Outside the venue, on a coquettish sports car, Li Zhiyuan's fingers gently knocked on the steering wheel. At the exit of the venue, the crowd surged. Not far away, the sirens roared, the sound of ambulances continued, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

A young woman walked up to him, opened the door and sat up.

Li Zhiyuan nodded slightly, "did you come alone?"

"Yes!" The young woman's voice is a little hoarse, but also seems to have some age. Her nails are painted with beautiful colors, her fingers are slender, and she is well maintained, but she can vaguely see some age.

Li Zhiyuan said, "it's too dangerous. Just tell me what you want."

"I want Shen Qianshu's life. Will you obey me?" Asked the young woman.

Her face looks harmless to humans and animals. It's a girl next door anyway. When talking about killing, Li Zhiyuan doesn't blink. There is a sense of depression in his heart, his eyes constricted, and slowly said, "yes!"

The young woman smiled with a bit of banter, "forget it, I always don't like forcing people to be difficult."

They were silent for a moment, and Li Zhiyuan looked at the venue. He didn't know how Shen Qianshu was.

Are you injured.

"LIZHIYUAN, do you really like Shen Qianshu?"

"No!" Li Zhiyuan said slowly, "it's just... A moment of boredom."

"I heard that you like her very much."

"After all, it's hearsay."

"That's good!" The young woman said, "this is not the person you should like."

"Yes!"

"Has the identity of her son been investigated?"

"It has been clearly investigated that after Shen Qianshu's son died, he donated his heart to children's painting, and children's painting's parents were orphaned before they died, leaving the child to Shen Qianshu." Li Zhiyuan said softly, "children's paintings are artists of our company."

"Everyone said that they were not born." The young woman smiled, "do you know Shen Qianshu's biological son and father?"

"Night mausoleum?"

"Yes, Yeling. Don't you think children's paintings are very similar to Yeling?"

"No!" Li Zhiyuan said lightly, "children's painting is a lovely, beautiful and naughty child."

The old woman smiled and suddenly the phone rang.

A crisp girl's voice came over the phone, "Hey, this bloodthirsty rose is very beautiful. Double the price!"

"Good!"

"It's so easy to talk, I'll think about it again!"

The young woman's voice was instantly cold, "Little Joe, don't test my patience!"

"Oh, I'm so scared. Wait for me to contact you!"

The whole noisy world seems to be quiet.

There was no sound.

In her eyes, there was only such a pair of cold eyes, clear and light, as if everything didn't matter, and nothing could enter his eyes. Her eyes were slowly dotted with stars, bright and beautiful.

Yeling seems to have thought of something and made full psychological preparations to squeeze out a smile belonging to Ye Yifan, but unfortunately, he has always declared his facial nerve dead and can't do such a difficult action as smiling face.

"Yifan, you are so handsome!" Shen Qianshu said, with soft and beautiful eyes, "anyway, your eldest brother is dead, and you are single. Why don't I marry you?"

Surrounding dark guards, "..."

Ye Tingyun, "..."

Lying in a big trough.

Big brother / little brother, we didn't hear anything!

"What did you say?" The sound of Yeling was almost squeezed out of the teeth.

Shen Qianshu was generous, "ah, I said... I want to sleep with you!"

Everyone, "..."

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Today, I'm going to see my classmate. She has a baby, and the rest of the updates will come back in the evening. Around ten o'clock, please scold gently!!