Rainstorm, lightning!

    With the rapid gasp, a delicate figure ran in the rainy night.

    A black Bentley appeared in the rainstorm from the corner, like a black lightning chopping waves. The girl had no time to dodge and fell to the ground.

    Anyang was stunned by this scene. He held the steering wheel tightly with both hands and wouldn''t move. He spit out a voice slightly trembling

    "Young master Ting... Seems, seems... Hit... Hit..."

    I hit someone. Go down and have a look.

    The man was still sitting in the back seat with his hair still, as if it wasn''t his car that hit him.

    Obsidian eyes flickered with unsharp light, and the handsome face looked colder on this dark rainy night.

    "Young master Ting, she''s a woman and angry. It seems that she fainted. Look..." Anyang went back to the car and asked for instructions gingerly.

    "Carry it to the car and take it back to the villa first" the man said faintly.

    "Young master Ting... But..."

    "Do it," he snapped.

    "OK, I''ll go right away"

    Anyang picked up Liu morxi and looked around carefully to make sure that no one found her behind the scenes and put her on the co pilot.

    The car soon disappeared into the rainy night and came to a villa in the suburbs.

    in the house

    The man took off his suit gracefully and watched Liu morxi be thrown on the sofa by the driver.

    He walked over slowly, rolled up his sleeve, exposed his arm full of bronze muscle lines, and pressed his fingers on Liu morxi''s weak pulse.

    "She''s fine. You can go back after a rest. Come back to pick me up tomorrow." Before the voice fell, he picked up Liu Moxi and went upstairs into a guest room.

    At this moment, their situation has burned like a fire, and they may be eliminated by the rules of the game of the world at any time. Anyang knew there was still a lot of work to do, so he left in a hurry.

    Twenty years ago, Yin Jiaben was an unknown small enterprise.

    What everyone didn''t expect is that in S City, it is like a commercial dark horse. It rises rapidly before anyone notices it. So far, 90% of the buildings in s city are monopolized by the Yin family. Today, the Yin family''s business has been overwhelming, black and white, and the forces behind it can''t be underestimated.

    Although Yin moting is the young master of the Yin family, he also needs to expel dissidents and act carefully if he wants to take over the Yin family''s property.

    Yin moting put Liu morxi on the bed, and Junlang''s face was helpless.

    He is a cleanliness freak. If his car hadn''t hit someone, how could he allow a woman to wet his suit.

    Fortunately, his thugs had saved a lot of medical supplies when recovering from injuries in this villa. He carefully wrapped up the bruise on her calf.

    There were no women''s clothes here. He had to change his own pajamas for her, but he accidentally saw the lily petal birthmark on her back shoulder.

    Complex emotions, excitement and surprise suddenly poured into the exquisite face like uncanny workmanship

    Yin moting came to the restaurant, poured a glass of red wine, stood in front of the French window and looked at the endless rainstorm outside.

    A palm of his hand pressed on the window and printed his strategy as usual on the water mist in the window.

    For a moment, he clenched his fist tightly, the green tendons on his arm burst, the Obsidian Prajna bright eyes twinkled with a determined light, took out his mobile phone and called Anyang.

    The phone rang and answered.

    "Master Ting, what can I do for you?"

    "Come early tomorrow morning, take two maids and prepare some clean girls'' clothes."

    "Ah?"

    Anyang usually sends out a question word.

    "Are you deaf? I''ll see you at seven tomorrow morning." Yin moting quickly hung up the phone.