"Yes, you will make this your home!" Leng Yihan took off his blazer and unbuttoned the two buttons.

The lines of the muscles are exposed, and the figure is indeed not bad.

"I ......"

Lin Jiawen was terrified in his heart, could it be that Leng Yihan really wanted to ...... her

"Mr. Leng, I'm here to apply for a job, my job is over, I'm going home now, please borrow your car and let me go home,

When I return the car to you tomorrow morning, I will definitely fill the tank with full gas. ”

After Lin Jiawen finished speaking, he looked at the car keys on the coffee table, and was about to take them and leave.

Leng Yihan brought himself a glass of wine and sat lazily on the sofa.

watched Lin Jiawen go to open the door, but he didn't open it for a long time.

Lin Jiawen glanced back at Leng Yihan, Leng Yihan shook the red wine glass in his hand and took a sip.

"Mr. Leng, it's not too early, it's time for me to go home, can you please help me open the door."

"Lin Jiawen, aren't you coming to join me?"

Leng Yihan put down his wine glass, and his eyes were extremely cold.

"Cold and cold! I'm here to run to you, I'm here to find a job, what are you doing with me in your house? ”

After Lin Jiawen said this, she felt a little regretful, she was really afraid of Leng Yihan and said, you.

"What for?" Leng Yileng smiled, "It's all your job, sit down!" ”

Lin Jiawen looked at Leng Yihan and patted the position beside him, feeling a chill in his back.

"Leng Yihan, do you want me to repeat it again? My working hours are over! ”

"Who said it was over!" Leng Yihan suddenly got up.

Lin Jiawen instantly pulled out his gun and aimed it at Leng Yihan, "Leng Yihan, I'm just working with you, don't even think about other things." ”

The corners of Leng Yihan's lips curled, revealing a weird smile,

"Lin Jiawen, you seem to be very open-minded!"

Lin Jiawen put the muzzle of the gun against Leng Yihan's chest, "I'm not joking, if you dare to take another step forward, I will shoot." ”

"My request for an assistant is, 24 hours." Leng Yihan suddenly turned around and looked at the middle of the living room, a huge oil painting in a daze.

This is a dress in French oil painting of the XVIII century, in the Impressionist style.

Leng Yihan has been living as Agent Devi in the past, so his personality is a little uncertain.

Perhaps it is also for this reason that he is very fond of Impressionist style oil paintings.

Lin Jiawen clenched the gun in his hand and kept pointing at Leng Yihan's heart.

"Lin Jiawen, the reason why I can let you be my assistant is because your mission was to protect Ye Qingyan."

Leng Yihan suddenly turned to look at Lin Jiawen, who was holding the pistol tightly, "Actually, Ye Qingyan's brother is not only Ye Qianyan, but also me, so I will trust you." ”

"What?" Lin Jiawen frowned.

"Qingyan's father is my adoptive father, if it weren't for the misunderstanding you had just made about me, I wouldn't have told you so much."

Leng Yihan walked towards Lin Jiawen, "Actually, I am in deep danger everywhere, and there are many people who want to kill me, so I will find someone worthy of trust, you,

Come and be my assistant and help me 24 hours a day! ”

Lin Jiawen slowly put down the gun, "Mr. Leng, you didn't make it clear before that it was 24 hours, if you knew that this was the case, I wouldn't take this job!" ”

"I follow your choice, the mechanism of the door, which is the place where the map behind the door points a red dot, press it, and you can leave the ......"

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