Mysterious level up! Shen Ye cries and begs for reconciliation again

At noon.

The old city area is different from the central area with high-rise buildings. This side has the flavor of the old imperial capital. It is busy and crowded. Even at lunch time, you can still smell the smoke from every household.

A tall, smartly dressed woman stood at the edge of the winding alley.

Qi Yan put one hand in his pocket and held the phone in the other, lowering his eyes and then looking up to confirm.

【No. 407, East District】

She put her phone back in her pocket, looked up and knocked on the mottled iron door with some paint peeling off.

‘Dong dong dong——’

"..."

Qi Yan knocked back and forth a few times but there was no movement from inside. Just as she looked up at the courtyard gate that was half a meter taller than her, the iron gate creaked open a crack.

"Who?"

A clear male voice sounded, and the moment he saw a pair of cold and clear eyes through the light-seeping crack in the door, his instinct to sense danger started screaming wildly, and he quickly closed the door.

In a flash, the iron door was pressed open by a white and slender hand.

The boy was shocked, and even though he used all his strength he couldn't move at all.

"You...who are you?"

He stepped back, staring at Qi Yan who was slowly pushing the door open, touched the iron rod behind him, and warned, "Get out, or I'll call the police!"

Qi Yan saw all of his little movements. She turned around and politely closed the iron door, with no emotion in her tone.

"Jong-sun, right?"

Zhong Shan rolled his throat quickly. What happened in the past few days since he returned to China made him extremely nervous.

"……Who are you?"

As he spoke, Zhong Shan slowly walked behind her, raised both hands holding the stick high, and aimed at the woman's seemingly fragile neck.

"Bang—" Along with the sound of the bolt being inserted, her light voice rang out, "Your father asked me to protect you."

"Put down what's in your hand," Qi Yantou didn't reply, "Your father didn't ask me to be your punching bag."

"..."

Zhong Shan clenched the iron rod tightly: "How can I believe that what you said is true?"

Qi Yan turned sideways and looked at the handsome young man.

Although his eyes were full of vigilance and his forehead was covered with sweat, one could still vaguely glimpse his confident and sunny look in the photo.

It seems that he didn't suffer much.

She looked him up and down, thinking.

Zhong Shan felt uncomfortable. The naked look in this woman's eyes was no different from that of someone evaluating pork at a vegetable market.

"I don't need your trust," he said after estimating the price... and sizing up Qi Yan, "Pack up and follow me."

"I don't know you. Who are you? Where is my dad? I won't go with you unless you tell me clearly."

Zhong Shan doesn't trust Qi Yan.

Yes, being alone in a foreign country, with no news from his father all of a sudden, and running to the completely unfamiliar country S, he encountered several dangers on the way to looking for his father and almost lost his life. Even the most docile person would become alert.

Even Du Qi Yan, who didn't have much sympathy in the Communist Party, felt that he was a bit pitiful, and there was a bit of pity in his clear and calm eyes.

So, the considerate Qi Yan stretched his shoulders and decided to help him.

"You! What are you going to do? Let me go!"

Zhong Shan had an iron rod taken away from him and was pressed against his neck before being led into the house. No matter how he struggled, it was useless.

The cold hand on the back of my neck was like an iron clamp, and I couldn't break free at all.

Is she...really human?

As a drop of cold sweat slid down Zhong Shan's forehead, this thought popped up along with the hairs standing on end.

"Don't challenge my patience," Qi Yan lowered his eyes, his extremely indifferent gaze fell on him, his palms slightly tightened, "You should be able to feel that it would be easy for me to kill you."

She has always been a person with very little patience, and only some idiot thinks she is a good person.

"..." Zhong Shan felt a chill down his spine, like a crow being strangled, and stopped struggling.

Because the momentum of the person behind him seemed like he could really strangle his neck.

"You, you let me go first." He negotiated.

Qi Yan also cooperated and let him go.

She sat down on the old-fashioned sofa at the side in a natural and lazy manner, crossed her long straight legs, looked at Zhong Shan who was pinching the back of his neck and said.

"Pack your luggage and follow me," she lowered her eyes to check the time and said tolerantly, "I'll give you ten minutes."

Zhong Shan: “…”

He stared at the good-looking woman. The intimidation from before made him afraid to act rashly: "Where's my dad?"

"One minute has passed." Qi Yan reminded.

"Where the hell is he?"

"I don't care who you are now. If you let me go with you, you must believe that you are really sent by my father."

"Let him talk to me. You should be able to contact him, right?"

"I'm talking to you, why aren't you answering?"

Zhong Shan threw a bunch of questions at him, and Qi Yan glanced at him indifferently: "You have six minutes."

“…fuck.”

Zhong Shan glared at her, turned around and ran back to the inner room.

He still chose to go with this woman, unlike the previous executioner who said nothing but wanted to kill him. This was the only possibility of getting news about his father since he returned to the country.

Another point is that he can't beat Qi Yan at all.

Zhong Shan thought he was quite skilled in martial arts, having learned Sanda and free fighting since he was a child, otherwise he would not have survived those killers until now.

But even his resistance seemed futile in front of that woman...

He stood in front of the shabby wooden cabinet, staring at the dark pistol with a metallic luster in the drawer. He reached out to pick it up and checked the magazine very gently.

There was a layer of dark and obscure haze on the gentle and handsome face.

It's ok.

If she's a liar, kill her.

……

The sun is shining today.

Outside the courtyard gate, Qi Yan squinted at the sky, and Zhong Shan followed behind and closed the door. This was his new place to stay for the past few days, and he didn't know how this woman found him.

He looked at Qi Yan's unguarded back and tightened the strap of his backpack.

"Get in the car." Qi Yan pressed the key, and the SUV on the corner flashed its lights.

After saying that, Qi Yan opened the driver's door on his own.

When it came to Zhong Shan, her service attitude was not so good. She opened the car door for him and kept smiling, which was simply non-existent.

Zhong Shan tried to pull the passenger door but it didn't work, so he knocked on the window: "Open the door."

The car window rolled down, and Qi Yan glanced at him: "Go sit in the back."

"why?"

In foreign countries, he is also a young master who is the center of attention. Aren’t those who come to protect him servile and fawning?

This woman is special.

Zhong Shan burst out with the dissatisfaction he had been accumulating for so long: "I'll sit in the front, you open the door."

Qi Yan glanced at him sideways, didn't unlock the passenger door, and didn't say anything.

Qi Yan didn't want to care about such a trivial matter.

Sit in the front, as long as you don't block her view by sitting on the steering wheel, she doesn't mind sitting on the roof, but...

Besides the fact that Shen Rao was being rude and forbidding her to carry anyone else in the passenger seat, she also had her own selfish motives.

She didn't want anyone to touch the place where Shen Rao had sat.

"Go sit in the back." Qi Yan said in an unquestionable tone.

Zhong Shan insisted: "Aren't you sent by my father to protect me? He probably gave you a lot of money. How dare you disobey your employer after receiving the money?"

Qi Yan said expressionlessly: "Haha."

"...You, what are you laughing at?" Zhong Shan frowned.