Chapter 215

Ji Jing'an walked into the living room of the holiday cabin, turned on the quiet chandelier, walked to the window, pulled off the tie around his neck, raised his hand and opened a window, quietly breathing the dry and hot air with the smell of tropical rain forest.

Under the soft light, his handsome but somewhat tired facial features reflected a silent dark shadow and threw it on the log color wall made of wood, just like a man's dark and unpredictable mood.

After thinking about it, I was still worried about the previous arrangement. I took out my mobile phone from my trouser pocket and dialed Fang Tong. My sharp and dangerous eyes stared at the wide leaves of coconut trees swaying in the wind outside the window. I said in a deep voice, "remember, spend a lot of money to find the security guard of the hotel and guard their room in turn at night. Anyway, we must ensure her safety first."

I don't know what Fang Tong said on the phone. The man suddenly hooked his lips and sneered, "Mo Yurou is just throwing stones to ask for directions. What I want is to pull out the man hiding behind her as soon as possible. In this way, hang up."

After the call, Ji Jingan turned around, gently held his mobile phone in his hand, walked to the single seat, leaned back heavily, tightened his long eyebrows, and ruthlessly closed his fierce dark eyes.

Mo Yurou and Mo Yurou have changed from being familiar and intimate in the past to being strangers today, and he doesn't want to.

But since she did something sorry for him and trampled on the bottom line he set, she should know what consequences to bear.

He can forgive innocent mistakes, but in front of hundreds of innocent young lives, she has shed blood all over the place and countless broken bodies. What qualifications does she have for him to forgive?

With his understanding of Mo Yurou, he will not give up after being frustrated here.

What he wants is to find the right opportunity to dig out the deadly enemy deeply hidden behind her and annihilate it in one fell swoop.

Mo Yurou is just a chess piece for him to throw stones and ask for directions.

But from his heart, he doesn't want the woman he once liked to become beyond recognition because of jealousy.

Finally, whether to die or live depends on Mo Yurou's choice.

She doesn't move night feather fan, give a way to live.

If she really moved yeyufan, don't blame him for not thinking about old love.

At three o'clock in the morning, after smoking the last cigarette, Ji Jingan walked into the room, turned on his laptop, plugged in the power supply, and started to deal with a lot of heavy affairs in the company.

The mobile phone is also put aside for charging. You must keep in touch with Fang Tong at any time in order to get any information about ye Yufan at the first time.

That night, he was doomed to sleep.

The next morning, the hotel near the sea, room 1006.

Yeyufan slept soundly all night and got up from the bed refreshed. He saw Han Zhenzhen sleeping beside him with two long legs on the blanket. He was slightly stunned. He couldn't help pushing her. "Zhenzhen, who sent me back to the hotel last night?"

Where's Ji Jingan?

Why didn't he take her to the holiday cabin?

Han Zhenzhen didn't wake up yet. He turned over in a hazy way, squinted and muttered, "Fanfan, honey, don't push. I'm so sleepy. Let me sleep again."

"It's more than ten o'clock. It's time to get up. Didn't you say you took me surfing in the afternoon?" Night Yufan kept pushing and shoving a second cargo who was lying in bed and smiled at her armpit, "tell me how I came back last night and I'll let you go."

In fact, I didn't drink much wine last night. Why did I get drunk and unconscious.

When I woke up, I didn't remember anything like drinking a broken tablet.

"It tickles me, hee hee." Han Zhenzhen couldn't stand ye Yufan's killer mace, so she quickly put up her hands and made a surrender, crying and begging for mercy, "Fang and I sent you here. Here, I took a lot of photos of last night in my mobile phone. Please go and have a look. Please let me go first. Last night, you vomited and wanted to drink water in the middle of the night, which made me sleep late..."

"Yes, it's a pity that I didn't go to sing and dance at such a lively party. It's good to feast my eyes on your photos."

After washing, yeyufan changed a set of T-shirts, jeans and shorts, and a fresh dress set off her white and bright face due to enough sleep.

Jumping onto the single sofa, she turned out Han Zhenzhen's mobile phone, called out the folder and looked through it with interest.

Apart from Han Zhenzhen, ye Yufan didn't know many of the other guests, and some of them were looking through them with dismal interest.

Fingers touch the screen faster and faster.

Suddenly, she sat up straight, opened her eyes wide and stared at the photo she had just clicked. At the bottom of her heart, it began to fill with unspeakable tingling bit by bit.

What did she see?

Jijing'an and Mo Yurou sit less than half a meter apart. The man swings the wine in his hand leisurely, and the woman has an elegant and gentle smile on her mouth, which looks like an intimate chat

The handsome man's face turned white and white.

What he told Mo Yurou himself is his past, and himself is his future.

Then he sat with Mo Yurou and talked happily. What do you mean?

Yeyufan was so excited by this picture that he forgot to breathe.

The heart was almost suffocating, writhing and tingling, like being roughly pulled and rubbed by a big palm. The pain swept every cell of the whole body inch by inch.

She was suddenly in a trance. What the man said to her was true and false?

Knock, knock.

There was a polite knock on the door outside.

Hearing the sound, ye Yufan hurried to pack up his depressed mood, went out of the bedroom and went through the living room to open the door. He was stunned to see Fang Tong with two big black circles under his eyes and a haggard face. "What's the matter?"

With a face that stayed awake all night, Fang Tong politely smiled, "Miss ye, that's right. Mr. Ji booked you and Miss Han a plane ticket at 12 noon. It's almost 11 o'clock now. Mr. Ji asked me to ask, have you packed up your things and where else I can help?"

That damned man actually hooked up with Mo Yurou while she was drunk. Hum, she doesn't want to take a plane with him.

So, yeyufan said faintly, "Zhenzhen and I will go back to Tongcheng in two days, and we won't be together."

He stayed all night and nothing happened. What's the matter with miss night.

Looking at ye Yufan's cold face, Fang Tong was confused. He retreated and went to the end of the corridor to make a call. "Mr. Ji, Miss ye said she would continue to play for two days. She won't follow us back for the time being."

"I see. You keep watching."

In the living room of the holiday cabin, Ji Jingan stood by the tea table, his slender fingers hung up the call, and his handsome facial features looked a little gloomy.

Then, he called out the mobile phone number of the night feather, stared at the string numbers, and spent a long time in meditation.