Chapter 2

Song Xiaoya is not suspicious, will turn to open the door. The door was kicked open from the outside without touching the handle.

A crowd of people in black rushed in quickly, with weapons hidden in their bulging sleeves.

Song Xiaoya, who had seen such a scene, opened her mouth for a moment and was too scared to speak.

The leader was about to ask something. As soon as his eyes swept, he saw the man lying on the side of the room, with a look on his face and a quick step forward.

"Young master, are you all right?" Looking at the injured man, the man in black who took the lead breathed a sigh of relief. Then he turned back with a gesture. The people behind him quickly came forward and arrested song Xiaoya.

Song Xiaoya, who was scared to speak, was even more afraid to move. She just watched the injured man stand up slowly and walk up to her.

"You What are you doing? " Shivering to say this sentence, song Xiaoya regretted, these people are obviously underworld!

She worked hard to save people, but fell into the hands of the underworld, this is not the sheep into the tiger's mouth! Did not expect to save a white eyed wolf!

The man's face is still stained with blood, some evil spirit, looking down at the frightened girl in front of him.

Looking at her delicate appearance, she should be a minor.

Song Xiaoya was frightened by the momentum of the man, dare not look at him, timidly bowed his head.

Suddenly realizing that this kind of escape would encourage the momentum of the "enemy", she quickly raised her head.

As soon as she looks up, she sees the man's bloody hand reaching into her face. Song Xiaoya screams and instinctively retreats, but is tightly grasped by the two people in black behind her.

The expected touch on his face did not come, but a sudden pain in his neck. Song Xiaoya opens her eyes and finds that the silver necklace she wears around her neck has fallen into the man's hand.

"Hello, you What are you doing? " This man took her necklace!

What is he going to do?

It seems that he doesn't seem to be short of money!

"Don't worry, I won't take your things for nothing." After the man finished, he put song Xiaoya's necklace away and hung a bigger gold necklace around her neck.

Song Xiaoya's eyes widened, which What do you mean?

"Let's go!" The man turned around and walked out of the room with the help of several men. He quickly disappeared under the curtain of night.

Come in a hurry, go in a hurry, leaving song Xiaoya alone standing in the room, like a movie in my mind.

Three years later.

A city, in a villa on the back hill.

A black sports car came in at night. After the faint light flickered, a tall man stepped down from the car.

A windbreaker micro movement, dressed neatly, estrus neat and capable, shoes are shining in the light.

The features on the man's face are distinct, and his handsome face seems to be carved out of a mold, without any flaw.

What's different is that the deep eyes are shining with mysterious light, and the sharp edge makes the people around you tremble. A kind of king style without anger naturally radiates to the surrounding.

Villa lights, but quiet people suffocate. Men's shoes on the ground, the voice clear, step by step into.

"The young master is back?" When the servant in the villa saw the man coming in, he immediately stood still and bowed to salute, "dinner is ready, you..."

The man's sight was cold, and he walked up the stairs without stopping for a moment.

He strode to the second floor and back to his bedroom.

On the second floor, the door of the bedroom was opened, and the man strode in. Then he suddenly stopped, his eyebrows raised high, and his eyes gathered with anger.

There's someone in the room!

And a woman!

"What's the matter?" The man asked harshly, his face darkened quickly and his voice was cold.

When did women enter his room at will?

"Little Young master, it's Mr. Zhou. He said it's a small gift for you. Please accept it... " The servant's face turned white, and the more he spoke, the lower his voice became. Finally, he could not hear himself.

It's over! Young master is going to be angry! It doesn't seem to be used for work tomorrow!

"Asshole!" The man low scolded a, then the cold voice rang again, "throw out!"

The servant didn't dare to delay, so he promised and went to deal with it immediately.

It's like the girl on the bed is a cheap ornament. If you throw it, you don't have any pity.

The light in the bedroom lights up.

There was a girl curled up on the big bed, with long black hair, breathing evenly and motionless, as if she was asleep.

"Miss, wake up..." The servant shakes the girl's arm and tries to wake her up, but it turns out to be futile. The girl's body turns slightly and she is still sleeping.

The servant was in a hurry, and the pressure behind him became heavier and heavier.

Finally, the man strode forward, the anger on his face undisguised.He just said "throw it out", not "wake her up first and throw it out again"!

This strange woman appeared in his room, slept in his bed, and even slept so sweet! Every one of them violates his taboo. Damn it!

But the man strode to the bedside, ready to do it by himself, but suddenly stopped the action on the hand, the expression has a moment of delay, like suddenly saw something incredible.