Chapter 13: Life Is More Important Than Anything Else [3]

"Lu Shao? Lu Shao! ”

The assistant standing next to the man stretched out his hand and pushed his eyes, reminding in a deep voice: "The meeting is about to start, look ......"

"Did you hear anything?"

Lu Yan turned his gaze, with a somewhat alienated gaze, revealing extraordinary nobility, vaguely showing his innate domineering. It seems that this scorching sunshine is dimmer.

"Uh, the voice?" The assistant raised his eyebrows in surprise and shook his head a little funny.

Was it his auditory hallucinations?

Lu Yan listened carefully again, but there was no movement.

He couldn't help but smile, it seemed that he wanted to catch that little woman too much!

"Nothing, let's go!" With a command, Lu Yan closed the car door and left steadily.

The assistant turned his head and glanced in the direction that Lu Yan had just looked, then turned his face and looked at Lu Yan in the distance, "Hey", and hurriedly chased after him......

The other side.

Ye Jinghan, who was desperately trying to escape, was covered by a black shadow that suddenly flashed.

She struggled in panic, but the man's arm was like an iron pincer, holding her tightly and unable to break free at all.

And just when she felt that she was really planted this time, she saw several other black-clothed people descending from the sky, climbing over the high walls on both sides of the alley, surrounding the people who had just chased her, and beating them in an orderly manner.

The person who beat him cried for his father and called his mother, and he didn't let go until his mouth was full of blood and his teeth were all over the ground.

"Wait for a few other minions to chase after them, clean up together, and then set up the scene. Remember to call the police! The deep voice was as smooth as a computer instruction: "Miss, I'll take it away first, the master doesn't want her to see too many bloody scenes." ”

After a pause, he reached out and took Ye Jinghan's mobile phone, held it with one hand, and threw it on the ground at random, falling apart......

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The afterglow of the setting sun fell on the floor of the room through the milky white curtains.

Ye Jinghan opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling, his mind was still in chaos.

"You're awake, Hanhan?"

Hanhan?!

This affectionate nickname reminded her of her mother.

She vaguely remembered that when she was a child, her mother always called her softly in that gentle and quiet voice, "Hanhan...... Hanhan ......"

Mechanical diversion of gaze.

I saw an old man in good spirits, sitting in the center of the sofa, his sideburns gray, but the extraordinary bearing of the whole body could not be practiced in one or two days.

That's the unique spirit of a person who is always in a high position!

"You...... Saved me? ”

After a quick search in his mind, Ye Jinghan was sure that he didn't know this old man.

And the reason why she thinks that this old man saved her is that there is only one feeling left except that she recalls the actions of the man in black who almost killed her.

She felt that the old man would not hurt her, but she couldn't figure out why he wanted to save her, and how he knew that someone was trying to harm her.

The old man put down the newspaper in his hand and got up to approach.

He acquiesced to her guess and smiled kindly: "Aze is a little heavier, child, you can lie down and rest for a while!" ”

"No, except for a little pain in the back of the neck, there shouldn't be any sequelae of concussion or anything." Ye Jinghan stretched out his hand and pressed his neck, raised his eyes to look at the old man who was staring at her, the muscles at the corners of his mouth stiffened slightly, and then provoked a polite smile, and asked lightly: "Can you tell me who you are?" Or, sue me for the reason you saved me! ”

The old man tweaked his eyebrows, looking at her more and more playfully.

It seems to look through her, to another person.

"Has anyone sued you that you resemble your mother?"

The old man withdrew his uncomfortable gaze at Ye Jinghan, then took out a voice recorder from the pocket of his suit, raised his eyes and looked at Ye Jinghan again, with a heavy expression: "Child, in fact, your mother's death is man-made!" ”