Yang Zhiji, who was the passenger in the car, turned around and said to Long Yilin, who was reading documents in the back seat, "Young Master, there is someone fighting in the front. It's the young lady I saw at Bai Zhai before."
Long Yilin was not interested at all, but he immediately raised his head after hearing this.
Seeing the face that appeared in his dreams from time to time, Long Yilin sat up straight and said, "Stop the car."
The "stop" call was very impatient and a little excited.
Long Yilin's thin lips raised a faint smile. She did not attend his grandpa's birthday party, but they met her one day later. His determination became even stronger.
The driver immediately braked. Yang Zhiji looked at Long Yilin with a hint of surprise, and immediately followed him when he saw him get out of the car.
Long Yilin only came back from his excitement when he got out of the car. He flinched and remembered Leng Yiqin's indifference when he met her twice in Nanyang City. He calmed down and thought about how to say hello.
Yang Zhiji didn't understand why Long Yilin stopped suddenly, but he didn't ask. That was not something he could ask.
But Leng Yiqin had already noticed them, because few people passed by here, and everyone who came to the clothing exhibition needed an invitation.
Leng Yiqin and the others arrived late. It was almost starting and the guests had almost entered.
Suddenly a car stopped, Leng Yiqin raised his eyes and took a look, and immediately turned away when he saw Long Yilin.
But the peace in my heart was rippled.
She hurriedly brought her brothers and sisters out because she didn't want to stay in the same city as Long Yilin. She made good excuses not to go to Bai's house, but she still met them.
She had never encountered him once in all her travels around the world, but she had encountered him several times in less than ten days.
This fate cannot be decided by humans.
Li Wanning also noticed someone coming, raised his curious eyes, and his eyes widened slightly and shone brightly.
Even though Li Wanning had seen many handsome men and boys, her father, several brothers, and several uncles were all very good-looking, but she was still stunned when she saw the man in front of her.
He has short, stylish black hair and cold white skin. He is considered fair for a man, but not effeminate.
His appearance can be described as devilishly handsome, with clear lines on his face.
Under the thick eyebrows is a pair of eyes that are full of alienation and faintly awe-inspiring.
He has a handsome nose, moderately thick lips, and a tear mole in the corner of his left eye, which is very charming.
He is very tall, probably over 1.85 meters.
She has a perfect clothesline figure and very good proportions. She shows off her noble and elegant temperament just by wearing a simple black suit.
Li Wanning's eyes were full of appreciation, and she suddenly felt a lot of inspiration.
Leng Yiqin looked back at Long Yilin, not in the mood to think about him now.
She looked at Mu Fengming and Mai Jing, they high-fived and then danced in celebration.
The bodyguards surrounding them fainted.
Ning Tingting was stunned, her angry eyes mixed with a hint of disbelief.
She has six bodyguards openly and six secretly. Although these twelve people are not the best bodyguards in the family, they have never made any mistakes in protecting her for so long, let alone being beaten down now.
They had no power to fight back in front of the two teenagers.
"Ah Jing, Ah Ming, come in."
"Okay, here we come." Mai Jing said.
"Good."
Mu Fengming glanced at Ning Tingting with pity. It was stupid for him to fight with his sister because he had no ability.
Mai Jing and Mu Fengming also turned to look at Long Yilin. They were busy just now, but they also noticed this man.
His presence is too strong.
His whole person exuded a resistance that kept strangers away from him, as well as a formidable aura of a king.
A person with such an aura is not a simple person at first glance.
When they first saw this man, Mai Jing and Mu Fengming had the same feeling as when they saw Leng Yiqin's father, Uncle Leng Yan. He was equally powerful and dangerous, but the difference was that they feared Uncle Leng and were on guard against this man.
At this time, the receptionist hurriedly came out with the person in charge.
Mai Jing immediately handed over the invitation.
When the person in charge saw the unique invitation, his attitude was very respectful. This invitation was a VIP among VIPs. He quickly asked the receptionist to bring it in, without even paying attention to Ning Tingting.
Watching the slender figure walking further and further away, Long Yilin asked, "What's the place inside?"
Yang Zhiji took out his mobile phone and sent a message, and received a reply soon.
He took two steps forward and said, "Young Master, this is the Zhou family's villa, and Fashion Week is being held."
"Look for an invitation."
Long Yilin didn't want to miss it again. Since fate made them meet again and again, he would not leave so easily.
"And find out more about this."
"yes."
Yang Zhiji glanced at the woman on the side who was doubting her life. She should be honored to be the first woman to be 'targeted' by his young master.
After going in and sitting down, Mu Fengming was the first to ask curiously, "Sister, who is that man? He looks very powerful. If it weren't for his strong presence, I wouldn't be able to feel his footsteps."
Li Wanning and Mai Jing were equally curious and looked at Leng Yiqin.
Leng Yiqin pursed her red lips and said, "I almost forgot that I know such a person. I never have contact information. It's not important."
Just as Long Yilin came closer, his heart stung suddenly when he heard these words, but he didn't have any words to refute.
It's his fault.
This also made Long Yilin think about the opening remarks all the way and couldn't say it.
Leng Yiqin and the other four also noticed Long Yilin's arrival and sat down on their left.
But Leng Yiqin had no intention of speaking.
Mu Fengming and the other three were curious, but they were polite enough not to stare at Long Yilin all the time, and they didn't ask any more questions.
Soon the exhibition started. Except for Long Yilin and Leng Yiqin, everyone else watched it carefully.
Long Yilin didn't dare to look at Leng Yiqin too directly. He could only take a look at her while watching the walking models. Every glance was serious and detailed.
Every time he glanced at it, Long Yilin sketched that exquisite face in his mind.
How could Leng Yiqin not notice such a scorching gaze? It was just that she didn't want to face Long Yilin, or to be more precise, she didn't want to get involved. Their acquaintance ended when they were young.
But Leng Yiqin couldn't deceive that his emotions were affected.
Maybe it's because Long Yilin was the first person she considered a friend.
And this friend suddenly left without saying goodbye and never came back.
Recently, they met again suddenly, again and again, and Leng Yiqin was confused.
Li Wanning, who was most interested in watching the exhibition, would pull Leng Yiqin to discuss it from time to time, and her thoughts would be pulled away.
Fashion week is over and everyone is leaving.
Li Wanning liked the work of one of the designers and wanted to communicate and discuss it. Leng Yiqin asked someone to invite the designer to come out. They sat and waited for the designer to come out.
Leng Yiqin saw Long Yilin getting up and leaving with his mobile phone, watching his back gradually walking away, and did not look back until he was out of sight.
As the sun set, Leng Yiqin and four others walked out of Zhou's villa and walked to the parking lot.
The huge parking lot was so quiet that the only sound was the whistling wind.
Li Wanning pulled the collar of her coat and said, "It's so cold."
"Of course I'm hungry." Mai Jing said, "Little Lemon, what do you want to eat?"
Mu Fengming didn't say anything. He frowned and looked around. He didn't see anything strange. He just felt something was wrong. "Sister."
Leng Yiqin raised his hand to rub Mu Fengming's head and looked at him with admiration. Although Mu Fengming was the youngest, he was very talented in martial arts. "You have me."
Just two words made Mu Fengming feel at ease.
The car drives on the silent road.
"Let me see if you've made any progress."
Leng Yiqin braked and stopped as soon as he finished speaking.
The co-pilot, Li Wanning, was confused.
Mu Fengming and Mai Jing were in high spirits and said in unison, "Yes."
Then he quickly unbuckled his seat belt, opened the door and got out of the car.
At this moment, the front and rear of the car were blocked, and twenty people rushed out from the grass on both sides and surrounded them.
Several dazzling lights appeared in the distance, three cars stopped, and fifteen more people got out.
Leng Yiqin tilted his head and said to Li Wanning, "Little Lemon, let's have takeout today."
"Okay." Li Wanning took out her mobile phone, located the location of the hotel, looked at it carefully, and muttered, "Order more big dishes, Xiaoming and Xiaojing will definitely be very tired later."
Leng Yiqin immediately got out of the car, put his hands in his pockets, and leaned against the car door.
It seems boring, but he always pays attention to the situation of Mu Fengming and Mai Jing, and takes action whenever there is danger.
There were also three secret guards following behind, each responsible for protecting Li Wanning and the other three, waiting for Leng Yiqin's orders at any time.
Suddenly, Leng Yiqin noticed a car coming from behind again. When he saw Long Yilin getting out of the car, he put away the coldness in his eyes, but did not look at him again.
Yang Zhiji got out of the car and followed Long Yilin. He raised his eyebrows and couldn't hide a hint of surprise on his serious face, especially when he saw the two teenagers knocking down a big man with one punch.
"Young Master, these two young men actually know ancient martial arts, and their fists have internal power."
Long Yilin didn't answer, and looked at Leng Yiqin. He knew how powerful she was when he was a child, so how could the people around her be so bad.
The Leng family is one of the most powerful families in the hidden ancient martial arts of country A.
After all these years, she must be pretty awesome.
Long Yilin's eyes flashed with tenderness that he didn't even notice.
Another beam of light appeared in front, and six more cars came, five of which were seven-seater cars. At the front was a limited edition sports car.
Leng Yiqin bent down and smiled gently at Li Wanning in the car, "Sit in the back seat, hold on to your seat belt. When you get back, take a shower and watch TV while we wait. Let's pick up the takeout."
"good."
Li Wanning obediently got out of the car and sat in the back seat. She knew that she couldn't help by staying here, so she might as well go back obediently.
Leng Yiqin then stood up straight and raised his right hand slightly.
The secret guard in the dark immediately appeared behind Leng Yiqin and said respectfully, "Miss."
"Two of you take Little Lemon back to the hotel and wait for me. Don't let anyone get close."
"yes."
The two secret guards immediately got into the car and started it but did not move.
Mu Fengming and Mai Jing also noticed that the situation had changed and quickly returned to Leng Yiqin.
One to the left and one to the right, staring ahead fiercely and defensively.
Ning Tingting got out of the car with a gloomy look on her face. When she saw the bodyguard lying on the floor, her expression became even more ugly.
Just now I saw that these two teenagers were quite good in martial arts, but I didn't expect them to be so good. Half of the thirty or so people were defeated by them, but she still had many others.
When her eyes fell on Leng Yiqin's face, the delicately made-up face revealed a sneer, "So your name is Leng Yiqin. Catch them and I'll reward them heavily."
