The night is like ink.

When Yun Yiren woke up, she found that her limbs were tied, and her eyes were even blindfolded, and she already felt that her head was very heavy, and it hurt even more.

"Who?" she asked, frowning.

There was an echo and the room was huge.

Certainly not someone who would rather be reckless. She didn't know her well in Los Angeles, and no one would kidnap her. Could it be......

"Sikong Lingchuan?"

What responded to her was a sneer, and then she saw a black shadow pressing on her head, and the cold object against her cheek, "Yun Yiren?"

It was the voice of a strange man. It's not Sikong Lingchuan.

"Who are you, why are you arresting me, what are you trying to do with me?"

"Shhhh Girls, be quiet and gentle, you will be loved. The man took the dagger and gently cut through the black cloth that blindfolded her.

Yun Yiren's vision suddenly became clear, and she saw the man standing in front of her clearly.

The man was dressed in a dark bathrobe, with maroon hair and a sapphire ear in his left ear. His facial features are very exquisite, mixed race, especially those amber eyes, which look like a pool of clear spring in the lake.

Yun Yiren was sure that he hadn't seen him, "Are you?"

The man hooked his lips and played with the dagger, but there was no light in the room, only the wall lamp not far away, shining from behind him, he looked like a demon hidden in the dark, "Guess." ”

"Don't pretend to be a ghost! Who the hell are you?"

"I don't know you. ”

"Do you know me?" This sentence, she was determined, and suddenly she thought of something, and her voice suddenly cold, "You must know Sikong Lingchuan, right?"

She was unconscious, and that kind of incense had been used on her by Yan Zhiyun before, so she was very familiar with that kind of incense.

The man raised his eyebrows, his tone was crazy and arrogant, "Who is Sikong Lingchuan? It hasn't been three minutes since I arrested you, and during this time, I saw you call his name two or three times, presumably the man named Sikong Lingchuan is your old friend?"

Yun Yiren stared at him, "You are lying, you must know Sikong Lingchuan." The mystery/medicine used on me, Yan Zhiyun next to Sikong Lingchuan used to use it on me, and the dagger pattern on your hand, I have seen Sikong Lingchuan's dagger also engraved with this totem. ”

The man clapped his hands, and was instantly impressed by her for a while, "You are very smart, but it's a pity that people who shouldn't fall in love with you fall in love." ”

Sure enough, it's Sikong Lingchuan's people!

Yunyi gritted his teeth.

Looking at his posture, he was hiding from Sikong Lingchuan to arrest her.

"Sikong Lingchuan already knows that I am in the United States, and if you treat me badly, you also want to live. ”

Yun Yiren's words made the man laugh, "You think he will kill me because of you?"

"Yes—"

"You're small-minded. But do you know who I am?"

Yun Yiren looked at his face carefully, unlike Sikong Lingchuan, so he ruled out that the two of them were brothers, "I don't know, but I know that you and I are in Sikong Lingchuan's heart, and I want to be important." ”

"Are you narcissistic or are you overestimating the weight of yourself in his heart?"

"Tell me, what the hell are you trying to do with me?" she was a little impatient, after all, he had arrested her and didn't kill her directly, so he must have asked her for something. She is not a fool either, and naturally knows his purpose.

The man sat in front of her with a high-backed chair and put his hands on it, "How about we make a deal?"

"Just your kind of hospitality?"

The man's eyes motioned to the bodyguard standing behind her to untie her. As soon as the restraints were released, Yun Yiren touched the wrist that was tied red, and said coldly, "I won't have a deal with Sikong Lingchuan's people." I won't have anything to do with Sikong Lingchuan, so you're looking for the wrong person. ”

"Oh?"

Yun Yiren glanced at him lightly, "You know my name, you must have heard from someone." And you arrested me, and you were also instructed by someone, naturally, not Sikong Lingchuan. ”

When the man heard this, he laughed, and suddenly became more curious about her, "You are very smart, but you guessed one thing wrong." ”

Yun Yiren looked at him puzzled.

"I didn't arrest you at the behest of anyone. ”

"In the days I've been in the United States, Sikong Lingchuan must have known about my situation. Knowing where I am, you find me before he does. Yun Yiren sat down and analyzed with him, "Did you say what I said right?"

"Yes. ”

"What is the relationship between you and Yan Zhiyun?"

The man was taken aback, and then hooked his lips, "I don't have anything to do with her, but I have a lot to do with you." ”

"And me?" Yun Yiren was even more puzzled, "What do I have to do with you, what do you want to say?"

"You can guess. ”

Yunyi didn't have the heart to guess, but looking at him saying a string of lingering pure English, and with the local accent here, he must be a local, "You know Sikong Lingchuan?"

He didn't hide it, "Well, it's kind of acquaintance." ”

"Then you arrested me to lure him over?"

"Don't worry, you'll know why I'm here later. He got up and gestured with the dagger, a sharp light flashed on his face, making his delicate face appear more profound, "My name is Fu Yanchen, Chinese." ”

In the latter sentence, he speaks Chinese, which is more fluent than English.

Yun Yiren looked at him, frowning.

Fu Yanchen hooked his lips and smiled playfully, "You can guess what my relationship with you is." ”

Looking at Yun Yiren's innocent face, he didn't tease her, and left the room to let the people outside watch her.

After Fu Yanchen left, Yun Yiren sat on the chair, very puzzled.

Who the hell is he? How does it sound like he knows her...... The relationship between the two is not shallow, but she is really sure that she doesn't know herself.

After coming out, Fu Yanchen lit a cigarette by the window of the corridor and smoked more than half of it, when a bodyguard hurried over and whispered a few words in his ear. He raised his eyebrows, extinguished his cigarette, and left with his bodyguards.

His location is actually not far from the hospital, in a hotel a few blocks next door to the private hospital.

Fu Yanchen, who got out of the hotel, got into the car parked outside. The car didn't drive away immediately, but there were a few bodyguards guarding outside, as if some big man was talking inside.

There was Sikong Lingchuan sitting in the car, his face was indifferent, and the neon lights shone in, hiding half of his face.

"What can make you, a busy man, take the time to see me?" Fu Yanchen put his arm on Erlang's leg and smiled chic and flamboyantly.

"Where's she?"

"Who?"

Sikong Lingchuan looked at him with displeasure, "You still want to play stupid for me?"

Shi Qingjiu is Fu Yanchen's little uncle, and the two do not have a deep intersection, because Fu Yanchen has been in the United States since he was born and has never been to the mainland.