Quick Wear: Beautiful cannon fodder, she is always coveted by crazy critics

The girl pressed her pearly teeth against her lower lip helplessly, her brown eyes moving slightly as the man asked her. When she saw the gradually darkening look in his eyes, she shook her head like a rattle.

"He kissed me, so he bit Qin Beizhou in a hurry."

"We didn't do anything else, believe me, A Yan."

"Yeah." The hand around the girl's waist increased its strength, and Jiang Zhiyue moved closer, "But I'm a little angry, so I have to cover up his smell."

After saying that, Qin Yan held her head with his hands with distinct finger bones, raised his chin and kissed her.

For a moment, my breathing became complicated and intertwined.

The kiss was more passionate than usual, making Jiang Zhiyue unable to close her mouth. She could only endure the torrential demands, and her lips were numb from the kisses.

The scent of sea salt covered every inch of skin and soft flesh.

Qin Yan gathered the beautiful silky black hair that was scattered behind him to one side, and his hand fumbled for the zipper on his back, followed by a slight sound.

The girl's long eyelashes were like leaves dancing in the wind, blinking slightly constantly. Her eyes closed lightly as the kiss fell on her shoulder, like a fish at the mercy of others.

"Ayan, there is no touching here..."

"Um,,"

The man's already deep and textured voice tightened, making it even sexier in the dim light, "I can't help it."

"If you're afraid of pain, take the initiative, okay?"

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When she regained consciousness, Jiang Zhiyue found herself lying on Qin Yan's chest in a half-prone position.

She lowered her head and rubbed the man's tight and elastic chest muscles, then lay on him like an octopus.

Qin Yan hugged her up, turned off his phone, put it on the bedside table, and fiddled with her long hair.

It seems that every strand of hair is full of spirituality, drawing a beautiful arc with the swing of the waist, and sticking to the girl's flushed face.

"Do you like this?"

He hinted at Jiang Zhiyue by placing his hands on her slender waist, which was so thin that it was not even as thick as a hand. Recalling the overly charming scene before him, he couldn't help but feel his blood boiling.

"I see you like it."

She hummed in response, her voice so weak that she had no strength left. "Who sent the message just now? It's vibrating non-stop."

"You Yueze said he found the man who was selling the banned drugs."

Jiang Zhiyue lazily lifted her eyelids, like a satisfied and charming little fox, "Then I'll go with you."

"How are you going to go like this? Are you going to carry me?"

After having breakfast with Jiang Zhiyue, Qin Yan asked You Yueze to go out together, changed to a more low-key black SUV, and navigated to the other party's current address.

"Wait for me in the car. If you don't come down in half an hour, contact Qin Beizhou."

"Qin Beizhou?"

Several question marks suddenly popped up above You Yueze's head. Before he could ask, he saw the man open the passenger door and walked out.

This is said to be an old residential building, but in fact, few people live here. The corridor is pitch black in broad daylight, and the hanging incandescent lamps do not provide any lighting at all.

Qin Yan couldn't help but frown when he smelled the damp and dark atmosphere. When he arrived at 302, he saw that the door was ajar, so he kicked it open without any hesitation.

In a small hall that could only be accommodated at a glance, two men were sitting in front of shabby furniture.

In addition to the vendor we were looking for, there was another person.

With an unhappy expression, she raised her head to relax her tense shoulders and neck, and casually brushed her long golden hair back, "Why are all of you so nice to Jiang Zhiyue? It's really annoying."

"Why not just let it end as an explosion? Why do you insist on finding out the truth? How can I let her go if I do that?"

"Charlesson Ferrey."

Qin Yan pulled the corner of his mouth in a mocking tone, the silver studs on his brow flashing wildly, and undercurrents surged in his dark eyes, "After doing all these things, do you really think you can get away with it?"

Fei Rui picked up the silver pistol on the table, pinched off the dust on the handle with his fingertips, hooked it on his fingertips and turned it twice, then slowly slid the barrel of the gun.

The man put his index finger on the gun body and slowly moved it to the trigger. He pointed the gun at Qin Yan and smiled maliciously, "I was not involved in the sale and ignition of explosives, was I?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the muzzle of the gun suddenly turned, aimed at the man next to him, and shot him twice in the knee.

The other person opened his eyes wide in surprise, hugged his knees with a scream, and fell off the stool.

The sound kept echoing in the empty hall and corridor, making people's hair stand on end.

"This is the murderer. You should thank me."

The man curled up on the ground in pain, unable to move due to his injured knee. Warm blood kept flowing through his fingers. He gritted his teeth and said, "You said you would keep my wife and children safe!!"

"Yeah, so it doesn't matter if you die."

"Oh, by the way," Ferry raised his green eyes and said with interest, "A few days ago I heard that someone applied for a red notice from Interpol, but unfortunately..."

As he said that, he threw the manila file bag on the table and said, "Don't waste your time."

Qin Yan was not surprised by the information in his hand, and immediately asked, "You only intercepted one copy? Then you should have started the process yesterday. Enjoy the last month."

"Perhaps you can get away with it abroad. But this is Beijing. Once the arrest warrant comes down, no one can protect you."

"Then let's see which one comes first, the one-month deadline or the Qin family is destroyed first."

Fei Rui nodded and said, "You probably don't know yet, the Qin family's initial start-up capital was black money."

Catching the wonderful micro-expressions of his predecessors, he couldn't help but laugh out loud, waved goodbye and said, "Sure enough, the young master born in a golden jar lives a wonderful life."

Qin Yan pursed her light red lips, looked at the man who kept asking for help, found a rope nearby and threw it to him, "Tie it to stop the bleeding, the ambulance will be here soon."

All traces of information about the Qin family's early days have been erased from various channels, and the search has been fruitless, so he can only confront Master Qin face to face.

What he got was the other party's fury, "What do you mean? If you think the money is dirty, you can just leave the Qin family."

"You are a member of the Qin family, how could you listen to other people's slander!!"

Look it's real.

Qin Yan looked at the old man in the wheelchair, but said nothing in the end. He turned around and went to find Qin Beizhou.

Qin Beizhou seemed to have expected this. He sat at his desk calmly and raised his eyelids, "Did you meet Fei Rui?"

"Yes."

"Don't you want the Qin family? So get rid of him first, and the rest is between us."

Compared to himself, Qin Beizhou obviously knew better how to collect evidence and how Fei Rui stole Qin's internal information through illegal channels.

As long as it is finalized before the other party reveals this, the Qin family can be saved.

Qin Beizhou put down the pen in his hand, stood up and walked to him, his expression indifferent, "You seem to have some misunderstandings."

"Taking away the Qin family is just to punish you, so it doesn't matter even if it is destroyed."

"Because that's my purpose as well."

Qin Yan listened to the calm words of the predecessor and chuckled, "How cold-blooded! He has no feelings at all."

"So this is your decision."

Qin Beizhou restrained his expression, twirled the black and gold metal lighter with his fingertips, and suddenly opened the lid, and the orange blossoms swayed and jumped in the air.

"I can consider collecting evidence, but there are conditions."

"What conditions?"

"Break up with Jiang Zhiyue."