The Seventh Master pressed her across the table and forced her into the corner of the sofa.

The cold light reflected from the mask on the man's face made her more and more frightened.

Lin Siyue protected Yuehun with one hand, glaring at him fearfully like a trapped beast.

The man's eyes were like a vicious beast, staring at the prey that was about to fall into his mouth.

"I want ......"

Before the latter words could be spoken, I heard Zhuo Yu eagerly remind behind him: "Seventh Master, do you really want to make an exception?"

The Seventh Master turned around, was silent for a few seconds, and then slowly stood up straight.

The cold aura at that moment instantly made Lin Siyue break out in a cold sweat.

With a cold face, he turned and walked upstairs.

"As you said, half of the shares."

"Zhuo Yu, send her away."

Zhuo Yu hurriedly agreed: "Yes."

Lin Siyue watched him go upstairs, only then wiped the cold sweat on his head and followed Zhuo Yu out silently.

This man's personality is really unpredictable.

She swore that she would never want to see this terrible man again in her life.

When Lin Siyue came out, he saw a man kneeling outside the door and begging the seventh master to see him.

Lin Siyue was still a little flustered, and left after just one glance at him.

She drove down the mountain, and when she was able to calm down a little, she suddenly felt that the man was a little familiar.

After thinking about it carefully, I remembered that he was the man who wanted to invite himself to dance on Rose Island, Song Simiao.

At that time, he was still the young master of the Song family, and he didn't even pay attention to Ji Hanchen.

Unexpectedly, it was only a few days, and he knelt outside the door of the seventh master.

Sometimes when I think about it, life is really a bit ironic.

After Lin Siyue left.

The man stood on the balcony, watching her red BMW go farther and farther, his deep eyes always looking into the distance, not knowing what he was thinking.

Zhuo Yu came in and said, "Seventh Master, Song Simiao has been kneeling outside for a long time."

The seventh master turned around and went downstairs, took his coat and walked out.

Outside the door, Song Simiao saw him come out, and immediately crawled in front of him on his knees, hugged his leg and cried bitterly: "Seventh master, you can help our Song family, we will agree to as many shares as you want."

"If you refuse to help, our Song family will really have to go bankrupt."

The seventh master didn't say anything, kicked him away with a cold face and stepped on the glass plank road.

Song Simiao pounced unrelentingly, probably because of too much force, he stumbled and fell on the plank road.

The glass beneath him shattered and fell into the abyss with a crisp crash.

Song Simiao also screamed in horror, and her body fell down.

It was at this time that the Seventh Master turned around, bent down and grabbed his wrist.

Song Simiao was so frightened that she couldn't stop wailing, clutching the seventh master's hand, her eyes were full of fear and pleading desire to survive.

His body hung in the air and floated, and the weight of the two people added to the burden of the already shattered glass, and the cracks spread under the feet of the seventh master, getting longer and longer.

The glass cracked and cracked, and glass was already breaking and falling in many places beneath his feet.

Broken glass ballasts fell to the bottom of the cliff.

But Song Simiao knew how dangerous the situation of the two people was, but she grabbed the seventh master's hand and refused to let go.

He was dying and struggling, as if he was grasping a life-saving straw, and as if he was unwilling to die like this.

If the seventh master refuses to help him, he will drag him to die with him.

He had nothing left anyway......

The Seventh Master stabilized his mind and took a deep breath.

Just when he was holding his breath and was about to pull Song Simiao up, as soon as he lowered his head, the mask on his face suddenly fell off unexpectedly.