—

In the darkness, two men salvaged the bag that had been thrown down.

One of them quickly pulled the chain and dialed the phone: "Madam, you guessed it, the person is still alive. It's a woman. ”

The woman on the other end of the phone, with a hint of elegance in her voice: "Bring it back to me, you want to live." ”

—

Song Xi'er opened her eyes again, and there was a bright light in front of her, and her body was very weak, as if she would die at any time.

Is she dead?

She was lying on the ground soaking wet, turning her head to look at the ground, which was covered in water and blood.

A pair of high heels appeared on the ground, and she looked up with all her might, and saw a noble lady wearing a famous brand, looking down at her, "Do you want to live?" ”

Song Xi'er stretched out her hand and endured the pain, "Save me, please, save me......"

She didn't want to die, she was unwilling to die like this.

The noblewoman's eyes were sharp, she bent down slightly, and reached out to tear off the fake scar on Song Xi'er's face.

She smiled elegantly: "Yes, as long as you promise me that from this moment on, you will come to be my daughter, and I can save you." ”

No matter what it was, as long as she could live, she was willing to agree, she was dying, and spit out the last word: "Okay." ”

Then he passed out again.

—

Three months later, Silver Capital Villa.

Song Xi'er walked to the door of the study with light steps, pushed the door and entered.

The study was decorated in a classical European style, with a warm yellow light on, and she walked to the bookshelf, groping up and down.

Before she could find anything, her nerves tensed, and she felt a cold, oozing breath with her sensitivity.

Before she could turn around, her wrist was suddenly clasped tightly from behind, and she shouted vigilantly, "Who is it?" ”

She subconsciously wanted to break free, but the other party's strength was too great, not only did she not break free, but was pushed by the other party and hit the wall next to her, her face against the cold wall.

Pain!

She shouted, "Let go of me—"

"This is where you can enter?" A cold and magnetic voice came, and Song Xi'er trembled when she heard it.

Even if she didn't meet people directly, she could feel the strong sense of oppression brought by the other party, could ......

"Misunderstanding!" She said with a pained face, "You let go of me first!" ”

The other party's hand flipped over, and Song Xi'er's whole person also turned around, and what caught her eye was a pair of handsome eyebrows, revealing coldness.

Before she could take a closer look, the other party grabbed her wrist again, and the other hand grabbed her throat, and the voice was low and fierce, "Who are you?" ”

Song Xi'er couldn't move, but in a few seconds, she recognized the person in front of her who was covered in cold air, and it was the man who made the entire Beicheng worship but feared - Shi Jingchen!

He is the head of the Shi Group, controls a huge business empire, and has stood at the top of everyone since birth.

At this moment, he is full of the breath of a superior person, his momentum is compelling, his facial features are as if they have been carefully carved by God, and he is so handsome that people dare not look at him directly.

Song Xi'er secretly took a deep breath, and the moment she lowered her head, Shi Jingchen increased her strength, and the hand that grabbed her throat tightened, "Speak!" ”

"Yes...... It was your cousin who called and asked me to find information, ahem......" Her throat was itching more and more, leaving her speechless.

Shi Jingchen frowned slightly, the strength of his palms was reduced a little, he didn't expect that the girl in front of him was white-skinned and stunning, and her body exuded a fragrance.

He was a little uncomfortable with a woman who rarely got so close, and his eyes were a little colder," he continued. ”