Extremely powerful.

She only felt the reflection of the unknown thing in front of her eyes flickering slightly, and her neck was cold.

There seemed to be some liquid gushing out, and when she raised her hand to touch it, she felt the stickiness of her hand.

Nearly the sharp piece of metal was about to cut through her major artery.

She didn't know how he did it.

She only saw Shen Yibai's fingertips pinching another piece of metal and playing with it, his fingers were white and slender, extremely beautiful, and the appearance of pinching that thing to play with was also pleasing to the eye.

But the feeling of dampness and heat in his hands only made Su Qiao feel afraid.

In the end, his hand was put back in his pocket, still not giving her a look, with his characteristic indifference and ruthlessness, he raised his feet and continued to walk forward, his expression was light, he didn't want to deal with others at all, or he didn't put others in his eyes at all.

At that moment, she had no doubt that if she wanted to keep closer, the other piece of metal in this person's hand should have cut her own artery.

Shocked by the man's breath, she hurriedly ran away.

When Shen Yibai was a child, there were still many people who knew about it, but now, especially Shen Yibai has sat in the position of vice president of the Shen family, few people know and talk about Shen Yibai's mental illness.

But according to the previous situation with Shen Yibai, the young man was cold and gloomy, refused to allow everyone to approach, and was silent, this appearance is indeed still a problem.

She thought so, clenching her fists slightly, if that was the case, then her message must be useful to him.

She couldn't just give up.

Just thinking like this, she saw Shen Yibai coming out of the Shen Gate.

Shen's door was a glass door, and the tall and thin young man first pushed the door open and came out, but he didn't leave, just pulled the glass door.

Another little girl, who was a head and a half shorter than him, followed suit.

She was scattered behind her, holding a paper cup with a straw in her hand.

The face is delicate and beautiful, with a little indescribable taste, probably with foreign blood, she looks extraordinarily cute, but not the kind of deep beauty, but the kind of indescribable cuteness.

This is Shen Yibai's childhood sweetheart Chu porcelain.

Seeing Shen Yibai standing there and letting go, because the distance was too far to see what his expression was, Su Qiao pursed his lower lip, stood up, and saw Chu Ci coming over, raising his hand to take Shen Yibai's hand, and took a few steps forward.

And the young man who was fierce and stubborn in her memory followed the little girl very obediently and walked out.

Su Qiao saw it in his eyes, and finally gritted his teeth, but still greeted him directly.

……

Chu Ci, who was now stealing snacks, tilted his head and pulled Shen Yibai's hand to see his expression.

This person seems to be plain at all times, and that face never seems to show too much emotion.

A pair of dark brown eyes looked at the side lightly, but he didn't look at Chu Ci, and he didn't say a word just now, and he didn't want to leave if he didn't stand at the door.

Apparently angry again.

The paper cup in her hand was warm, it was the hot milk that Shen Yibai had just given her before, and Chu Ci didn't expect that the matter of being fed by the young ladies would be exposed so quickly, so she couldn't help blinking her eyes and shaking his hand.

He let Chu Ci pull it and noticed Chu Ci's movements.