Qi Yanyu takes out a military knife from her pocket and puts it on Hannah's neck. The knife edge is sharp and makes a cut.

The tingling sensation comes to her mind. Hannah is scared to be at ease, but her eyes are not willing to stare at Qi Yan.

"What are you staring at? Take off your eyes

Qi Yan said coldly, "what's the difference between you and a thief? Who are you pretending to be innocent to now? I'll tell you, I've been trying to teach you a lesson for a long time. If you don't tell me, we have a thousand ways to let you talk. "

She clasped Hannah's arm, broke each other's arm directly to the back, and tied it with the rope handed by the bodyguard.

"Take it away!"

These bodyguards almost let Hannah go just now. Seeing that Qi Yanyu had caught people back and let them avoid punishment, they subconsciously followed her instructions for a moment.

Step forward, press Hannah's shoulder and lift him straight down the hill.

"That corpse has been buried here for some time. I believe it's a man who died in vain. Let's report a case for him."

"Yes, Miss Qi."

The bodyguards regard her as the backbone. Under her arrangement, they are doing the aftercare work in an orderly way.

Because their master, young master Quentin, had fallen into a terrible low pressure, and sat on a mossy stone, as if he had been taken away.

When all the people on the mountain follow Qi Yan's arrangement, Qi Yan walks to Kunting.

Deep in the night, the temperature on the barren mountain is very low. Qi Yanyu sees him sitting at the air outlet in a sweaty shirt. His suit coat has been taken off by him and left on the mud, covered with dust.

His whole body was very embarrassed and gloomy, and his golden hair was covered with mud.

Qi Yanyu picks up the coat he left on the ground, pats the dust on it, and silently puts it back on his shoulder.

Suddenly, a big cold hand held her wrist tightly and pulled her hard.

She reeled. The next second, her waist was held tightly by a pair of iron arms, and a golden head was buried in her abdomen.

Qi Yan language a Leng, immediately reach out to push.

"Don't move. I'll just lean on it for a while."

The man's voice is low and dull, like cloudy day, the rain wants to fall and does not fall, which makes people feel restless.

Qi Yanyu thinks of his experience and the purpose of her trip.

I had expected that today's situation would not be optimistic. I didn't expect that the situation would be as good as I had imagined.

If she didn't come today, Quentin would have killed Hannah on the spot.

Hannah, that woman does deserve to die, but she won't forget that there is another person behind Hannah, who is behind the whole thing.

And that person's existence not only affects Quentin and Hannah, but also threatens Rong family, love, Lord Xiaoye, and even subverts the whole international economic structure. If that person's plot succeeds, I'm afraid the consequences will be unimaginable.

Thinking of so much, Qi Yan didn't push Kunting away.

She felt that if possible, this guy might still be on their side in the future.

After these days together, she can feel that this guy's nature is not bad.

"Don't be sad. I'm sure she'll have a good time in heaven."

Maybe because of the age difference of 7 years old, Qi Yanyu patted Kunting on the shoulder and unconsciously said these words in the tone of coaxing children.

Even she didn't believe that. Can Quentin believe it?

However, the man is gently, with a nasal hum: "really?"

"Really, good people should go to heaven, bad people will go to hell, right?"

"If good people can't go to heaven, bad people can't go to hell?"

"Then we'll send her to hell."

Qi Yan's words are concise and comprehensive. Since she was driven abroad by her family at the age of 16, she has understood that the most important thing for a person to live is to obey her heart. She is happy when she is happy and angry when she is angry.

Like a person is good for him, hate a person away.

Those who hurt her will retaliate in the same way.

Kunting blue Jun eyes look a Zheng, originally very gloomy can't find vent mood, unexpectedly because the girl's words suddenly seem to unload a thousand gold burden.

They were very close at the moment. The girl was standing and he was sitting. For the first time, he didn't hug this woman just to make a scene. The nose was full of the girl's warm fragrance. It was the smell of Neroli Water. It was fresh and elegant, with a trace of lively enthusiasm.

It's totally different from what he knew.

At the beginning, he approached her with a purpose. He had specially sent someone to investigate her. It was said that she had a rich emotional history, and each relationship could last no more than half a month. At first, he thought that she must be a shallow and snobbish woman. After getting along with her, he found that she was not at all.

"You're very comforting." Quentin wiped her waist like a big hand.

Qi Yan language instant face black, slap his hand: "after all, you are 7 years younger than me, just came on the road, also compared me to your sister, see you poor, let's treat you as a brother."

Hearing this, Kunting's eyes suddenly became sharp, and said: "you're not my sister!"

"Tut, OK, no, it's not. Why are you so excited?"

Qi Yan language raised wrist, looked at time, already night 8 o'clock.

Thinking of Rong Que's appointment with her this afternoon, Qi Yan feels relieved when she breaks the appointment.

Hannah's affair made her fully understand how unreliable this secret love is. It's like a Sandburg piled up by children on the beach. Looking at the delicate beauty, no matter how carefully she guards it, a wave will still be broken up.

Now this kind of feeling is very relaxed, like the shackles of ten years.

Unconsciously, she slid her mobile phone and heard Quentin's voice: "I'm hungry. Shall we go to dinner?"

"Are you still in the mood to eat?"

"Long mouth, why can't eat?"

"Are you not sad?"

"Why should I be sad at the body of a man who has nothing to do with it?" Quentin seemed to have completely recovered his sense from the edge of his violent walk. Looking at the remains cleaned up by his men, he licked his lips. "I'm hungry. I want to eat roast beef bones."

"You have a strong taste." Qi Yan language obviously also found that he looked at the remains, almost speechless to hit people.

Did you see that pile of white bones and think of roast beef bones?

This is the time for NIMA to order this dish. She can't eat it!

On the way down the mountain, Qi Yanyu takes out her mobile phone and turns it on. Originally, she just used to brush the news, but suddenly she sees a dozen unread messages in the prompt bar.

She opened it and her heart thumped.

It's all from Rong que.