Song Yiren's chest rose and fell, and his hands were clenched into fists, until the sharp pain came, and he barely suppressed all his emotions in his palms.

It's just that she was just about to go out when she found that at some point, there was a tall figure on the stairs of the villa.

Gong Lingye had already changed into a black suit, the suit was open, revealing the dark blue shirt inside, which was properly cut to outline the outline of his chest.

Because the shirt opened the top two buttons, revealing slightly bronzed skin and strong chest muscles, the original ascetic outfit was forced by him to wear a very aggressive sexy and domineering style.

He held a tie in his hand at random, and walked down step by step, his sharp and cold eyes locked on Song Yiren at the door of the living room, and his eyes were dark and uncertain.

Thinking of the embarrassment at the bathroom door just now, Song Yiren's face was a little hot.

She was thinking about how to say hello, and when she was shocked by the sharpness in the man's eyes that seemed to be able to penetrate people's souls.

Did he see something just now?

Song Yiren carefully searched his memory and found that although Yu Ruonuan often came to the palace house for most of the past six months, he had only met Gong Lingye once.

For this man, although his appearance is extremely handsome, more dazzling than Gong Mochen, Yu Ruonuan is scared in her heart, so she saw Gong Ling hiding all night, and she didn't even say hello to each other.

At this moment, Song Yiren couldn't get the other party's expression, but nodded slightly at him, said hello, and turned to leave.

After she left, Gong Lingye came down the stairs, poured himself a cup of tea, and a hunting-like inquiry flashed in his eyes.

Why did the girl have such a strong hatred just now, she was looking at the screen at the time, who did she hate?

On the TV screen, Chu Mingyao's figure has disappeared, and in its place is the news of the pollution of the Ningguo oil field.

And at this moment, Song Yiren has already left the palace villa.

It was dark outside, and it seemed like rain was going to fall at any moment, and it was suffocating.

This side of the villa area is a private road, there is no bus, and there is no taxi, Song Yiren walked all the way, and just walked for a few minutes, he heard a dog barking behind him.

She was shocked, turned her head to look, and saw a Tibetan mastiff running in her direction with a pair of cold fierce eyes.

Song Yiren's face changed drastically, she now has no weapons in her hands at all, and there is no one around, how should she deal with a Tibetan mastiff?

She unconsciously retreated, calculating in her mind, could she climb to the nearby tree before it pounced?

It's just that she really underestimated the speed of the Tibetan mastiff, and almost in the blink of an eye, she watched the black guy jump up and pounce like a fly!

The heartstrings tightened instantly, Song Yiren didn't have time to run, she remembered that there was a lighter in her bag. So, I quickly took it out and lit it on fire.

As she lifted the lighter, there was a sharp sound of tires scraping against the ground, a bang, and then an animal wail.

Song Yiren slowly rolled her eyes, only to find that a black off-road car was parked less than ten centimeters away from her, its bumper was knocked out of a dent, and on its right side, the black Tibetan mastiff was already lying on the ground.

There was a pool of blood on the ground, and the Tibetan mastiff was completely out of breath.

The lighter in Song Yiren's hand was blown out by the wind brought by the off-road vehicle, and she raised her eyes to meet the eyes of the man in the driver's seat.