Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

Very close.

When there was only one or two steps left, Ye Kong's sight fell on "Qin Jianbai's" hand.

It was placed on the table with fingers crossed. One of the hands was obviously injured and wrapped in several layers of bandages.

The girl blinked as if her memory was triggered.

After two or three seconds, as he took the last step, Ye Kong took his hand out of his pocket.

At the same time, the dagger flashed with a cold light, and the blade popped out. As she stepped onto the low steps, she raised the knife and dropped it on the table without hesitation.

"Qin Jianbai"'s crossed hands were exposed defenselessly under the blade.

Ye Kong's hands were steady.

If she really carried out this move, there was a high probability that Qin Jianbai's already injured hand would be broken. Judging from the sharpness of the knife, it would not be surprising even if a few of his fingers were cut off.

The pupils of the man under the mask shrank for a moment, as if he was shocked by the man's madness of daring to draw his knife in public.

But Ye Kong's eyes were quite calm.

During the process, she even stared into his eyes tightly, without any fluctuation in her expression.

—Until someone suddenly grabbed her wrist from behind.

The dagger that failed to stab was suspended in the air, and the sharp tip of the knife was fixed in the man's pupils as a smile gradually appeared.

A moment of silence.

The girl tilted her head and looked back.

The one who caught her was a man in ordinary clothes, with even some coffee foam left on his lips.

He was sitting in the booth behind Ye Kong. He didn't even raise his head when Ye Kong came over just now. However, now that he looked closely, he was too tall and strong, with taut muscles that couldn't be hidden even by loose clothes - he was obviously a bodyguard with excellent qualities.

Ye Kong glanced around the coffee shop and saw three or four similar men.

Some of them had already stood up, some were still sitting, but without exception they were staring at him, their bodies tense, as if they were ready to pounce on her and pin her to the ground at any moment.

Ye Kong curled his lips, retracted his gaze, and looked down at the masked man: "I haven't seen you for a few days. Master Qin has become smarter and knows to bring bodyguards to see me."

"After all, I am a businessman. I know it's useless to be chopped by you, so of course I have to find a way to reduce my losses."

"Qin Jianbai" smiled slightly.

The ten fingers that had been crossed finally loosened, and the knuckles that had been exerted too much force turned white and then began to turn red.

He raised one hand and waved it, saying to the bodyguard in a reproachful tone: "Why don't you let go? Drink your coffee."

But the hand that was holding Ye Kong's wrist like a pair of pliers did not move at all.

Qin Jianbai's tone became eight degrees colder, becoming somewhat sinister: "What? I can't control you?"

The bodyguard then slowly let go of his hand and tried to take away Ye Kong's dagger before leaving.

But Ye Kong had been watching her out of the corner of his eye, and he reacted very quickly and chopped the man's palm with his backhand, but the man dodged it even faster.

However, before Ye Kong came to Yuzhou, he asked a very wealthy partner for this sword. Not only is it gorgeous and beautiful in appearance, but the blade is also made to be extremely sharp and vicious. It is not an exaggeration to say that it was a peerless sword in ancient times.

Although it didn't actually hit the bodyguard's flesh, the tiny tip of the blade that just passed by left a thin bloody mark on the bodyguard's palm.

The man looked at his palm with some surprise, then looked at Ye Kong.

But the girl had already turned the dagger around and slammed it on the table, then sat down without even looking at him.

"Don't worry, I won't use the knife again - after all, I don't want your wrist to be broken."

The bodyguard sat back doubtfully.

The "Qin Jianbai" on the other side smiled and said, "Your worry is unnecessary. How could I allow them to break your hand?"

Ye Kong didn't say anything.

She propped her face up with one hand, tapped the tip of one finger on the table, and spun the dagger by the handle, making a whirring sound.

Those eyes, as dark as the long night and as bright as cold stars, looked quietly at the man opposite without saying a word.

"Qin Jianbai" was stared at by her for such a long time. At first, he could still maintain a calm and elegant smile and look at her, but later, the smile gradually changed.

He began to cross his hands again, and the tips of his ten slender fingers pressed against the backs of his hands until they turned white, as if they were going to poke into his flesh.

He was using this to control his emotions which were becoming increasingly difficult to control - it was hard to tell whether it was nervousness or excitement.

Every cell in my body boiled under the gaze of these black eyes.

He tried to discern the emotions in those eyes and analyze her every micro-expression, but in the end his confused brain came up blank.

All that was left was a pure, instinctive urge, as if he wanted to tear off the mask at any moment, talk to her face to face, laugh, and confide his past with his own face, his own name, and his own identity.

Until the center of vision, a faint smile suddenly appeared on that face.

Just like the girl who smiled at him in the shabby and leaky greenhouse many years ago.

Harmless and transparent, like moonlight penetrating through clouds and glass.

The light little mole adorned in the smile is like the cool and lively breeze under the moonlight. Just by being blown by it, people can't help but feel peaceful and satisfied - as if they are bewitched.

"Qin Jianbai" was so shocked by this familiar smile that his breathing stopped, and at that moment his blood boiled, he saw the girl's lips move slightly.

She spoke.

It took a few seconds for my still trembling nerves to realize what she had said.

——"What a bitch."

——My heart stopped beating again.

The boiling blood was poured with cold ice water in the eyes that were still staring at him.

He regained his composure little by little, while the person opposite him never looked away.

The same smile, but the temperament has undergone a drastic change.

Malicious aggression emanated from her casually, and the way she looked at him was as if she was looking at a pig, a chicken, or something even more despicable and disgusting.

But there was still a smile on her face.

As if she found it interesting, she continued, "You Qins, are you all so itchy in your bones that you want to carve the word 'cheap' on your forehead?"

She swung the dagger without even looking at it, and it spun several times, making a whirring sound on the table.

The voices of people from far and near in the coffee shop surrounded the table, but the subtle sound of the dagger spinning seemed clear in the background, making people breathe along with it involuntarily.

Qin Jianbai was silent for a few seconds, then he slightly bent his lips, looked into her eyes and said sincerely, "I don't think this is my problem, nor is it a question of my last name."

He even discussed it with her seriously: "This should be your problem."

He said: "I never act like this in front of others... Before you say it, I never think that I am..."

The man still paused involuntarily.

The girl was very considerate and added: "Bitch."

She said it briefly, and then she no longer planned to chat with this "bitch". She tapped her fingertips on the table, and the dagger that was still spinning was tripped, and the whistling sound of the wind stopped suddenly.

The air seemed to stop flowing at the same time.

The girl stood up at the same time, knocked on the table and said, "I don't care what you are doing here, go sit somewhere else."

"What if I don't?"

Ye Kong, who was about to leave after picking up the dagger, paused and turned around to look.

The dagger turned around in her hand and was held again. The girl's mouth curled up: "If I really cut one of your fingers, will you let someone break my hand?"

"..."

The bodyguard behind the booth couldn't help but tense up, but heard the man's smiling reply: "No."

The girl smiled.

"Bitch."

she left.

"Qin Jianbai" sat motionless for more than ten seconds, rubbed his face under the mask, let out a helpless long sigh, then stood up and really changed his seat.

The two bodyguards who were sitting nearby and heard the entire conversation clearly had their eyes wide open, as if they were in a dream.