Xiaojing, lie down and don't move

Inside the Atobe White House Pavilion in the early morning of the next day

Atobe was standing by the big French window, under the window was the rose garden he was most proud of, but at this moment he had no desire to watch it; Atobe's slender fingers were tightly clung to his side Floor-to-ceiling curtains of golden silk, with white knuckles.

He didn't fall asleep all night, and once he closed his eyes, Lan Yanxi's appearance when he died would appear in his mind... His sister's words were tumbling in his ears... yes Yes, he died for himself. If...if he could be stronger, no one would lose his life because of him...

Atobu hated Lan Yanxi, hated it at first, and hated it even more now; why did he always mess up his life; that hateful man humiliated himself again and again when he was alive, let him think it through He didn't even know when he had messed with such a dangerous person; now that he's dead and disappeared from his life, he doesn't have to be afraid of that person threatening and hurting him...but... ....

buzz~

Atobe was startled, and took out the vibrating mobile phone from his trouser pocket—it was a text message from Yushi Ninzu, which said the news of Lan Yanxi's death. There were not many words on the bright screen, but Atobe felt that The words are sharp and tight, and the hand holding the phone is getting harder, as if trying to crush it.

[Of course I know...Of course I know he's dead! ! ! 】Atobe roared and dropped the phone to the ground, the small metal body shattered the moment it hit the hard marble floor.

Atobe stood on the ground panting heavily, and unconsciously grabbed the clothes on his chest, the fabric that should have been flat was full of ravaged folds; he didn't know what it felt like, he was so depressed that he almost couldn't breathe.

[...I know...he's dead...] Atobe paused for a moment when he stretched out his hand into the closet, and unconsciously grabbed the fabric beside his hand; of course he knew Lan Yanxi died, and he was by his side when that man died... During those days, he wanted Lan Yanxi to die every day... Now he is really dead.. ...Why doesn't he feel the slightest joy in his heart...it's more like...something is missing...after all...that man... .. because he died...

dong dong dong~

[Go away to my uncle! 】Atobe's breathing was still a little unsteady, and he rudely refused the knock on the door. Once upon a time, he, who flaunted his flamboyance, was also proud of the knock on the door with just the right time interval and severity, which was in line with his own aesthetics .

[Sorry young master, master please go to the study to discuss matters. 】The servant's voice was not loud, and it just reached the master's ears. Even if Atobe responded so rudely, he still kept the etiquette.

【...My uncle knows. 】Atobe tried his best to suppress the gloom that burst out of his body, changed into decent clothes and came to the study.

【Jing Wu, you know about Lan Yanxi's death, right? 】Atobe Shingo turned his back to his son, and there was no ups and downs in his voice.

Why did they remind him of Lan Yanxi's death one by one?Atobe answered his father's words with a cold handsome face.

【Yes, father, you should be the first to get the news. 】Atobe smiled mockingly, and his sea-blue eyes were covered with ice.

【We have just started to cooperate with Lanyan Group, but the death of Lanyanxi has led to a sharp decline in Atobujia's stock. 】Atobe Shingo said calmly and turned his body away, he wanted to know what his son was thinking; that was enough to influence his decision.

Hearing this, the sarcasm on Atobu's lips became even worse: Lan Yanxi, I didn't wrong you, did you see that?You have spent your entire life without getting someone who treats you sincerely. People approach you for your power and wealth.

Atobe didn't laugh at Lan Yanxi's failure, now he just felt that the man was pitiful; Atobe didn't have the so-called empathy for his father's words, but he became more and more angry, he was not fair for Lan Yanxi.

【President Atobe, what do you think the heirs of the Atobe family are worth...】

[Father, how much do you think your son's life is worth...] Atobe's tone was a bit aggressive, and he controlled himself not to explode his anger.

[Tell me what you think. ] Shingo Atobe didn't pay too much attention to his son's excitement, but just waited for the final result.

Atobe stared fixedly at the man in front of the table for a long while, his thin lips curled up.

[Heh... the easiest way is to terminate the contract, a choice that has to be made for self-protection; but it is not without weaknesses, a temporary achievement may be exchanged for the stability of the Atobe Group, but the Atobe Group's That's the end of his footsteps. When he can't move forward, the Atobe consortium can only sway in the financial circle... The value of a person is not just to be used. The previous relationship with the Lanyan Group The cooperation is to promote the development of the Atobe Group... Now that the Lanyan Group has not yet collapsed, as a partner who has helped us...we gave up on it...it just makes people give up We...] After saying this, Atobe had already walked to the door, turned his head and glanced at his immobile father, and walked out, biting his lower lip to show that he was not calm.

Atobe leaned against the door panel, looking up at the sky...

on the other hand--

A black Chinese-style robe, a tall figure, long black hair tied up with a ribbon... and the man with obsidian-like eyes - Lan Yanxi is sitting in a stronghold in a certain building On the sofa; the man who was supposed to be the companion of the god of death stayed there almost intact, if one ignores his slightly pale face.

No one would doubt the authenticity of this man, those unique eyes, the dangerous aura like a black hole and the sinister smile on the corner of his mouth cannot be imitated by others.

Lan Yanxi was lazily leaning on the sofa, her slender legs crossed together, her rather casual posture exuded a rare elegance, her dexterous fingertips stirred up colorful waves on the magazine; As soon as he stopped, there was something he cared about on the gorgeous coloring page—whether the Atobe consortium terminated the contract in order to protect itself.

Lan Yanxi raised the corners of her mouth with interest, the content in the tabloids was not groundless; his 'death' caused most of the groups that worked closely with them to spend a lot of compensation in order to terminate the contract, but the stock of the Jibu Group fell sharply. Big, but did not follow suit immediately. Shingo Atobe’s prudent style is commendable, but if Atobe Group still chooses to terminate the contract after watching it...then I will stop all cooperation projects with it... ...never continue...

Because...he's not dead...is he?

[Hee...] Liz's pretty face was a little tired, but those radiant eyes were the fountain of spirit.

[Let's talk. 】Lan Yanxi nodded, half closed her eyes.

[Lan Yanfeng is indeed not dead. The one who died that day was the plastic double that he had prepared in advance. It is said that there are 8 other doubles with the same double, and they have all been secretly executed now. As for Lan Yanfeng...haven't been caught yet . ] In the end, Liz's expression became a little unnatural, after all, all this was caused by her poor handling of affairs.

【continue. 】Although Lan Yanxi didn't miss the guilt on Liz's face, he didn't want to mention it again. Liz is a very self-respecting girl, and this failure will only make her progress faster.

[Yes... Lan Yanfeng took advantage of Aida Fujino's hatred to draw attention to the Atobe Group. The 3 million US dollars will be split in half between the two; Lan Yanfeng can take it for granted if the money is filled to the owed amount Back at Lanyan's family, for the smooth development of the matter, Lanyanfeng sent Jingwei who has been trained for many years... Your appearance in this kidnapping was unexpected. ] Liz explained the reasons clearly and confidently, and her gentle voice made the listeners feel comfortable.

Lan Yanxi didn't speak. When he saw the excellent troops yesterday, he became suspicious in his heart. After careful observation, he found that the guns in the hands of those people happened to be a batch of firearms that he had stolen many years ago, and the people in black were right. Aida Fujino's attitude also showed that the person who was in charge of the incident was not this person. In fact, he did not think that it would be Lan Yanfeng's actions at that time.

According to the performance of the people in black, he can be sure that the mastermind is nearby; this kind of elite troops, the implementation of the order is Tie Ji, if their master did not issue a task, then they will never shoot Aida; Lan Yanxi held a bet Baba's mind was planning, and he was deliberately shot to show the illusion of death; thanks to him, the mastermind was so excited that he exposed himself; the moment Lan Yanxi fell to the ground, he saw Lan Yanfeng's figure, although It's just a flash, but he will never be wrong.

He quietly pressed the communicator on his cuff to notify his subordinates to come; the next day he immediately asked someone to release the news that he was dead, Lan Yanfeng must be eager to take the bait; Lan Yanxi has never underestimated him as an 'uncle' Otherwise, he would not be able to fight so far, but it is a pity that the person's greed is too great. If not, the position of Patriarch Lanyan himself would not be so secure; there are two purposes of cheating death: one is to lure Lan Yan Yan Feng, er... just to get rid of Lan Yanfeng's old subordinates and ambiguous partners in the company. Since he took over the Lanyan Group, he has discovered too many fake cooperation cases full of private pockets. Using their power to satisfy their selfishness (desire), the loss of money is countless; although he doesn't care about that little money, it stains his eyes.

[Within three days, bring Lan Yanfeng's body to me... the company that terminated the contract... buy them all... If the Atobe Group still does not request to terminate the contract after three days, Then... to their heirs. 】Lan Yanxi waved her hand to signal Lisi to go out as she spoke, and lowered her eyelids to cover her bright eyes.

After hearing the sound of closing the door, Lan Yanxi opened her eyes, her bright black pupils showed no trace of tiredness; she unbuttoned her skirt with her fingers, and the black silk robe was scattered on the sofa, revealing her smooth honey-colored skin, flowing along her clear skin. Looking up at his abdominal muscles, the snow-white gauze was a bit dazzling, wrapped around his chest thickly, and traces of blood leaked out along the heart.

Lan Yanxi frowned, the injury was more serious than he imagined, as the bandage fell off, beads of sweat appeared on Lan Yanxi's forehead, her upper teeth bit her thin lip, and pulled off the part that adhered to the wound; He is not afraid of pain, moderate pain can awaken people, he does not like restraint, the tightly wound bandage makes him feel quite uncomfortable; he hastily wiped the bleeding wound, lying on the sofa, lazily, like a dangerous cat cheetah.

The evening sun came in, and the warm light enveloped Lan Yanxi's body; the man smiled evilly, and fell asleep just like that.