The man was wearing a suit, tall and straight, like a wall, standing motionless in front of her.
Damn it, what idiot without eyes would block her way right now!
Lu Xinting wanted to curse loudly, but looked up at the man's face. She was stunned in disbelief and shouted in surprise, "Brother! Why is it you?"
The man's face was stern. He glanced at Lu Xinting, then looked at Yang Fan behind her, and narrowed his eyes coldly.
Yang Fan trembled with fright and hid beside Lu Xinting in fear.
"Lu, Lu Xinting...he...how can he be your brother?!"
Before he could answer, the people behind him were already chasing after him.
Lu Xinting quickly pulled Yang Fan and hid behind the man, "Brother, you are Mr. Gu's personal bodyguard. I know you must be better than me. These people want my life. I'm so scared. Please help me!" "
Song Heng's mouth twitched slightly, he glanced at the nervous little woman hiding behind him, and then turned to look at the group of people rushing towards him.
They also saw Song Heng standing in front of Lu Xinting, and a group of people suddenly stopped.
Someone unexpectedly shouted to Song Heng, "Big...brother?!"
Song Heng frowned and glanced over with a warning look.
The man in the lead reacted immediately and slapped the man hard, "Oh my God, I'm here! What are you shouting at others?!"
"Oh, I'm sorry, brother, you are here...I was accidentally blinded just now..."
A group of people looked at Song Heng awkwardly.
No one dared to take a step forward.
"Brother, they seem to be afraid of you?" Lu Xinting grabbed the man's sleeve and raised her head.
Song Heng lowered his eyes and looked at the little hand holding his. It was as thin as white tofu. He didn't know what it felt like to hold it.
He said lightly, "Yeah," "They're just a bunch of trash."
The sound was neither too loud nor too quiet, just enough for everyone present to hear it.
The group of people who were called trash did not dare to retort, and looked around in embarrassment, as if to see who was more like the "trash" in Song Heng's mouth.
"Hey!" the leading man shouted pretendingly, "Do you want to mind your own business?"
Song Heng raised his eyes and opened his lips coldly, "It just so happened that I was scolded by Master Gu today. I'm not happy about it. Let's go together."
The murderous intent was released instantly, shocking the group of men and taking a step back.
Mr. Gu...
All of the men, who originally looked fierce, showed incomprehensible timidity on their faces.
"Aren't we here to arrest someone?" Song Heng reminded them.
"...Yes, arrest them." They then remembered, "Quick, get them all!"
A group of men rushed up.
Song Heng quickly shuttled between them, one move at a time, and only the screams could be heard.
Lu Xinting stood aside and watched, jumping up with excitement.
Damn, it’s so hot! What a blast!
This man must have been a gangster before. He is even more handsome than the action movies in TV series!
In the chaos, Yang Fan took the opportunity to escape secretly. Song Heng caught a glimpse of him from the corner of his eye, grabbed a man, pushed him forward, and ordered in a low voice: "Go and catch him!"
The man was pushed out, reacted immediately, rushed forward and caught Yang Fan.
"You dare to run, huh? You little beast, let me see where you run!" The man strangled Yang Fan and walked towards the gate.
Lu Xinting saw it and hurriedly went to chase him, but was caught by Song Heng.
"Stop running around, follow me!"
Lu Xinting wanted to break free, but Song Heng held her wrist firmly. She became anxious, "No, Song Heng, let go, I'm going to save Yang Fan..."
The man didn't seem to hear her at all, he pulled her and didn't allow her to move even half a step away.
Until everyone fell down and screamed repeatedly, Song Heng said coldly, "Go away", and they ran away miserably, covering their injuries.
Lu Xinting didn't care about this group of people. She stared at the door and stamped her feet angrily, "Yang Fan was taken away!"
Although he knew why Lu Xinting was so impatient, Song Heng still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and his handsome eyebrows wrinkled, "You are rushing to save him without caring about your own safety?"
"..." How should she explain this!
Yang Fan had grasped the truth that Ning Ning wanted to know. If she didn't rescue her, how could she deal with Ning Ning?
"Brother, thank you very much for today, but I really want to save my friend now. I'll treat you to dinner another day and repay the favor!"
Song Heng pursed his lips and said nothing. Lu Xinting had no time to wait for his response before she took out her hand.
The moment she was about to pull out completely, Song Heng quickly held it.
Lu Xinting looked at him in surprise as he held her hand tightly, and then met his heavy gaze, "I'll go with you."
They chased him out together, but unfortunately they were still a step too late.
Yang Fan was abducted into a black business car. As soon as the door was closed, the dust flew away.
Lu Xinting stopped and her heart sank suddenly.
Song Heng looked slightly sideways, watching her bite her lips, looking regretful and lost.
He suddenly couldn't bear it.
Lowering his eyes, he saw their hands holding each other.
"He should be fine. In Kyoto, they don't have the guts to do anything."
It was rare to hear this man's comfort. Lu Xinting raised her head and looked at him, "Really?"
"Well, trust me." Song Heng looked at her expectant little face, "Let's go, we'll think of a solution later."
His determined tone inexplicably gave Lu Xinting a sense of peace of mind. She nodded, "Okay, that's all."
Song Heng pulled her around and when Lu Xinting was about to take her hand out, he asked absently: "Are you driving?"
"It's open." Lu Xinting paused and immediately realized that by asking, he meant that he was not driving.
"Do you want me to take you back?"
"Trouble?"
"What's the trouble!"
Seeing how coquettish the big man was, Lu Xinting grabbed his hand and headed straight to the underground garage.
Song Heng stared at the little woman walking in front, his eyes fell on the little hand that was holding him tightly, and he suddenly raised his lips.
It turned out that her hands were so soft.
…
When we arrived at the garage, we saw a small white BMW.
Lu Xinting got in the car and said while fastening her seat belt: "Usually you are the driver for Mr. Gu. This time it is your turn. I will be your driver."
The man sitting in the passenger seat paused for a moment, and his usually stern face unexpectedly took on a different color.
He has been doing things for others for so many years, and no one has ever said such a thing to him.
"Are you afraid of riding in a car driven by a female driver?"
He glanced at her and said, "My driving skills are better than Miss Ningning's."
"It must be better than her! Her poor skills are not even half-assed! Her hands are as stupid as her feet, and her feet are not as flexible as wood. If anyone wants her to drive, I suggest you just buy a coffin."
Song Heng raised his eyebrows, "What about you?"
"Me?" She said proudly, "I'm the god of car racing in Qiu Mingshan. Even in the exam room, I had a conflict with my horoscope. I couldn't pass the make-up exam three times. I had no choice but to buy a small notebook."
It's really half a dozen, no wonder we can play together.
Lu Xinting promised to be the god of Qiu Mingshan, but something went wrong halfway.
Because the turn signal was not turned on on the sidewalk, other people's cars were scratched.
The car owner was a man who was eccentric and a bit difficult to talk to. Lu Xinting almost started a quarrel with him.
Fortunately, Song Heng helped her get out of the car and deal with it. He only had two ways to deal with the traffic accident, either to compensate or to call the police. He didn't waste a word.
When the other party saw such a handsome man offering compensation and such a cold demeanor, he immediately took some money and accepted it.
It was done in just a few words. Lu Xinting couldn't help but admire her, "Brother, do you often help Mr. Gu deal with traffic accidents?"
"Master Gu's car doesn't need to be dealt with." He glanced at Lu Xinting, fearing that she wouldn't understand, so he added, "Whoever dares to bump into it is seeking death."
Lu Xinting pouted and was about to get in the car, but Song Heng held her back and said, "I'll drive."
It was rush hour after get off work, and Lu Xinting didn't want to make a fool of herself in front of this man again, so she didn't refuse.
Song Heng got on the bus. The seat was set according to Lu Xinting's height. As soon as he sat in, he seemed cramped.
Lu Xinting noticed it, "You can adjust it, it's on the side."
After Song Heng made adjustments, he started the car.
"By the way, I haven't asked you yet, why are you also in Shengshi Department Store? Aren't you usually with Mr. Gu?"
Song Heng said nothing, and Lu Xinting walked over.
The girl's fragrance suddenly penetrated his breath, and Song Heng glanced at her. She was wearing a low-neck sweater, and with a slight bow, her snow-white plumpness and beautiful hooks could be seen at a glance.
Song Heng looked down and saw it.
Like two small hand grenades, pink and white, very sexy.
People can't help but want to try the feel. Is it... so soft as they say?
Song Heng's throat tightened, and the image of him pressing her in the car and kneading her suddenly appeared in his mind...
A wave of heat rushed to his belly, and he quickly looked away.
His cold brows and eyes were still expressionless, but Lu Xinting saw that he was gripping the steering wheel very tightly, and the bones on the back of his hands were protruding, making him look very wild.
"What's wrong? Why are you nervous?"
"Oh, could it be..."
Song Heng's Adam's apple rolled.
