The man's gaze gradually moved down from Xia Youxin's smooth neck, and the corner of his mouth smiled strangely. He opened the door to Xia Youxin and said, "Yes, I have one, why don't you come in and take a look?"

Xia Youxin said hesitantly: "No need, can you take it out and show it to me?"

The man looked down at Xia Youxin: "Then forget it, you go."

"Wait a minute." Xia Youxin bit her lip and entered the room. The man's lock sounded that Xia Youxin was shocked. She tried her best to keep calm and said, "Show me the clothes."

The man shrugged and said, "That piece of clothing was bought by one of my brothers. He said he wanted to do a big ticket, but today's love fortune is really good."

The man looked at Xia Youxin lustfully and gradually approached Xia Youxin. Xia Youxin gradually retreated and said lightly: "I think it would be better for you not to get close to me."

The man smiled indifferently: "He looks better than a TV star, and I can't let you go no matter what you do today!"

There was a loud noise from the glass, and a bullet rubbed across the man's cheek, then hit the wall and made a dull sound.

The man stared blankly at the gun hole on the glass and looked at Xia Youxin with a dull look. Xia Youxin coughed softly: "I've told you a long time ago."

"The next time you hit it may not be your face, but your head." Zhang Fengyi led a group of men in a row and surrounded the men layer by layer.

The man looked at Xia Youxin in horror: "Who are you?"

Xia Youxin thought about it seriously and replied: "Good man."

Almost tiptoed into the living room, Ye Qianmo's voice had already come from the sofa: "I heard that you were having a very thrilling day."

Ye Qianmo said it plainly, and the person who almost offended Xia Youxin had already been killed by Ye Qianmo.

Xia Youxin walked up to Ye Qianmo and admitted her mistake: "Sorry, I'm too careless, I won't know how to do it in the future."

Ye Qianmo raised his eyebrows: "There is still the future?"

He tapped the table slightly, and soon, Zhang Fengyi walked in with a row of men.

The men's eyes were covered with black tape, and Xia Youxin shouted in distractedly: "You brought everyone."

Ye Qianmo looked at the rows of men and said in a deep voice: "The best way to improve efficiency is to catch them all in one place."

Zhang Fengyi handed over the photos, and Ye Qianmo looked at them one by one, put down the photos in his hand, and Ye Qianmo waved his hand: "Let them go."

"Are none of them?" Xia Youxin's heart fell to the bottom.

Ye Qianmo couldn't bear to lie to her and nodded, "No one is."

Zhang Fengyi took the people away, and Xia Youxin's tears fell down again, Nian Mo had disappeared for four days. Ye Qianmo's face became darker and darker. He might ask for help from that man when necessary, and take advantage of that man's greater power.

"Dingling" ringtone suddenly rang, and soon the housekeeper anxiously held the phone and said in a lip-syncing manner: "Young Master."

Ye Qianmo raised his eyebrows, and there was no change in his face, but his eyes had regained their calmness. He held Xia Youxin's anxious hand, and Ye Qianmo ordered: "Let's hands-free."

"Mommy!" Ye Nianmo's voice seemed particularly clear through the phone.

"Nian Mo, mommy is here!" Xia You hurriedly rushed to the phone.

"Madam Xia, Mr. Ye." A strange voice came from the phone.
Chapter completed!