Wu Xi hesitated for a moment, then walked over, "What are you doing?"

Li Lecheng turned around, saw Wu Xi, a surprise smile appeared on his face, and strode over.

"Mr. Wu! Where have you been? We have been looking for you for a long time!"

"I went for a stroll around the neighborhood, what's the matter? Is there such a big fight because I'm afraid I won't be able to escape?" Wu Xi showed a displeased expression.

Li Lecheng smiled and said: "How dare we, it's not that the boss has told you before, if he finds out that you are missing, it will be our subordinates who will suffer."

Wu Xi looked around, feeling a little chilled in his heart, Song Yan said to send two people to follow, but in the end he treated himself like a prisoner, without any freedom.

"I won't run away," Wu Xi said lightly, "My contract hasn't expired yet."

Li Lecheng smiled brightly and said: "That's good, so our brothers can breathe a sigh of relief."

When they came out of the restaurant, Wu Xi and the people in the restaurant apologized, there were many people around the mall, and four or five cars were parked in the center of the downtown.

Watching Li Lecheng lead him towards those cars, Wu Xi lowered his head, walked quickly to the car, opened the door and sat in.

"How many people did you send?" Wu Xi couldn't help asking when the car started.

Li Lecheng scratched his hair and said with a smile: "Well, turn around and look at the mall."

Wu Xi turned his head and looked at the shopping mall not far away. There were five floors in total, and there were some serious-looking people standing in the aisles of each floor.

Just a cursory glance, there were forty or fifty of them, Wu Xi clenched his fingers, feeling scared, no wonder Chu Wei asked him to meet in a deserted corner.

If they had just met anywhere in the mall, the outcome would be unimaginable.

It was not completely dark yet, Xing Jiu was leaning in front of the car to smoke, when he heard footsteps, he immediately put out the cigarette and stepped on it.

"Is Song Yan so strict? Does anyone smoke?" A pale and slender man with a ponytail was standing a few steps away. He looked very weak, as if he could be blown away by any gust of wind.

Xing Jiu pushed his glasses and said respectfully, "Good evening, young master."

"Don't be so alien." Song Xin stepped forward, "We haven't been in touch for a long time. I just returned to China during this period. I'm too busy. Sorry, I didn't contact you."

"Young master speaks too seriously, and my subordinates dare not take up your time." Xing Jiu frowned inaudibly.

Song Xin took out his mobile phone and handed it to Xing Jiu. His slender fingers belonged to a pair of pianist hands, beautiful and exquisite like precious works of art.

"your number."

Xing Jiu didn't reach out, and said with a serious face: "Eldest Young Master, I am now Second Young Master's person."

Song Xin smiled, her emotional eyes were full of sadness.

"Can't you just leave a contact information? I promise, I won't bother you."

Xing Jiu paused, Song Yan was walking this way from the corner of his eye, he quickly took the phone and entered a number.

Taking the phone, Song Xin smiled and said in a low voice, "See you next time."

When Song Yan passed by Song Xin, Song Xin greeted him and asked worriedly, "Brother, is the injury on your hand okay? If the wound is cracked, you need to go to the hospital for treatment."

The bandage used to bind the wound on his left hand was now oozing bright red blood. Song Yan's complexion was as usual, and he glanced at Song Xin indifferently and contemptuously, and said, "Take care of yourself first."

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