"..." Dongfang Boyu was choked and speechless. He wanted to say something and raised his lips, but he couldn't utter a single word.
That's right, Brother Bolin didn't say that he was a gangster at all, but those words made people think it sounded wrong, and combined with his injury, it was difficult for people to think wrong.
It's just that the Dongfang family... actually didn't accuse him unjustly.
Dongfang Boyu let out a breath, and this time, he let her go.
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The plane leaves at three o'clock in the morning. Even if we go to the airport earlier, it will be after twelve o'clock.
But now, it was only seven o'clock in the evening, and Yunyan was invited to sit at the dinner table.
She sat alone on one side with some restraint, Dongfang Bolin sat in the main seat, and Dongfang Boyu sat opposite her.
Dinner was Western food, and Yunyan lowered her head and ate it without saying a word. She had no way of facing it calmly after knowing that they were gangsters.
"It seems that Miss Yun is very concerned about our identity?" Dongfang Bolin said elegantly, forking a bite of steak and putting it in his mouth. The quiet meal without saying a word really affected the appetite.
Yun Yan was slightly stunned when she heard this. She raised her head and glanced at Dongfang Boyu. He lowered his eyes and carefully cut the steak in front of him.
"Mr. Dongfang..."
"Miss Yun seemed to be frightened when I heard me talking about gangsters. So what were you thinking about when you got the gun?" Dongfang Bolin raised his glass, "Tell me about it?"
His elegant movements, gentle voice, and faint smile all seemed harmless.
Yun Yan put down the knife and fork in her hand, raised her wine glass in return, took a sip of red wine, and then said calmly, "It was too late to think about it." She was too surprised, and it was too late to do anything.
"What happened next?" Dongfang Bolin glanced at someone who was eating steak seriously without raising his head the whole time, and continued to ask, "From the time you got in the car to the time you returned to the house, you had enough time to figure out or guess the reason."
"Political riots?" she said uncertainly.
At most, she could only think that he was too rich, his family was too rich, and safety came first in life, so it was normal to have guns and bodyguards.
What's more, the United States allows citizens to hold guns, but they just hold more guns.
She never associated Dongfang Boyu with gangsters. That word only appeared in movies and novels, but she never expected that she would encounter it in reality.
"Miss Yun is so cute." Dongfang Bolin chuckled, "The flight is at three o'clock. Let the driver take you off when the time comes."
"Thank you." She wanted to say no, but at three o'clock in the morning, it was probably more unsafe for her to take a taxi, so she accepted the favor from Dongfang Bolin.
"You're welcome. After all, you didn't come here voluntarily." After saying that, Dongfang Bolin left the table first.
Dongfang Boyu is as calm as a Buddha, but he is just a moving Buddha.
He seemed to have a good appetite. He ate all the steak on the plate in front of him, and all the pasta that came with it fell into his stomach. After wiping his mouth, he also ate a piece of dessert.
Finally, he stood up.
During the whole process, he didn't even look at Yi Yunyan, nor did he say a word to her.
Maybe, if he looked up at her, maybe if he said a word to her, he would regret his decision to let her go.
However, he didn't want to talk to her, but she still spoke first.