Ye Hen stood on the hillside not far from Leng's house. From this angle, he could overlook the entire mansion.
Even though the hero is on his deathbed, he still doesn't look embarrassed, and his free and casual posture is more like looking at the scenery.
In order to prevent him, Leng Xiao deployed a lot of bodyguards here, guarding them 24 hours a day, and people in the house seemed to rarely come in and out. It seemed that he had given the order, and no one was allowed to leave without his consent.
This house, especially his family.
In fact, in the past few days, what he had been paying attention to was not the movement in the cold house, but the car that was often parked on the hillside. The people in the car greatly aroused his interest.
Murong Qianqian wanted to find a chance to explain to Leng Xiao about Qiu Mo's fall that day. No matter how sad and disappointed she was, she still didn't want to be misunderstood by him, but she hadn't met Leng Xiao in the past few days. He seemed to have been there recently.
I always go out early and come back late all the time. I don’t know what I’m dealing with.
It was the same today. She thought she could catch him in the evening, but within a few hours, not a single car passed by on the hillside. It was getting dark, so she decided to come back tomorrow.
Just as she was twisting the car key to start the car, someone suddenly tapped on her window. She looked over in confusion and saw a handsome man with cold eyebrows looking at her from the window.
At first glance, the temperament of this person seems to be very similar to Leng Xiao, with an indifferent and distant expression, but he is different from Leng Xiao. Most of the time, Leng Xiao is unsquinting, arrogant and arrogant.
But he is vicious and cruel, with a knife hidden in his smile.
Murong Qianqian had a gut feeling that he must not be an ordinary person.
Before she could speak, he had already opened the passenger door and sat in. The air-conditioning on his body caused the temperature in the car to suddenly drop several degrees, and Murong Qianqian couldn't help but shudder.
"Who are you?" She tried to calm down.
"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is who are you waiting for?" He raised his thick eyebrows, seeming to have read through her thoughts.
Murong Qianqian felt ashamed and angry at being spied on, and said in a bad tone: "Who am I waiting for has anything to do with you?"
"It is related, and it is very related." He smiled mysteriously, looking like an elegant leopard. It must be said that this man does have a charming shell, which makes people fall unconsciously.
"Looking at you driving such a famous car, I know you must be a rich girl. You can make a rich girl wait here for several days. I guess there is no one else in this cold house except Leng Xiao." He said slowly.
, leaning against the seat behind him naturally.
"Do you know Leng Xiao?" Murong Qianqian said in surprise.
"It's more than just acquaintance, it's almost familiar." A strange light emitted from his eyes.
He got to where he is today entirely because of Leng Xiao.
Murong Qianqian didn't notice the change in his expression, but said excitedly: "Are you Leng Xiao's friend? Do you know where he is?"
"I'm not his friend, I'm the person he has been deliberately trying to get rid of." He said it calmly, as if he didn't take this matter to heart.
Murong Qianqian, on the other hand, unconsciously moved away from him and said warily: "Are you his enemy?"
Ye Hen sneered: "Why are you so nervous? Who are you to him?"
This sentence hit Murong Qianqian's pain point, her expression was gloomy and lonely, she bit her lip and said: "Yes, who am I to him, what does it have to do with me."
Capturing her expression completely, Ye Hen suddenly leaned over, and the masculine aura on his body immediately enveloped Murong Qianqian. Her expression was frightened and angry, but she didn't dare to act rashly. She just stared at him and said: "
What do you want to do?"
Ye Hen opened his thin lips lightly, with an expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile: "I want to cooperate with you, and we each get what we need."
"Cooperation?" Murong Qianqian didn't understand.
"I have no intention of taking Leng Xiao's life, I just want his woman."
"Qiu Mo?" Murong Qianqian asked unsurely.
"Qiu Mo? Who told you that her surname is Qiu, her name is Ye Mo, and her name will always be preceded by my surname." Ye Hen's eyes revealed a strong possessiveness, he didn't like others to be with him the most.
When he said this name in front of him, his Momo could only be named Ye.
Seemingly frightened by his ferocious expression, Murong swallowed lightly and asked stiffly: "You want to take her away?"
"She is mine, of course I will take her away." Ye Hen said, approaching Murong Qianqian's pretty face, and the breath of his words sprayed on her face like a warm evening breeze: "I will take her away, Leng
Xiao will notice you, tell us, are we each getting what we need?"
Murong Qianqian seemed to be reminded harshly in her ear that what he said was absolutely right. During the days when Qiu Mo was away, Leng Xiao had indeed noticed her. Otherwise, why would he be at the birthday party?
He took her away, went to the river to pick up pearls, and went to the golf course to play ball. She didn't think that he did all this just to distract his thoughts and treat her as another person. She believed that she also had charm in it, he said.
Maybe he was also attracted to her.
But after Qiu Mo appeared, he immediately seemed to be a different person. He only had Qiu Mo in his eyes, and only Qiu Mo in his heart. He didn't even bother to use his peripheral vision to look at the scenery on both sides.
She was also worried about him, cared about him, and was willing to do anything for him, but he didn't even give her a chance to prove it.
She is no worse than Qiu Mo, and she is no less loved than Qiu Mo.
It's just that she doesn't want to be a bad woman who destroys other people's feelings, like the women she hates on TV, but she can't let go and is cruel. Whenever she wants to forget him completely, he looks worse and worse.
Clearly, she was going crazy and almost hopeless, so when she was insulted like that by him last time, she still drove the car here to explain to him.
Seeing the change in her expression, I don't know how many thoughts passed through my mind. Ye Hen, who had seen countless people, already had a plan in mind. It seemed that God had not given him a dead end and sent this woman to him, so he still had a chance to survive.
Chance.
"It's heavily guarded here. It's impossible to get in. The only way is to lure people out." Ye Hen stared into her eyes. Her eyes were confused, as if she couldn't make up her mind.
He reached out and took her hand into his, and said softly: "Actually, this is not a bad thing. Momo is mine, and this is just returning it to its original owner. From now on, no one will follow you."
It's a steal, you kill two birds with one stone, and it's not harmful to nature, so what are you still hesitating about?"