The king of the net loves the arrogant queen

The midsummer evening is not as scorching as the noon, and occasionally there are a few wisps of evening wind blowing by, bringing a hint of warmth...

The cold voice had disappeared for a long time, and the calm atmosphere not long ago was gone now, and the deep atmosphere seemed to be saying something difficult.

"Hey, do you know the building you see after taking a taxi for 15 minutes from here?"

"Hehe, so what?" Yukimura smiled at the serious man, without the usual smirk and usual arrogance.

15 minutes?That's pretty accurate!Mishima Group?What happened five days ago, with the style of the Atobe family, and the fact that Atobe is the only heir of the Atobe family, there must be some action!

But...it seems very interesting!Hey, Limo, you really have the physique to attract conspiracy!

"Aren't you always in power? Are you absolutely not allowed to have uncertain factors around you?" Echizen Ryoma sneered slightly.

"Hehe, isn't it fun to change your style once in a while?" Yukimura countered with a smile.

"It seems that we have reached a consensus!" Echizen Ryoma stopped the taxi coming from afar.

"I always thought we were of the same family!" Yukimura got into the car with a smile.

That's right, how could the person who survived the training of Tezuka's fake iceberg and Fuji's black-bellied bear for three years not be a ruthless character?

"Hmph, you really think highly of me!" Echizen Ryoma snorted coldly, closed the car door, and fastened his seat belt.

Yukimura smiled, disapprovingly.

"Lost it? What's going on?" Xie Wendong stood up suddenly, and the leather chair behind him slowly stopped after turning a few times because of his movements. He frowned, staring at the four people in front of him with cold eyes, and questioned .

"We originally followed Miss, but before we knew it, the high-rise building in front of us turned into a vast expanse of whiteness, and later we found ourselves lying on the roof of the hospital! This subordinate is not good at work, please punish Brother Dong!" After finishing speaking, the four People kneel down on one knee at the same time.

Xie Wendong sat down slowly, leaned back, embraced his arms, turned the leather chair left and right, and unconsciously narrowed his sharp Danfeng eyes...

After a while, he opened his lips and said, "You guys go down first!"

"Brother Dong, do you think it's that angel?" Jiang Sen, who was quiet on the side, finally couldn't bear the suppressed atmosphere, worried and wondered.

Xie Wendong rubbed the corners of his eyes, "There is a possibility, but there is a possibility that it is someone she knows!"

"The tall hat that morning?"

"Her friend is here!" Xie Wendong stood up, with a strange smile on his lips, which was unpredictable.

Jiang Sen scratched his head helplessly and followed Xie Wendong's pace.