Manuel motionlessly winked at the people next to him, some gnashing his teeth: "you are indeed sent by darling."

"What is darling? We're here to see the jewelry show. " Xia Yihan holds Ye Zimo carefully, and is very angry at these inexplicable acts of using knives and guns on people.

Manuel's brown eyes stare at Xia Yihan, as if to see through Xia Yihan. Suddenly, he smiles brightly: "you are a woman who is really more and more interesting. Even if you are Dalin's person, I also want to possess you."

Ye Zimo put the knife across Manuel's neck and forced him to retreat. Hearing the words, he said, "you died under the peony of practicing China. It's a pity to be a ghost."

Manuel's rare face stagnated for a moment, and then he was silent for a while. "Does this mean that if you die under the peony, will you be happier to see God?"

"Pooh, Tang Xianzu will be very angry." Xia Yihan couldn't help laughing.

Three people walked out the door one after another, Manuel said grimly, "now you can let me go."

Ye Zimo took Manuel to open the door and let Xia Yihan sit in the driving position. He drove Manuel's neck to the back seat: "you can start praying to God to see if I will let you go later."

There is a huge horn sound in front of the car. Ye Zimo and Manuel look at Xia Yihan in surprise. Honking the horn here is tantamount to calling all the people here. Manuel's suspicion and interest in Xia Yihan is higher.

"Ye Zimo, this is my first time driving abroad." Xia Zimo's voice just fell, ye Zimo and Manuel's facial expressions synchronously twisted for a while.

Ye Zimo wiped his face and bit his teeth and said, "open!"

The car rushes out like an arrow. Xia Yihan is so nervous that he bows and listens to Ye Zimo's command.

There is a sound of approaching cars behind him. Xia Yihan looks from the rearview mirror, and two caryan cars, one left and one right, want to overtake.

The front to turn, Xia Yihan subconsciously want to turn the light, feet a shiver, stepped on the accelerator. The car went out of control towards the corner.

Manuel looks pale at Xia Yihan. Ye Zimo's heart jumps with Xia Yihan's speed, frowns and sighs slightly, "Xia Yihan, give me a good training car when I go back."

"Ye Zimo, don't talk to me!" Xia Yihan roared and drifted the car out of the corner.

After the caryan obviously did not expect Xia Yihan crazy Road, even turning the corner does not slow down, and Xia Yihan's car fell a large section.

"Ye Zimo, what shall we do next?" Xia Yihan looks around nervously. Although it is late at night, it is obvious that they are still in the center of the street.

Ye Zimo looked at Manuel on one side and said, "Council hall."

"Do you think the council here will protect you? It's so naive. " Manuel said sarcastically.

"I think it would be better for you to worry about whether your head can continue to stay with your neck than whether they will protect us." Ye Zimo said coldly.

"Ye Zimo, they are catching up again!" Xia Yihan is in the driving position.

"Calm down, don't step on the gas pedal!" Ye Zimo ordered calmly.

Caryan overtakes from behind, whistling one after another after seeing a woman in the driver's seat.

Xia ran, the car was not a sudden whistling out of the lane.

Two caryan did not expect that Xia Yihan would dare to rush into the Hutong, and all of a sudden they couldn't stop the car and collided with each other.

"Waste." Manuel muttered.

Ye Zimo said with a smile, "I'm sorry I can only send you here, Mr. Manuel." Open the door and ye Zimo pushes Manuel out of the car.

Sitting in the driver's seat again, ye Zimo bit Xia Yihan's lips fiercely, and their softness gently grinded: "why don't you run?"

Xia Yihan grabs the seat belt and looks a little red. He looks at the thick night outside the car: "don't ask me, I don't know!"

When Xia Yihan feels that ye Zimo's driving speed is getting slower and slower, ye Zimo is nearly unconscious.

"Ye Zimo, what's the matter with you?" Xia Yihan was frightened by the heat from the other side, and quickly wanted to turn over to the driver's seat: "Ye Zimo, hold on, I'll take you to the hospital soon."

Ye Zimo gently tugged at Xia Yihan: "don't go to the hospital. They will send someone to follow me in the hospital when they know that I am injured." Before finishing, ye Zimo has fallen into a deep coma.

"Buckle, buckle!" Xia Yihan anxiously knocks on the door of the hotel. She doesn't know where Ahern's home is at all. Ye Zimo obviously has a fever.

Xia Yihan knocked a lot before an old man opened a crack in the door. He frowned after seeing the dark red blood on Ye Zimo's body. He wanted to close the door with a string of Italian in his mouth.

Xia Yihan couldn't understand Italian, so he continued to knock on the door. The old man opened the door and glared at Xia Yihan fiercely. The old man's expression was very ferocious, and there was a long scar under his eyes.Ye Zimo groaned unconsciously. Xia Yihan hugged Ye Zimo close to his body, crossed the door with one foot, and yelled in Chinese: "otherwise, you'll break my foot, or let me in."

The old man can't understand Xia Yihan's words, but seeing Xia Yihan's action, he sighs and lets Xia Yihan in.

Xia Yihan carries the leaf Zi Mo to move toward the living room, the foot does not step firmly, the leaf Zi Mo slants to fall on the ground.

Xia Yihan can't care about his face, which is abraded by the ornaments hanging on the wall, pours on Ye Zimo and touches it up and down. Only blood spills from the wound because of the new tear.

The old man brought hot water and bandage, and Xia Yihan took it gratefully: "thank you."

The old man hums coldly, goes to the small house next to the living room and slams the door. Tear up the clothes on Ye Zimo's body, the ferocity of the back let Xia Yihan take a cold breath.

Blood red wound from the shoulder blade down, skin flying, with dark red blood around, Xia Yihan gently took a wet cloth to wipe Ye Zimo's wound, and ye Zimo uttered a painful groan.

"You can't do that. He'll get infected." The shadow around suddenly made a sound, Xia Yihan was scared to turn his head.

A boy is smiling at himself, brown hair blocked one side of the eyes, a smile on the nose led to a Blue Gem Nose Ring.

"His wound is infected and needs to be treated as soon as possible." The man walks to Xia Yihan and looks down at Ye Zimo's injury. Looking at the thirteen stars that Xia Yihan has been holding in his hand, he sighs from the bottom of his heart: "your dagger is really beautiful."

Xia Yihan protects Ye Zimo, puts the dagger back into the scabbard and looks at the man with vigilance: "who are you?"

The man stepped back with a smile, "I've been to China, and I have a Chinese name. You can call me Qin Feng. I'm a doctor

Xia Yihan hesitantly looks at Qin Feng. Ye Zimo, who should have been unconscious, grabs Xia Yihan's hand. Xia Yihan pleases: "Ye Zimo, are you awake?"

"He just does it subconsciously. It seems that he cares about you." Qin Feng gently opened Ye Zimo's shirt and said seriously, "we must deal with it now, unless you want to see him die of infection."

When the first ray of light shone on Xia Yihan's face, she found that it was already in the morning. Ye Zimo was still in a low fever. There was a knock at the door. The old man came in with the words written in English: "you can live here. You have to pay the rent."

Xia Yihan looked at the unconscious Ye Zimo and said in a low voice, "sorry, we have friends here, but now I don't know where he lives. Can we postpone it?"

No matter what Xia Yihan said, the old man always pointed to the words on the drawing board. "I paid for it, Ruike." Qin Feng came out and muttered with the old man for a while.

Vaguely aware that the other party paid the rent for himself, Xia Yihan said, "I'll write you an IOU."

Qin Feng shook his head and said, "if you want to write an IOU, why don't you do me a favor? I'm a clothing designer, but my assistant has gone abroad. I need an assistant urgently. Can you be my assistant for a day if you like

Xia Yihan hesitates to look at Ye Zimo. Ye Zimo is unconscious now, and she is unwilling to leave him. "My client may know the friend you mentioned yesterday!" Qin Feng shrugged his shoulders.

Let go of all his worries, Xia Yihan follows Qin Feng to a huge manor with towering fountains, neatly trimmed lawns and palace like buildings.

Qin Feng Fu whispered in Xia Yihan's ear: "there are a few ladies in Italy living here. My job is to match her clothes. You should be responsible for helping me."

Two people into the living room, was ordered to clean by the housekeeper before entering a spacious house, inside an elderly woman in the Qin Feng behind the expressionless face has some loose: "Qinfeng, you finally come, the party will start."

Qin Feng leaned forward slightly and helped the woman choose clothes, which made the woman laugh. Xia Yihan stood aside and occasionally helped to get the clothes. His heart was already flying to Ye Zimo.

"There's no ring to go with my skirt." The woman who had a smile suddenly lost her temper and threw her ring on the ground at will.

Qin Feng good temper of the mouth: "madam, your posture with what kind of accessories are very suitable."

"No! I'm not going anywhere until I find the right accessories. " The woman said haughtily, and she believed that she also had the arrogant capital.

Xia Yihan looked at the sun's slight deviation, and wanted to see ye Zimo's emotion more intense: "madam, if you like, can I have a try?" Ye Zimo went to the woman in front of him and said.

The woman raised her eyebrows and looked at the very delicate Oriental woman. She turned her head and looked at Qin Feng: "is this Oriental woman?"

Qin Feng smiles, and his handsome face smiles and says, "Madam Elizabeth, maybe you can give her a try." Elizabeth nodded subconsciously. When Xia came in with a rose, she walked out of the gate a few minutes later.

"Don't tell me you're going to let me wear this flower to the party, Oriental woman." The woman's face was very ugly.Qin Feng stepped forward and slightly blocked Xia Yihan, with an apology on his face: "excuse me, madam. This is my new assistant. I've just come from a foreign country. Maybe I don't know the customs and etiquette here."