The most luxurious and top-notch hotel in Paris.

in the presidential suite.

The whole room was silent.

Qin Feiyu sat on the soft bed, and the doctor was examining her red and swollen ankles.

Fu Jingye stood aside and looked at it expressionlessly.

The mixed-race man stood behind him, his face full of concern.

In the whole room, I only heard the sound of the doctor taking medicine, applying medicine, and massage.

Because of the pain in his ankle during the massage, Qin Feiyu bit his lower lip tightly, and his brows were tightly wrinkled together.

Fu Jingye on the side looked at it in his eyes, stared at the eyes of the doctor's hands, and narrowed his eyes inadvertently.

The male doctor who was giving Qin Fei a hard massage didn't shudder, only to feel that the sharp eyes that were originally staring at him seemed to be getting sharper and sharper.

Finally, after the massage, the male doctor immediately packed up his things without delaying for a moment and left in a hurry.

Looking at the figure of the doctor fleeing in the wilderness, Qin Feiyu secretly moved his gaze to Fu Jingye.

Since he rescued her just now, Fu Jingye's whole body exuded an eerie and eerie cold aura, and even the mixed-race man behind him didn't dare to look directly at him.

"Does it still hurt?" Fu Jingye looked at Qin Feiyu's red and swollen ankles and asked, his voice was so calm that he could barely hear the concern in his words.

Qin Feiyu didn't look up, lowered his eyes and replied, "It's much better!" ”

"You have a good rest!"

"Oh!"

Leaving this sentence lightly, Fu Jingye took a step and left the room, while the mixed-race man followed behind him.

The door of the room was closed, blocking everything outside the door, including Fu Jingye's footsteps as he walked away.

At the same time, in another room of the presidential suite.

Fu Jingye folded his legs, sitting on the sofa elegantly, his gloomy eyes looking down condescendingly at the middle-aged man who was kneeling at his feet.

The room was very quiet, so quiet that even the middle-aged man's nervous and rapid breathing could be heard clearly.

In the room, the temperature was just right, but the middle-aged man was sweating profusely and shivering.

He's scared, and he's afraid.

"Come, repeat to me what you said before, and ...... Tell me again who you are! Fu Jingye was expressionless and said lightly.

Mr. Fu ...... Mr. Fu...... I really didn't mean to...... I...... I drank too much...... Some confusion is ...... And...... And I don't know who that young lady is...... Your people...... I...... I really know it's wrong...... Please don't remember the villain...... Plentiful...... Spare me! The middle-aged man kneeling on the ground was agitated and trembling.

"Huh! Didn't you say...... Do you want to give me some color to see? What I want to ask you is...... Where is this 'color'? Fu Jingye's gloomy eyes suddenly sank, and he said with a smile.

Fu ...... Mr. Fu...... I'm sorry...... I'm sorry......" The middle-aged man shouted tremblingly as he kowtowed to Fu Jingye, hoping to be forgiven.

However......

"Mr. Brown, I'll leave the rest to you, I want HD to be a company...... Disappear before my eyes forever! When he said this, Fu Jingye's voice was very calm, but ...... These words sound calm, but they reveal the coldness that makes people soak in their bones.

As soon as these words came out, the middle-aged man who was kneeling at Fu Jingye's feet collapsed in an instant, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he sat on the ground stupidly.

The mixed-race man on the side glanced at the middle-aged man with some unbearable eyes, and responded respectfully, "Mr. Fu, please rest assured, I know what to do, here, Mr. Gao has arrived at the hotel, I will send someone to bring him up to see you now!" ”

"Hmm!"

With a faint response, Fu Jingye stood up, opened the door of the room, and left.