Mysterious level up! Shen Ye cries and begs for reconciliation again

She was playing with the chips, the black chips flying so fast between her knuckles that only their afterimages could be seen.

The next second, it was bounced up by the fingertips and flipped in mid-air.

After Qi Yan caught the chips, he casually threw them onto the gambling table, making a crisp collision sound with the other scattered chips.

She pulled up the collar of the thug lying next to her, took out a cigarette from the cigarette box that was sticking out of his pocket, put it to her lips, and stuffed a hundred-dollar bill into his pocket.

Just think of it as money to buy cigarettes.

Just as she struck the lighter and lit the cigarette with the faint blue flame.

A group of people broke into the house. The leader was disheveled, with lipstick marks on his collar. He reeked of cigarettes and alcohol, and looked very bad.

When the club manager saw the person coming, he ran forward and almost cried with excitement.

"Master Han, you are finally here. It was that woman who destroyed our place!"

He pointed at Qi Yan who was sitting at the gambling table, and when he saw her looking up at him, he withdrew his hand in fear and guilt.

It’s really no wonder he’s timid.

This woman is like a monster. She comes and doesn't say anything. She just starts smashing things.

Jinhua Club has a black industry, so they have no shortage of thugs, but who would have thought that even with all the thugs mobilized, they couldn't even touch a single hair of hers!

Han Ting looked in the direction the manager said and met the woman he hadn't seen for many days in a way he had never expected.

He was just indulging in the beauty land and preparing to do something when his subordinates called and said that Jinhua had been smashed.

I thought it was Shen Rao's people coming to take revenge, but I never expected it would be her!

Qi Yan held a burning cigarette in his mouth, the scarlet color stood out in the dark environment.

There were groups of people lying crookedly around her. In the misty gray fog, coupled with her indifferent expression, there was a kind of rampant beauty, dangerous and charming.

Han Ting frowned.

Qi Yan's expression and face looked the same now, but he still felt something strange was happening.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that a low-level delivery man who used to work as a food delivery man would come to his place and cause trouble.

You have to know that these thugs are carefully selected.

He suppressed the weirdness in his heart, didn't let the people behind him come forward, and came to her alone.

He kicked away the thug who was lying unconscious on the ground and blocking his way, his voice was gentle and magnetic.

"Miss Qi, what are you doing? If you want to see me, you can call me."

As he said this, he touched Qi Yan's hand with great heartache.

"It must have been painful to beat so many people..."

Qi Yan didn't move, letting him pull her hand and look through it again and again.

The back of the hand is a little red, but there are no scars and it still looks good enough.

"You should have heard that I'm Shen Rao's bodyguard."

She half-closed her eyes and asked in a calm voice.

Han Ting paused, and when he raised his eyes again, the original gentleness was gone.

"Are you here today to vent your anger on Shen Rao?"

"Do not."

Hearing her denial, Han Ting raised his eyebrows, but before he could sigh, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in the base of his palm.

He suddenly let go and screamed.

Covering his burned hand, cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and he stared at Qi Yan in disbelief.

"what are you doing?!"

She threw the stubbed cigarette butt away and smiled at Han Ting, whose face was distorted with pain.

"You shouldn't have provoked him. This was just a little warning."

Young Master Han, who was used to being arrogant and domineering, had never been treated like this before, and he didn't care about the concerns in his heart.

The disguise of gentleness and cheerfulness was instantly exposed.

"Qi Yan, are you sick? Why are you pretending to be a good person here? Weren't you the one who provoked him the most at that time?!"

Qi Yan did not deny it, but pulled his collar towards him, shortening the distance between them.

"But I didn't ask you to take a picture of me secretly."

Those calm eyes were like a bottomless abyss that would lure people into it and shatter them into pieces in an instant.

Han Ting endured the pain and felt a chill on his back.

He bit his back teeth, stared at her viciously, and shouted.

"What the hell are you guys standing there for? Kill her for me!"

The people on standby in the distance received the order, reacted, and rushed forward with their weapons in hand.

In the clubhouse, roaring, breaking, and screaming were heard again and lasted for a long time without stopping.

An hour later, Jinhua's gate was pushed open from the inside out.

Qi Yan rubbed his sore wrist and walked out.

Standing outside the prosperous and splendid Jinhua Club with its dazzling lights and party atmosphere.

He took out a wrinkled cigarette box from his pocket, found a cigarette that was barely smokeable, and lit it.

But at this time in the imperial capital, the wind was freezing cold and it was of no use trying to turn on the lights several times. Snow was also gradually falling overhead.

The first snow in the capital was very heavy. Soon there was only white in front of the eyes. Qi Yan was still standing at the intersection struggling to light a cigarette.

Suddenly, a shadow fell overhead, the wind beside me was blocked, and a familiar breath came over me with a chill.

Qi Yan looked up in a daze. A tall and slender figure beside her held a black umbrella over her head. His hair turned white.

'Snapped--'

The cigarette was lit, but she didn't smoke it.

Qi Yan quickly put out the cigarette and threw it together with the cigarette box into the trash can next to him.

"How did you come?"

Shen Rao took in all her movements, and his dark pupils paused when she took back the lighter.

The voice did not reveal joy or anger.

"Han Ting has my people around him."

When he received the news that Han Ting's place was smashed, he thought of Qi Yan, but she was not there.

So I came here.

Qi Yan glanced at the snow on his shoulders, moved forward calmly, and the two stood under an umbrella.

Outside the umbrella, there was blinding snow falling; inside the umbrella, the breath of the two people was entangled, conveying a hint of warmth.

"You shouldn't have come. I've already taken care of it."

Shen Rao opened his thin lips slightly, and a little white mist of hot air escaped from between his lips and teeth.

The hand holding the umbrella handle tightened slightly, and in the end, he didn't say anything.

After the two got in the car, they remained silent.

Chen Huai, who was sitting in the driver's seat, felt like crying but had no tears because of the depressing atmosphere.

He just came to deliver a document, but he was forced to work overtime and serve as a temporary driver.

Qi Yan supported the car door with his elbow, with his index finger slightly bent and pressing against his temple.

"Han Ting has been unable to get out of bed in the past few months. I am still collecting evidence of his crime. Based on what I have now, I conservatively estimate that the accumulated evidence will be enough for him to live comfortably for the rest of his life."

"..."

There was deathly silence in the carriage.

Qi Yan felt something was wrong and turned her head to look at him with a cold tone.

"You really want me to kill him? Life imprisonment is not enough?"

"……enough."

Shen Rao was silent for a long time before speaking.

Chen Huai, who was sitting in the front, wanted to poke his ears out in anger. Was this something he could hear?!

Qi Yan nodded, very satisfied with his understanding, and asked softly.

"Is there anyone else you want to deal with? Something you want to accomplish? Tell me, and I'll help you."

At this time, the partition slowly rose up, and even if they asked him to listen, Chen Huai didn't dare to listen.

Neither of them paid attention to this little episode.

Shen Rao stared at her smooth profile, his mind filled with mixed emotions.

After a long while, he spoke slowly.

"Not yet."

The only thing he wanted was to be with her, but she would not agree to this request.