Ahn Ran-hee clenched his phone, and as his fingers tightened, Ahn Ran-hee furrowed his brows.

If Ye Xiaoyang really wanted to shoot her, then she couldn't just let him kill herself, right?

At the moment when An Ranxi made up her mind to raise her gun, Ye Xiaoyang suddenly fell down in front of her.

Ahn stood up and saw a fiery red sports car drifting steadily across the middle of the road.

Sen ran down from the car in a blazing manner, "Second Miss, are you okay?" ”

I examined her from head to toe and immediately breathed a sigh of relief when I saw that she was okay.

It's okay, otherwise the young master wouldn't have killed him!

An Ranxi squatted down and put his hand in front of Ye Xiaoyang's nose, not breathing at all!

Moriya walked forward, touched the artery between his neck, and shook his head at Ahn Ran-hee.

"The driver of the car had his neck twisted and was left on the edge of the estate. It's good that there is positioning on this car. This person, I will take him back and hand him over to the young master. ”

An Ranxi waved his hand, "No, don't tell him about this matter yet." ”

She knew Zhong Li's temperament very well, and if she brought it back, it was estimated that he wouldn't even be able to keep a whole corpse.

"Help me find someone and bury him."

Hopefully something went wrong with her senses.

Sen Yingxia, how to deal with her is up to her.

But he would certainly tell him about it.

An Ranxi sat in the red sports car, pinched his eyebrows, and waited for the person who called Sen to lift Ye Xiaoyang into the back seat of the car before letting Sen drive.

The two cars were running away from each other, and Ye Xiaoyang, who was lying in the back seat with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes and sat up at this moment.

Grip the gun in your hand, mechanically raise your hand and aim it at the person in the driver's seat.

The driver watched the man sit up, wasn't he a dead man?

Screamed in horror.

- Bang

The car lost control, and the side fence was installed.

A moment later, the man with blood on his forehead opened the car door, stepped out of the car, and glanced at the man lying on the steering wheel with a bloody hole between his eyebrows.

A car without a license plate stopped next to him, and Ye Xiaoyang sat on it.

The man in the driver's seat stretched out his hand and pointed at the camera not far away, gesturing his middle finger.

Yiling stood in the middle of the banquet hall, with cold eyes in his apricot eyes, looking at the men and women shuttling through the hall.

They were all dressed formally, with smiles on their faces.

Heh, what else did he say would affect their mood, why didn't he see it?

Just put Lin Qingqu in the center, and this banquet is estimated to go on normally.

Listening to Nunu's mouth, in this place, it is estimated that only his sister has a heart.

Neither did he.

Ahn Ran-hee got out of the car and looked at his somewhat dirty clothes, "I'll go change my clothes first." ”

Zhongli listens to this big liar!

What else will give her the biggest house, where is the house?

Why didn't she even see a shadow!

Zhongli Yiling vacated a room in his house for her, and Ahn Ran-hee went there to get a piece of clothing.

Looking at the clothes here, none of them overlap with the last time I came.

Can't help but smack your lips, what a luxury!

I picked a light green knee-length fishtail skirt with ruffles around the hips, and the skirt looked like a wave when I walked.

Ahn Ran-hee especially likes fishtail skirts, probably because she has a good figure!

(You're going to be beaten up if you go out like this!) ）

After taking the puff to make up for the makeup on his face, he made sure that it was all right before he went downstairs and walked to the brightly lit main house.

Yiling saw her as soon as she walked in, put the glass on the table, and strode in her direction.