Six years later –

Meng Yier wore a pair of black sunglasses, a white shoulder top, an army-green hip-wrapping skirt on the bottom, high-heeled sandals on her feet, and a big suitcase in her hand, agilely shuttling through the crowd at the airport.

In six years, she returned to Haishi again, to the city that had given her hope and ruthlessly robbed her of hope.

Meng Yi'er felt that she was in a very complicated mood at the moment, she didn't know why she came back, and she didn't even hesitate to rely on her uncles and aunts and Gu Yunchen for everything, she might just want to give herself an explanation.

It's been six years!

It's been six years since my father died!

Her mother never appeared, whether she was alive or dead, she always wanted this concern.

Meng Yier walked in the airport with high spirits, attracting a lot of attention. Six years have passed, and she has faded away from the youth and immaturity of the girl of the year, adding a touch of feminine charm, and her figure has become more sexy and exquisite.

In the face of other people's gaze, although Meng Yier didn't like it, she was already used to it, she smiled faintly, and couldn't help but sigh,

Scold......

This world is really a world of faces.

Meng Yi'er was walking, and was suddenly hit by the crowd rushing behind her, and she stumbled, and she almost fell down in high heels.

She suddenly regretted that she wore high heels today, she has never liked to wear high heels, although her height is average, only 1.65 meters, every time she wears high heels, she is always very careful when she walks, for fear of falling and making a fool.

"What's going on with these people?" Meng Yi'er was squeezed to the side by the sudden rushing crowd, and she looked suspiciously in the direction where those people were running.

She saw the tall back of a man, and she could only see from a distance, the man was wearing a hat and a khaki windbreaker, running wildly in front, and those people were all following behind frantically, shouting excitedly, "Yan Yichen, Yan Yichen-"

"Yan Yichen, I love you-"

Yan Yichen, this name seems a little familiar, Meng Yi'er frowned, thinking in her heart.

Her mind raced, trying to remember where she had heard the name.

She has never been able to remember other people's names, and when she was in school, her classmates and classmates couldn't even call other people's names for a year.

Gu Yunchen always laughed at her, it was the memory of the fish, and it was only three seconds at most.

Every time she had to refute, she was always quickly slapped in the face.

In fact, Meng Yier doesn't have a bad memory and a bad brain, she just doesn't want to remember some people and things that have nothing to do with her or have little to do with her.

Meng Yier has always been lazy, but she can always do well easily what she is interested in. And she doesn't like things that she doesn't interest in, no matter how simple it is, she can't do it well and can't remember it.

She thought for ten seconds, but she couldn't remember where she had heard the name, and finally chose to give up.

She smiled softly, as if mocking her own unreliable memory.

She looked up, saw the bathroom sign, turned and walked quickly in the direction of the arrow.

Meng Yier went to the bathroom, stood still in front of the mirror, and tidied up her hair, which was a little messy from sleeping on the plane.

After tidying up, he smiled at himself in the mirror, turned around and walked to the bathroom inside.

Suddenly, she was hit by a force that took her to the bathroom where the door had been opened.

Before Meng Yier could react, she was pressed against the wall by a man, and then there was a "click", and the bathroom door had been locked by the man.

Meng Yi'er stared at the man in front of her with big eyes and a confused expression.

What's going on? What's going on? She just wanted to go to the bathroom.

It's handsome!

Although I can't see the whole picture of the man, Meng Yier is definitely a handsome guy, that's right.

The man's chestnut hair was slightly long and slightly curly, and he wore a fisherman's hat and a mask, revealing only a pair of large, but deep, cold eyes.

Well, this line of equipment is a robbery, that's right.

Rob? Robbery or robbery? Is it all popular now, and all the robberies are hit in the toilet?

Meng Yier was wearing sunglasses, and the man couldn't see the doubts in her eyes.

The man squinted his deep eyes and glanced at her faintly, then stared vigilantly at the door next to him.

The bewildered Meng Yier waited for a few seconds, but did not wait for the man's explanation, and her pretty face became gloomy, "Ah......, help-"