mu Xinyan was also in danger and did not give him a chance to fight back. The man secretly sighed that if he continued like this, he would lose in her hands. Only when he changed from defensive to offensive was there a glimmer of hope, but the momentary thinking made him fail. Mu Xinyan's sword had already pierced his heart.
"Ling Junche, do you think I have the ability to take revenge?" There was a cold expression between gestures.
"Yes!" replied sonorously, taking off the protective cover and bending over to pick up the placed file and hand it to Mu Xinyan's hand. His fingers are slender, his forehead is covered with fine sweat, and his eyes exude endless triumph.
"This is the application form for the interview of the designers of the Tiandi Group. It will appear on time at 9 o'clock tomorrow. You must make Shen Ruohong have a good impression of you before then. Otherwise, there are too many interviews now, and you may not have the chance to get this. A job." There was no joking in the serious words.
Mu Xinyan's hand tightened, and after a while, she leisurely flipped through the declaration form in her hand, her mouth raised, "Don't worry, I'm more anxious than you."
Ling Junche turned around leisurely and paused, "I will take the initiative to look for you in the future. You'd better not contact me if you have nothing to do."
Mu Xinyan pursed his lips, staring directly at the document in his hand, and there was endless resentment in his cold brows.
In a blink of an eye, she was the only one left on the seashore. She took a deep breath and shouted loudly to the other side of the sea to relax her mood that had been suppressed for more than ten years. She was about to start revenge. She was in a good mood. I took out my mobile phone and pressed a series of numbers. After I got connected, I didn't give the other person a chance to speak. "See you at the Love Coast in 30 minutes."
The afternoon sun was dazzling, and the coffee shops along the street wafted a strong aroma of coffee, and pedestrians passing by couldn't bear to take a deep breath. The different shades of blue, the simple beige sofas and the warm sunshine in the afternoon make you feel like you are on a romantic coast.
There were some people sitting in twos and threes in the shop, and Mu Xinyan was leaning on the sofa, flipping through the magazine.
"Beauty, what can I do to call us so anxiously?" A pair of white and slender hands approached Mu Xinyan's sight with a cup of rich and fragrant coffee. Looking up at a white shirt, she has a glamorous smiling face, her long hair is let down at will, and the sun shines on her as if she is enveloped in a soft halo.