Wrong Marriage: The CEO's Sweet Bride

With the tacit understanding between the two, Qin Shu believed that Chu Linchen understood what he meant.

And Chu Linchen did understand.

However, the expression on his face did not loosen. He turned his eyes back to the young man, and questioned in a cold voice: "You said before that once the holy stone recognizes the Lord, it cannot be changed unless she dies. Now you suddenly say that you will not force her to be the master." The patriarch is gone, do you have any other plans?"

Chu Lin's sharp gaze was as real as it was, revealing a strong sense of oppression.

The young man couldn't help feeling guilty after being stared at by him, he lowered his head slightly to avoid his sight, and at the same time, his mind was spinning rapidly.

After a while, the young man coughed, pretending to be calm, and said, "Look at me now, how can I have any other ideas? As for the saying that she can only let Shengshi recognize the Lord again after she dies, it's also because I want to force her to follow him." I just said that when I got back."

"Oh? It means there is still a way?"

The young man froze for a moment, then quickly shook his head, "I don't know...the holy stone disappeared before I was born, so I don't really know much about the holy stone. But—"

The young man paused, and suddenly raised his voice, "I can go back and ask the elders of the clan! They know more about the holy stone, and they may have a solution!"

Hearing this, Chu Lin narrowed his eyes coldly.

Qin Shu and He Fei on the side also had a flash of thought in their eyes.

The young man looked eager to leave here, but the words he said were actually not very credible.

It's just that if we continue to keep him here, we won't be able to find any more information about the Youlan clan. If we let him go, there may be new gains.

They also hope that there are other ways to solve the matter of the Holy Stone's recognition of the Lord.

Chu's dark tomb was built more than 20 years ago, and the holy stone was kept there for more than 20 years. The boy was only fourteen or fifteen years old, and he hadn't been born yet.Maybe as he said, he really doesn't know much about the Holy Stone...

"Chu Linchen, let him go, we don't need to embarrass a child." Qin Shu stood up again and said softly.

Chu Linchen stared at the young man closely, and snorted softly, "He is from the Youlan tribe, and he is very skilled. He is not an ordinary child!"

He said so, but according to Qin Shu's intention, he personally untied the boy's rope.

"Let's go, go back and ask, how can we break the relationship between her and that holy stone!"

The young man regained his freedom. Although he couldn't wait to leave, he really didn't have the strength to stand up.

"I'm so hungry."

The young man looked at He Fei with a bitter face, and when he met his indifferent and expressionless face, he had no choice but to turn his gaze to Qin Shu, "Can you give me something to eat? I haven't eaten for three days..."

Qin Shu was slightly startled, handed over the untouched coffee in front of him, and said to He Fei, "Do you have anything to eat here?"

He Fei didn't speak, and went outside directly.

After a while, he came back and threw a bag of toast in his hand to the boy.

The boy wolfed down the toast piece by piece, making his cheeks swollen.

In the end, Gululu drank a cup of coffee in two gulps.

The bitter taste made his whole face twist together.

Fortunately, he finally swallowed the toast stuck in his throat.

"Thanks, hiccup...thanks!"

The young man hiccupped and thanked Qin Shu, then carefully looked at Chu Linchen and He Fei, then rushed out quickly without daring to stay longer.

In the blink of an eye, he disappeared outside the cafe.

As early as when the young man was rushing out, Chu Linchen had already sent instructions to his subordinates squatting nearby: Keep an eye on them!

Only Qin Shu and the others were left in the dark room.

He Fei stared at the boy's empty coffee cup and said, "I hope that boy can really help us find other Youlan people."

"As long as there are his companions in this capital, he will definitely contact them first based on the principle of proximity." Chu Linshen said, "It would be even better if he chooses to return directly to the clan, and let him lead us to find You Lan." where the tribe is."

Next, it depends on what the boy will do.

……

Shancheng, located in the east, is the same as Haicheng. Relying on the natural advantage of being close to the sea, the economy is developed, and people from all over the world gather here.

There are many people, so chaos cannot be avoided.

Under the prosperity, there will be dark corners.

Xianshui Village is such a place.

It is facing the sea, but because of the development reasons and local problems in the early years, it has become a three-way zone.

In the bright and beautiful Shancheng, it has become a "village in the city" where poor households gather.

The area of ​​the village is small, and the development in the north is relatively better, with small tall buildings.On the south side, however, the original style is maintained, mainly low houses with stone and wood structure, mixed with some mobile board houses.

In addition, it has become a accumulation place for dilapidated ships, and these dilapidated ships have become temporary residences for some special groups of people.

In a houseboat converted from a broken ship, the dim lights flickered.

A strong man is carrying the woman in his hand to the basement.

Every step he took, there was a creaking sound under his feet, which overwhelmed the humming sound from the woman's mouth.

The woman's mouth was wrapped in a black bandage, her eyes were also covered with a black cloth, and her hands were tied behind her back with a rope.

Before the man could take the woman down, a man came out first.

His face was rosy, his hands were still on his belt, as if he had just experienced a big battle, and he was smoking a cigarette with a contented expression.

Seeing this, the man holding the woman frowned displeasedly, "Mengzi, you're going to fuck those women again, what the hell if the buyer finds out—"

"Don't worry." Mengzi lit the cigarette in his mouth with a click, "I'm doing something wrong, no one will know."

As he spoke, his eyes fell on the woman in front of him.

Those eyes lit up suddenly.

"Hey, where did you get this stuff? This chest, these long legs...not bad, it's straight enough! It's still my favorite black silk, hehe..."

"I got it from the bar!" The man said angrily, and at the same time gave Mengzi a warning look: "I tell you, with this, our goods are all in order, and we have to send them away tomorrow, or we will be caught by someone like last time." Once you’ve settled the nest, you won’t be able to deal with business!”

"I know, I know!" Meng Zi had just finished satisfying his addiction, but he didn't have such a big addiction, he stepped aside with his cigarette lit, and got out of the way.

The woman was locked in the basement.

The man came out, took a picture of Mengzi who was smoking, and wondered, "Why haven't Lao Zhu and the others come back?"

"No..." Mengzi was about to speak with a cigarette in his mouth when he caught a glimpse of several figures approaching from the corner of his eye.

After a quick identification, his complexion suddenly changed, and the smoke from his mouth also spit out at the same time.

"No, it's the police!"

"Turn off the lights!" the man blurted out.

Behind the grass not far away.

The young man in the lead was dressed in black plain clothes, almost blending into the night.

His face was resolute and upright, and his piercing and sharp eyes were fixed on the dilapidated boat house that suddenly turned off the lights.

He raised his hand to make a gesture, and at the same time lowered his voice to tell his companions, "Remember, don't let people run away."

"Yes, Team Xin!"