Chapter 417

Looking up, the man not far away is sitting on the sofa with two long legs apart. He is wearing a clean and stylish suit coat, but he looks like a king. His cold eyes are staring at himself.

Many years ago, because of these eyes, Shen Tuoyuan could even give up his life.

Obviously, Shen Tuoyuan's silence made ye zhanjue's tone colder and harder: "last time I didn't realize that you changed so much two years later. Who changed you? "

"I'll give you three days to deal with these things."

Ye zhanjue's eyes became colder and colder when he looked at his lost face. "If you leave her, she doesn't need you at all."

People often do some confused things with a clear mind. Just like Shen Tuoyuan, he doesn't know that Wang Yi is wan Jingting. Out of selfish motives, he doesn't want to tell Tong en.

"You're talking to me about terms? It's unheard of. " Ye zhanjue's eyes changed. He went to the other side and said coldly, "she's Jingting's wife. Need your protection? "

This is the first time he has asked for it, but ye zhanjue can't agree to it.

“…… Young master, I have only one request. "

"Send someone to protect the man you're talking about?" Ye zhanjue suddenly opened his mouth coldly. His black suit made him extremely indifferent. His tone was severe: "do you know what you're talking about?"

Shen Tuoyuan, who has been staring down at the ground, slowly looks up at the man in front of him and says clearly: "don't be angry, young master. I'll come back, but a yuan has something to ask..."

"Blame others? Others... " Last night, Wan Jingting called him to deal with Shen Tuoyuan. At that time, ye zhanjue learned that the man Shen Tuoyuan wanted to save that night was his friend's wife.

The person is still that person, but the attitude of asking for others is very different.

Ye zhanjue looked at the man who had been taught by himself and never disobeyed orders. In his memory, he was calm in everything he did, never impulsive, never impulsive, except that he begged him to save a woman named Tong en, and this time He could see the tension in his concealment.

"Well, forget the pain!" Ye zhanjue's shoes appear under his eyes. He can feel ye zhanjue's eyes fall on his back. He doesn't know that ye zhanjue is referring to that matter. The last whiplash hurt to the bone, and he has never forgotten what he promised ye zhanjue.

Ye zhanjue touched the cane whip and turned around to see Shen Tuoyuan kneeling down with his head buried as before. He didn't dare to look at him. His soft hair covered his forehead and his backbone. Ye zhanjue shrank his pupils. He hated such a yuan very much.

"Don't blame others, young master."

At the end of the speech, ye zhanjue immediately got up and went to a beautifully carved instrument. A very strong cane whip lay quietly on it, but its power was far more familiar to Shen Tuo than anyone else.

It's raining hard outside, and there's a flash of lightning in the sky.

Looking down from the upstairs, a tall man walked through the Huaping in front of the villa in the rain. His steps were steady and his shoes were soaked in the rain. He looked really down and out.

A woman in a camel colored cotton dress holds her cheek in one hand and takes out her mobile phone to take a picture. The next second her mobile phone is taken away, her smile and contemplation immediately become naughty. She turns around and sits on the sofa: "who is he? It's a little familiar to see my back. "