The woman's voice was very calm, and Lu Yanxing felt a dull pain in his heart for no reason.
"I know, little Awu."
"But Zhang Yashu alone does not have the ability to deal with the aftermath. The person who has been helping her deal with the aftermath is most likely the man I met in the United States. The person behind her is very hidden. What is the origin of that man? We all Not knowing anything is bad for us.”
"I know you have been planning to retaliate against them, but acting rashly at this time will not only expose your plan, but it is also very likely that you will also be in danger."
"Xiao Awu, promise me to wait. After Chen Xiaoli returns to China, my people will immediately issue an arrest warrant to control Zhang Yashu."
"When is her flight?" she asked quietly.
"She will leave the United States early tomorrow morning."
…
Shen family villa.
Shen Yuyao stared at the messages on her phone in trance.
That was a photo sent back by the person monitoring Shen Qingwu.
The distance for taking the photo is a bit far, and you can vaguely see the gate of a villa.
It's already twelve o'clock.
Will Shen Qingwu stay in brother Yanxing's villa tonight?
Bitch!
A bitch who only seduces men!
She slammed her phone to the ground.
At this time, a cell phone rang in the drawer.
Shen Yuyao paused, opened the drawer, took out his mobile phone, and swiped the screen to answer the call.
"It's me, Xu Tian."
"Have you thought about it?"
"Yeah. Will it be found on me?"
"No, as long as you do what I say, it will be an accident."
There was silence on the phone for a moment.
Shen Yuyao raised the corner of her mouth contemptuously, "Xu Tian, do you know why you can't compete with Shen Qingwu?"
"You are nowhere near as ruthless as she is, nor are you as decisive as she is."
"Remember that time she pushed you into the lake?"
"You just scolded her mother, and she would push you into the water without hesitation. Is she soft-hearted?"
"Xu Tian, if you are hesitant and timid like you, you will only succeed but fail. Let's forget about it. Don't drag me into the water."
Xu Tian hurriedly defended: "Don't... I didn't hesitate. Unless she dies, I will never have a chance."
"If she hadn't deliberately announced her relationship in a high-profile manner on the Internet and set up a trap to record my video and audio, Wang Man and Sui Sui wouldn't have hated me so much. She deserves to die!"
"Okay, I'll let you know after the arrangements are made."
…
The next day.
Chen Xiaoli's flight takes off at 9 a.m. Jingzhou time and will arrive in Jingzhou at 8:30 p.m.
It's one hour until nine o'clock.
Shen Qingwu woke up from the bed suddenly, feeling a little uneasy for no reason.
She had a dream just now.
In the dream, Lu Yanxing held her hand and walked in the boundless desert.
She also saw her mother and Xiaoyan, who were standing in the oasis in front of them, but in the blink of an eye, they disappeared, and even Lu Yanxing, who had been beside her, disappeared.
She was the only one left in the entire desert.
Shen Qingwu took a deep breath, smoothed back the long hair hanging in front of his forehead, and then realized that there was cold sweat on his forehead.
She reached out and touched the spot next to her.
It's cold.
After being stunned for a moment, a pair of slender white calves crossed the edge of the bed, stepped on the ground, and hurried downstairs with their cotton slippers.
The warm aroma of preserved egg and lean meat porridge floats in the kitchen on the first floor.
It wasn't until the man's tall figure came into view in the open kitchen that she felt at ease.
Just a dream.
He didn't disappear.
Shen Qingwu paused and leaned quietly on the marble door frame watching the man busy in front of the Liuli stage.
The cuffs of the black shirt were slightly rolled up, revealing a fair and strong forearm. The man was washing strawberries under the tap. He was not wearing a watch, and the "M" tattoo on his wrist was clearly visible.
Shen Qingwu frowned.
M…
However, what she saw standing behind him now seemed not to be M, but...
W? !
After being stunned for a moment, she silently walked up behind him, stretched out her hands to wrap around the man's solid narrow waist, and rested her head lightly on his back.
"Why the left hand?" she asked.
"Huh?" The man was stunned, but he quickly responded, "Did you see it?"
"It's too easy for you. You can guess it as long as you think about it carefully. Other people's tattoos are hidden. If it doesn't work, you have to change it to a more niche character. You are so blatant."
The man snorted, "Why should I hide it?"
He wished everyone knew.
"You haven't answered why it's my left hand."
The sound of running water suddenly stopped, the man turned around, picked her up and placed her on the Liuli platform.
He lowered his head slightly, and his narrow peach blossom eyes carefully described the woman's beautiful little face.
Liang's thin lips closed together: "Because the pulse of the left hand is closest to the heart."
The woman raised her head slightly, curled her lips, and said in a bitter voice: "Oh, that's okay..."
The man frowned funny, "No, little Awu, what are you thinking in your little head? Do you think I use my left hand..."
He whispered the second half of the sentence into her ear.
The voice is low and sultry.
Shen Qingwu glanced at him, and the tips of his ears instantly turned crimson.
The man pinched the back of her neck, as if he was lifting a little kitten that had done something bad.
"Now it's my turn to ask."
"You just said that you can guess it as long as you think about it carefully. Does that mean that your heart has never been on me before, huh?"
Shen Qingwu held his breath and lowered his eyes to avoid that burning gaze.
Why is this man so petty!
At this moment, Lu Yanxing's phone suddenly rang.
He took out his cell phone from his suit trouser pocket with one hand. Before answering the call, he pinched the back of her neck and pecked her lips.
"Warren?"
The next second, his brows tightened, and there were a few wrinkles between his brows.
"OK, I understand. Take care of it and don't leave any traces."
A bad premonition arose spontaneously. Sure enough, after hanging up the phone, Shen Qingwu heard the man's deep voice: "Chen Xiaoli is dead."
