"Atul, you're in trouble, there's a female college student who is exposing your 'crime', you have to be mentally prepared, hum." A female reporter said both nymphomaniac and courteous.

"Really? Then I want to see what kind of female college student she is. ”

His eyes looked at Lin Xijia in the crowd, walked slowly towards her, and when he walked into the crowd, the reporter automatically made way for him.

He just stood in front of her without his sight, smiling.

"Hey, see you again."

It was his first greeting.

The reporters seemed to have captured something, and for a moment, the flash "clicked" on.

"If I'm not mistaken, you were miserable last time." He looked at her with a smile and raised an eyebrow.

"Hooligans, scum, dangerous elements of the Motherland. Now it's time to use the word 'miserable' to describe you! ”

"Really? Then I want to see, how will you make me miserable? ”

He made a "get out of the way" gesture, and the reporters on both sides stepped back one by one. He walked up to her, who was surrounded by reporters, and stood in front of her, a head taller than her.

He was still smiling at the reporter a second ago, but this second, he had a hand on her shoulder, imprisoning her, and gradually moved closer to himself:

"Listen up."

Soft words whispered in her ears, and he remained quietly able to maintain a friendly smile, a princely demeanor, and whispered in her ear:

"My assistant will be sending something important over soon, and if you're interested, you'd better keep quiet."

"What are you up to?" Lin Xijia said angrily.

"What tricks, you'll soon know. Now, I'm going to explain to the reporter what happened just now, and if I'm interested, I'll keep silent. He said suddenly in a commanding tone.

"Why do you keep me silent, afraid that I will expose your shady things?" Lin Xijia said with his chin high.

Who knows, he just patted her head gently, looking like a dog trainer with "I'm doing business, you shut up for me first", and said to the reporter calmly:

"Actually, she's my ex-girlfriend."

Lin Xijia looked at him in shock!

I saw that the reporters rushed up like an explosion, and suddenly, Lin Xijia felt that it was difficult to breathe.

"How long have you been dating? Why only now admit that she is your girlfriend and is still ...... Former? When did you break up? What is the reason for the breakup? ”

The reporter's series of bombardment questions almost made Xi Jia's eyes look like gold stars, please! Has anyone listened to her? She doesn't have anything to do with this bastard, right?

Helplessly, the reporter's microphone had all reached out to the smug man.

I saw him answer the reporter's questions one by one very naturally:

"She chased me first."

"The reason for the acceptance? It looks good, and it will be automatically delivered to the door, if it's you, do you want it? ”

"Is the reason for the breakup because of Miss Xue Ningxue? Or is there something else? ”

"The reason for the breakup?" He raised an eyebrow, as if he hadn't figured out how to answer the question, and said perfunctorily, "Personal question, please give us a little personal space, thank you." ”

The reporter was silent.

After a moment of silence, he suddenly turned his head, looked at the girl who was "shelved" aside by the reporter so as not to affect the big boss's visit to wèn, turned his face, and said to the reporter:

"The only thing that is certain is that this young lady was unwilling to come to my house several times to look for me after breaking up with me, but I was closed. She has a grudge and loves me too much, so she came here to make trouble, I hope you will bear with me and don't write nonsense, I will be very grateful. ”

"So, she said that it was the student riot you initiated at the University of Finance that led her classmate to commit suicide, may I ask, is this really the case?"

"What personal vendetta do you have with the school?"

The question of changing the topic hit again, and Tu Youcheng had a headache.

At this time, only a clear and determined female voice sounded behind him: "Don't listen to his nonsense! I have proof! ”

He narrowed his eyes and looked back.

She was about to take out her phone, but her arm was stopped by a preemptive step, "You'd better think clearly." ”

A clear voice, with a faint warning, filled her ears.

"I think very clearly." She glared at him.

Unbeknownst to her, in the next second, he approached her delicate face without permission, and the faint scent of cologne suddenly invaded her nose, as well as the unique faint tobacco scent of his body, with a mint aroma, and entered her nose.

Only to hear him whisper in her ear:

"Miss Lin, if you insist on going your own way, don't blame me for being ruthless."

The voice had a faint seduction, or a faint threat, seductively into her ears.

"What do you mean?" She glared at him.

"You'll soon find out what that means." He straightened up, his eyes suddenly looked at a figure running in a hurry not far away, a light smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said in a low voice, "It's coming." ”

Lin Xijia looked at it.

The man had hurried to Tu Youcheng, glanced at her, and then respectfully handed over a paper bag into the hand of the man surnamed Tu, and did not forget to say respectfully: "General manager! The text you want is jiàn. ”

Tu Youcheng took Wen Jiàn and turned to look at Lin Xijia, "Do you know what is in this?" ”

A bad premonition crept through her heart, and she glared at him, "What? ”

"It's a wonderful thing." He smiled softly and motioned for the reporter to stay away first, and he wanted to talk to this Miss Lin alone.

After the reporter was a little farther away, he grabbed her wrist with a "huo", as if he had predicted that she would slap himself, and he took the lead in 'stopping' her, taking precautions against the woman's white bone palm, so, very good.

In the next second, he stared at the change in her face and whispered to her,

"This is your surveillance video outside my room, you sneaked into my room and came out of my room after twenty minutes, what do you think, what do those reporters think?"

His deliberately low voice had a faint threat to it, but it made her involuntarily raise her wrist.

With a force, he stopped her wrist strength, and the two of them stared at each other in full view, firelight, handover.

This is undoubtedly another very exciting news picture!

The reporters picked up their cameras one after another, shooting from all directions and angles.

"Now, listen to me and do what I say." He said in a low voice.

"I hate you! You scumbag! Perhaps because she was afraid, she had to speak hatefully, and did not raise her voice.

"It's never too late to hate when you get in the car!"

In the next second, he ignored her resistance, and with a slight hint of pride, he dragged her all the way to his Bentley.

Open the car door, pull her over again, stuff her into the car without saying a word, and close the car door with a "bang"!

Then, ignoring the siege of reporters, he quickly went around to the other end of the car, sat in with agility, and closed the door on the left with a "bang"!

He sat beside her, watching her look at him hatefully, and he could still look at the reporters outside the window who were about to burst their heads without changing his face and his heart was not beating, and leaned forward, his fingers lightly wrapped around her hair, and his face was almost touching his face.

The demeanor is very intimate.

She sat stiffly, her back pressed against the hot back seat, and an urge to flee sprung up in her heart.

In the next second, she "Huo" pulled the car door, but he quickly grabbed her arm and dragged her back, leaned forward, and slammed the car door with a "bang"!

"You have two options now." He said, his eyes staring at her motionlessly, "First, I handed those videos to the reporters and asked them to take a good look at how you 'cautiously' and 'sneakily' got in and out of Young Master Ben's room. I believe that the broad masses of the people will definitely give justice to Young Master Ben. Second, cooperate with me and act in a play—"

He approached her, looked cautiously at her slightly angry expression, and said:

"You'd better choose these two items yourself."

"Despicable villain."

"It's really embarrassing for you to let a despicable villain be mean to you over and over again." He chuckled, "There has never been a woman pestering Young Master Ben like you, you are the first and the one that makes Young Master Ben feel disgusted the most. ”

"Do you think I'm willing to pester you?" She suddenly whispered, her eyes glistening with faint tears, "My friend almost lost his life because of you!" I just want to give her a clean slate! Is this also wrong?! It's all your fault - if you didn't start that damn riot! She wouldn't do something so stupid! Do you think you're glorious? How many innocent people have you harmed and been expelled from school? You are the one who deserves to be punished in front of the public! ”

"You—Say it again?"

His pupils were cold, with an indescribable haze, his lips were tight, and the sunlight outside the window hit his cold and arrogant side, revealing a faint chill that made people shudder.

He Feng, who was sitting in the front seat, suddenly felt bad, the aura of the boss had been killed within a radius of hundreds of miles, and even the reporters outside the window felt the abnormality of the atmosphere in the car, and they were all caught by the cold and stood with bated breath.

Her eyes were red, mixed with slight sobs, and she stared at him, her bright eyes revealing a slight disgust.

He hated it when she looked at him like that.

Very nasty.

He looked at her and whispered, "You have to do enough to act." So he leaned over and kissed him.

He ran one hand through her hair and kissed her tenderly and wildly, his lips tossing and turning, without letting her gasp for breath!

Her eyes widened in shock!

The faint smell of tobacco floated through her nose and into her mouth, eroding her entire nerve.

Her brain was blank, as if the whole world had stood still, except for the intoxicated, affectionate, and serious face in front of her that grinded between her lips and closed her eyes, and the nerves of her whole body were tense!

She opened her eyes wide and raised her wrist to give him a slap, but he grabbed her wrist tightly and pressed it against the glass window, unable to move.

The kiss, the domineering kiss, is like a bewitching rose, blooming silently in the carriage.

Tu Youcheng forced her to the far corner of the saddle, his long body locked her under his own shroud, she stepped back an inch, his back pressed against the window, she could only hear the "click" of the shutter outside the window.

He Feng, who was sitting in the front seat, just raised his eyes and glanced in the rearview mirror, and was stunned by this scene and froze in place.

The atmosphere in the car was silent and eerie, and the low air pressure enveloped the entire black Bentley surrounded by a dense crowd, and all kinds of screams, coaxing, and exclamations were mixed together.

His kiss, like a storm, gave her no room to breathe.

Until, he suddenly snorted in pain, frowned, his deep eyes were full of incredulity, or a hint of mockery, stretched out his hand wearing a silver ring, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stared at her like a torch, and said lightly, "What, hate me?" ”

She didn't speak, she raised her hand and gave him a slap!

"Smack-"

The crisp sound is particularly clear in the car.

He Feng shouted eagerly: "General manager! ”

Tu Youcheng turned his face flushed by her, and there was no expression on his contoured face, and he looked at her silently, as if to look into her bright and flushed eyes.

"Relieved?"

He looked at her and said.

She was silent, raising her hand to slap him again!

This time, he was firmly held by him again, looked at the reporters outside the window, and said, "I don't like rude women." ”

He grabbed her wrist fiercely and approached her again, "Those reporters outside will definitely make you make the headlines tomorrow, if you don't want to be too ugly on the news and affect the image of your school, it's better to be Sven." ”

He let go of her hand, leaned back into his seat, and slowly rolled down the window.

Outside the window, the blue sky reflected his spotless eyes, and he said, "I'm sorry, my girlfriend is still angry with me, what do you think, what should I do?" ”

He looked at her with a feigned distress, a faint smug look in his expression.

"Young Master Tu, are you kidding us? Do you still need to ask us for advice on such things as coaxing women? ”

The reporter laughed and hid haha.

Tu Youcheng looked at the reporter with some innocence: "Miss reporter, in front of my girlfriend, can you stop talking nonsense, you see, she already hates me enough." ”