"Miss?" He was a little uneasy, "Did something happen?" ”

"It's nothing," I changed my tone, "don't tell anyone about what I'm asking you about today." ”

"I see."

I thought for a moment and said, "Are you okay over there in China?" Is everything safe? ”

"I'm fine here, don't worry, Miss."

"Well, if there's anything you're not used to, or ......," I paused, "you can come back to the UK, after all, it's safer here." ”

He smiled softly, "Are you worried about my safety?" However, as for habits, I have been in the Chinese branch for 6 years, and I am more familiar with everything here than anywhere else. ”

"Well, then," I smiled, "if you want to come back one day, I'm always welcome." ”

"I don't think so......" The voice on the other side of the phone suddenly fell silent.

"Why?" I blurted out.

His voice turned to raise, "Because there is already a person guarding the young lady, although that person has never left, but...... I don't think Miss needs my protection anymore. ”

I was stunned, and suddenly I didn't know what to say, but my mind fell unconsciously.

"Well, take care, young lady," he said, after a long silence, regaining his light and respectful elegance, "I have time to see you." ”

I also calmly replied to him, "Okay, goodbye." ”

Hanging up, I let out a low sigh and returned to something else.

Tattoo on the inside of the left wrist, a goblet. A snake is wrapped around the stem of the cup, and the body of the snake winds into an "S" shape.

S――Silver。

At that time, when I was researching the top secret information of the Hill family's power at Hill Castle, I saw a black . Help organizations. It's called "Silver", and everyone in the organization has this pattern tattooed on their left wrist.

According to records, this organization originated in the 19th century and has been active in Eastern Europe and the Americas. Tao activities, acting ruthlessly, but also extremely mysterious and low-key, without a trace.

Zosi wants to take the opportunity to take the Hill clan's original power to his own use. In order to truly control the entire Hill family, it will definitely be able to collect the various properties under Hill's name. It was clear who belonged to him, but only this "Silver" had not even seen Ye Ningchen.

Either it has come out of Hill's grasp and exists on its own, or. It's a mystery where it belongs. So that Zosi Cha was fruitless.

Ye Ningchen once told me that there is still a part of the inheritance of the Hill family that is missing, and the 23% secret control is now in the hands of a mysterious heir of Mr. Hill, so could it be that this Silver is now controlled by that mysterious heir?

A mysterious heir whose identity is a mystery and an extremely secretive dark organization.

In this way, the latter seems more likely.

Evening. I saw Horzen at night, at the first sight of him. I couldn't hold back for a moment, and I burst out laughing.

On the indifferent and frozen pale face, large bruises like scattered pigments were scattered on it, which occupied as much as half of the entire face, especially the two bruises that were almost symmetrically distributed between the left and right eyebrows and eyes, which looked like pandas.

But in the next second, I bit my lip and endured it, because Little Master Huo's fierce gaze was really beyond the power of anything, not even his current funny face.

I took a breath and handed the tune up.

He glanced at it coldly and spit out a word, "Flowers?" ”

I was stunned and awkwardly pointed to the title I had written on the score, "I'm writing about snow." ”

"So," he tossed the score aside and pressed the keyboard in front of him, and it could be seen that his right arm was clearly not very flexible, "is our style getting closer to the Christmas repertoire?" ”

Obviously warm is such a beautiful word, how can it come out of his mouth with indescribable disdain.

Fortunately, I was mentally prepared, so I just quietly took the piece and went to the piano next to me to revise it.

"I warn you," as soon as he sat down, Young Master Huo's voice was thrown coldly, "At the very least, don't pop it up until the tone of the song is found, it will affect my thinking." ”

"Then I'll go back and change it." I got up and couldn't ask for it.

"Nope."

Frustrated, I sat back down.

As the night went deeper, I raised my hand several times to look at my watch, and then at Huo Czen, who was still focused, and pressed back the idea of leaving several times.

Finally, at a quarter past ten, Huo Czen got up from the piano and said, "Send me back." ”

By the time I could react, he had already walked to the door.

Happiness came too suddenly.

It's just ...... "Wait a minute," I stopped him and grabbed a pair of sunglasses to catch up.

"Put this on," I said, "just in case." ”

He glanced at it coldly, and took it for the first time.

When I went down to the hall on the first floor, my hunch really came true, as soon as Huo Czen wearing sunglasses appeared at night, there were immediately three or five reporters surrounding the door, and they were really persevering to be able to squat until now.

I quickly pulled up the thick scarf around Huozenye's neck, covered it from under my sunglasses, and then stood by his side, scurrying through the swarming cameras and towards my car, my ears filled with the sound of various inquiries.

"Dawn, the day before yesterday you were suddenly absent from the recording show, and then there were rumors that you deliberately disappeared and became drunk. Wine fights, what do you think about this? ”

"Dawn, it is said that the brokerage company is very dissatisfied with your own way of doing things. The relationship between Y Media Company has been stiff several times, is this true? ”

"Dawn, many people say that you are arrogant and often don't take others seriously, what do you explain about this?"

……

Sure enough, there was a mistake in Baimi, and although President Sheng tried his best to cover it up, what happened that day still spread through some channel, but fortunately, these were just rumors and had no conclusive basis.

"Sorry, no comment." While repeating this sentence, I blocked the reporter to make way for Huo Cengye, and I was worried that Young Master Huo would be angered and fight with the reporter on the street.

Fortunately, Huo Czen was silent throughout the night, only walking quickly with his head down, until he sat in the car, the reporter was still crowded in the window, I closed the car door, and quickly refueled and rushed out.

After driving for a while, I slowly slowed down and looked at Huo Czen in the rearview mirror, the heavy scarf had been pulled down by him, but the sunglasses had not been taken off.

At this time, I noticed that his brows were tightly wrinkled, and his face was not necessarily good-looking, and suddenly he suddenly said, "Does the wound hurt?" Bear with me, it's coming soon. (To be continued.) )