Yi Rong didn't have the slightest nervousness or panic, but laughed softly: "Want to see me? Aren't you really trying to get rid of me? ”

"Who told you that I was looking for Yi Wenxiu?" Yi Rong asked suspiciously, without the slightest intention of getting up.

The masked man didn't answer, just indifferently put the knife on Yi's neck.

"I know you can't say it, but if you want to kill me, you might as well just give me a beating, why take me back?"

"I'm sorry, we don't know." The masked man said truthfully, took Yi Rong away from his chair, and turned around and walked out of the room.

Before leaving, Yi Rong's afterglow saw Nanmen Yi lying unconscious in his sleeping bag, and it seemed that he had harmed him this time.

Yi Rong picked his lips and smiled, as if he felt a little guilty.

But as long as he's alive, it won't put him in danger.

"You're calm." The woman guarding the door spoke, looking not very old, just a few years older than her.

"The knives are all on my neck, do I have a choice not to be calm?" Easy to shrug his shoulders, without any tension to speak of.

The woman glared at her, got into a car with her disguise, and drove straight to a company building.

The floors are extremely high, and they look straight into the sky, but what makes Yi Rong care the most is the inconspicuous house next to it.

It seems very unreasonable why there is such a house in City C.

Without thinking too much, Yi Rong was escorted into the company, and the elevator went up to the thirtieth floor, which was a separate floor, without any office room, only a table and a chair, and was dressed up in a very home-like living room.

"Mr. Yi, we've already brought someone here." The woman bowed respectfully, and the man on one side bent down as well.

Yi Rong followed their gaze, and behind the chair with his back to him, was Yi Wenxiu?

His fingers trembled, and he had already thought about it, and he would no longer be afraid or sad when he saw Yi Wenxiu, why did such a conditioned reflex occur?

Her body seemed to have a conditioned reflex to this, and even if she tried desperately to suppress the fear in her heart, it would be useless.

As the office chair slowly turned its head, what greeted Yi Rong's eyes was a kind and serious face.

I have long heard that Yi Wenxiu is over forty years old, but in front of him, he really can't see that he has been polished by the years.

There were only a few wrinkles on his face, but his handsome face did not change at all, a pair of sharp eyes fell on Yi Rong's body, and his thin lips opened: "You are the one who inquired about me on the street?" ”

Unexpectedly, it was actually a little girl, and Yi Wenxiu couldn't help but be a little suspicious when she looked at her.

"Who sent you?" Yi Wenxiu asked.

Yi Rong didn't think about it, and said with a smile: "Of course I came because I wanted to come." ”

The bold words made Yi Wenxiu frown even more, and he directly picked up the wine glass, regardless of the liquid still contained in it, and fell directly to Yi Rong's feet.

The glass bounced up instantly, scratching a break from the long T that was easy to wear.

"Let me ask you again, who sent you?" Yi Wenxiu frowned, and his body sitting on the office chair looked unusually strong.

Yi Rong lowered his eyes, glanced at the soaked shoes, and frowned dissatisfiedly: "I have already said that I must see you if I have something, and no one sent me." ”

"If in your eyes, I must have been sent by someone else, you don't have to talk this nonsense to me again."

was quite rude, and the words fell directly on Yi Wenxiu's body, and the woman and the masked man on the side were scared out of a cold sweat.

Unexpectedly, she is such a hot woman.

"Huh!" Yi Wenxiu sneered, looking at Yi Rong in front of him, but he had a moment of panic.

Why are those stubborn eyes and unyielding faces so similar to her?

If there are really two people in the world who look extremely similar, then Yi Rong is definitely the young version of Yi Mu, the woman standing in front of him, a look can set off the dusty memory in his mind.

In an instant, Yi Wenxiu was sluggish and panicked, and that panicked appearance was shown in front of everyone for the first time.

"What's your name?" Yi Wenxiu asked, forcing himself to calm down.

Yi Rong narrowed his eyes and said indifferently: "Xu Rong." ”

Yi's mother's surname is Xu, she has long excluded Yi Wenxiu from her family list, and telling Yi Wenxiu that her surname is Yi is simply an insult to her.

Yi Wenxiu, who was originally temperamental, was instantly splashed with a basin of cold water, stood up coldly, and strode in front of Yi Rong.

He stretched out his hand and lifted her proud face up, and her white neck was instantly exposed, which angered Yi Wenxiu even more, and slapped her mercilessly.

"Smack-"

It was so crisp, but the attack was extremely heavy, and half of Yi Wenxiu's face was swollen, and everyone didn't know why Yi Wenxiu did it.

Even Yi Wenxiu himself didn't react, could it be that he was still so impulsive when he thought of Yi Mu now?

The reason why he will use his hands to make him easy to look at may also be because of this face.

He was angry and hated, why was standing in front of him and Yi Rong not the daughter he had been looking for for many years?

Why does she look so much like Yi's mother, but she has never had anything to do with herself.

The more Yi Wenxiu thought about it, the more angry he became, and he wanted to strangle the woman in front of him directly, so that she would disappear in front of his eyes forever.

"Unexpectedly, Mr. Yi's temper is really big." Yi Rong turned his face with a sneer, and a bright drop of blood red hung on the corner of his lips.

"I've heard for a long time that you have a bad temper, and today I saw that it was true." Yi Rong wiped the blood beads off his lips and raised his eyes to look at the "father" in front of him.

This man is very different from Yi Wenxiu in his mother's words.

Although he has the same handsome face, this character doesn't seem to have anything to do with "gentleness".

Thinking like this, the softness in Yi Rong's heart instantly hardened: "Mr. Yi, I came here this time to ask for your life." ”

took out a knife from his waist very quickly, and everyone didn't expect Yi Rong's movements, but they just wanted to get up but were beckoned by Yi Wenxiu to kneel down again.

Looking at Yi Rong in front of him, he really found the shadow of Yi Mu from this little woman.

"Do you know that you dare to touch me, your life will be sent here?"

"I know." Yi Rong replied calmly: "As long as I can pull you to die together, I won't live up to my trip." ”

She pursed her lips and sneered, and the dagger immediately emitted a cold cold light: "Originally, I didn't plan to get out alive." ”

"You have to know how mysterious the Yi family is, I have heard about it before, even if you want to threaten my family, then you are really miscalculated, I am an orphan now."

Yi Rong's hand pressed down, and soon there was a bloody color on the cold and wanton knife, and the eyes of the person who reflected it were red.

Yi Wenxiu didn't struggle, but looked at Yi Rong in front of him with interest, and lightly pursed his lips.

"Very well, you are a very courageous woman." As soon as he finished speaking, Yi Rong felt the pain in his head, accompanied by the flash of white in front of him, and instantly knelt on the ground.

"It's a pity, you're too reckless, if you can be a little more cautious, maybe my life will really be in your hands."

Yi Rong struggled to raise her head, only to see a familiar and unfamiliar face appear in front of her, she laboriously spit out a few words, and fainted instantly.

"Lin, Jin, Hua ......"

"Poof—"

Yi Rong fainted directly to the ground, and the bright red liquid flowed down his forehead, looking extremely oozing.