Gao Xiaowen's Porsche had its windows smashed, but the hood was still intact, so it did not affect its usage.
They drove through the gate, turned left, passed a large area of houses, and came to number 39.
It was a French-style house, a villa with number 40.
After parking the car, the two of them walked out.
Gao Xiaowen walked up the stairs and opened the door to the villa.
Ye Zheng had originally thought that this kind of mansion would be decorated in the gorgeous and complicated European style. Unexpectedly, Gao Xiaowen's living quarters were actually a simple Nordic style: light wooden floors, grey sofas, white walls, simple hanging pictures, it was as cold as his mistress.
Gao Xiaowen supported herself up against the wall, supporting herself with her left leg while bending her right leg backwards.
Only then did Ye Zheng realize that the beauty's posture of taking off her shoes was also so elegant.
He took off his shoes, too, but found a hole in his sock.
Ye Zheng was embarrassed, but Gao Xiaowen ignored him and slowly walked into the living room.
Gao Xiaowen did not take off her shoes, but stood barefooted on the smooth wooden floor with her flawless feet.
Ye Zheng followed along, cursing himself in his heart: A dignified soldier king, a tough guy who doesn't care about small matters, why are you so restrained today?
Gao Xiaowen walked over to the coffee machine in the corner of the living room and asked Ye Zheng while holding an exquisite cup: "Sugar?"
"No, thanks."
Ye Zheng sat on the sofa.
She was still wearing her sky-blue skirt, but her sitting posture was elegant. Her legs were slightly tilted to the side, avoiding the danger of losing all her clothes.
Ye Zheng held the coffee in one hand and stirred the coffee with a spoon in the other, trying his best not to look at Gao Xiaowen.
Where's Gao Xiaowen?
Without taking off her sunglasses, Ye Zheng could feel that her eyes were hidden behind his glasses, carefully assessing himself.
The atmosphere was awkward.
After being silent for two minutes, Gao Xiaowen suddenly spoke: "Did Ma Jian send you?"
"No."
Ye Zheng flatly denied.
Ye Zheng finally understood that Ma Jian and Xiao Er Gongzi were both the pursuers of this cold beauty.
The cold beauty thought that Margo would secretly place bodyguards in the district to protect his and deal with the ruthless Second Young Master Xiao.
At this time, the villa's door opened, and a girl who was slightly younger than Gao Xiaowen walked in.
From the looks of it, the relationship between Gao Xiaowen and the girl was not ordinary, she even had the key to the house on her.
Gao Xiaowen finally squeezed out a bit of a smile on her cold face and introduced him to Ye Zheng: "My assistant, Han Ruolin."
"Hello."
Han Ruolin laughed and shook hands with him.
Ye Zheng sized the young girl up: she was around twenty years old, tall and slender, with a ponytail, skin as white as milk, wearing a simple T-shirt and jeans, yet unable to hide the liveliness of her youth.
Never would I have thought that she was actually Gao Xiaowen's assistant.
"Ye Zheng."
Ye Zheng introduced himself briefly.
"I heard that second brother of the Xiao Family used a stick to threaten sister?"
Han Ruolin asked.
"It has already been taken care of by this Mr. Ye."
of the server.
"Wow, Mr. Ye's physique is so good!"
Han Ruolin giggled as she reached out to pinch Ye Zheng's biceps.
This was the first time they had met each other, and he felt that it was not appropriate to be so impudent. Ye Zheng could only smile.
"How rude!"
Gao Xiaowen reprimanded. She could tell that there was no blame in her tone.
"What Fighting Techniques do you cultivate?"
Han Ruolin stuck out her tongue and asked.
"He was born with great strength."
Ye Zheng replied humbly.
However, when Han Ruolin's attack arrived in front of him, Ye Zheng shockingly discovered that Han Ruolin's slender jade hand, with her thumb on her fingernails, had the second joint of her index finger sticking out. Her thumb and forefinger formed a phoenix eye shape, and aimed straight at her opponent's middle finger, this was the "Phoenix's Eye Fist".
This little girl was actually an expert at identifying and assaulting acupoints!
Ye Zheng wanted to use his thumb to poke her elbow to stop her attack, but he resisted the urge.
"Phoenix Eye Fist!"
They stopped two centimeters away from the Ye Zheng people's cave.
"Stop fooling around!"
Gao Xiaowen's voice did not seem to mind at all.
Han Ruolin thoughtfully looked at Ye Zheng's eyes, turned his body, and jumped up and down on the sofa, taking out a potato chip from the drawer.
How was she like a star assistant? She was clearly a next-door girl who was playful and lively and lacked tutoring.
Ye Zheng exhaled lightly and said to Gao Xiaowen: "I'll be leaving first."
"Take care."
"Brother Ye, farewell!"
Han Ruolin chewed on the potato chips in her mouth and shouted at Ye Zheng.
Ye Zheng's figure disappeared outside the door and the young Han Ruolin put down the potato chips. She crossed her arms in front of her chest and changed her serious face to a more serious one, as if she didn't look like a girl in her twenties.
Gao Xiaowen picked up her coffee cup and started thinking.
"How is his martial arts?"
Gao Xiaowen asked.
Han Ruolin said: "When I made a move just now, if he flusteredly blocked a bit, then we can be sure that he was an amateur. However, by not dodging at all, he must have thought that he had the confidence to counter my attack in the nick of time. "
"According to your estimation, is he an enemy or a friend?"
Gao Xiaowen took off her sunglasses.
"The possibility of him being little brother Ma Jian isn't very high. His bearing and physique are not ordinary. "
Han Ruolin explained.
"If... "Is he a mercenary?"
In Gao Xiaowen's beautiful eyes, a trace of hatred and hatred actually flashed past.
"Eldest Miss, if he was a member of the Mercenary Group back then, this time, when we find out where Eldest Miss lives, there must be some unspeakable secrets."
Han Ruolin's eyes flashed with worry. "Are we going to reveal our identities to the police and the military and seek protection?"
"Take the opportunity to act."
Gao Xiaowen's tone was as cold as profound ice: "If he really is an enemy, there must be a mastermind behind this. I will uproot them and avenge my father. "
"Yes, Miss Mu Rong."
Han Ruolin's expression became serious as well.
Ye Zheng walked casually towards the direction of the big gate, and from afar, he saw three men wearing sunglasses and black shirts asking Yi Shijiu something, their attitude extremely arrogant.
Where's Yi Shijiu?
He had a confused look on his face, as if he was scared witless.
The leading black clothed man seemed to be very impatient, as he ruthlessly slapped Yi Shijiu in the face.
Yi Shijiu covered his face and leaned against the wall of the security pavilion while staggering.
"Stop!"
Ye Zheng roared as he walked forward with large strides.