C17 Impressive

Inside the Nangong residence, the cold and solemn living room was mainly filled with black and white furniture. The expensive furniture was arranged neatly in the corresponding positions, just right for the entire living room to be lit up.

On the leather sofa, a tall man who was comparable to a Western European famous model was casually sitting on it. A black Armani suit was attached to his body, indicating that this man was not an ordinary person.

He took off his black glasses, revealing a pair of electrifying eyes that could charm people's hearts. At this moment, Deep Blue's eyes shot out a bright light, like two sharp swords, towards the man standing respectfully in front of him.

"How is it?" She waved the sunglasses in her hands. Her movements were unintentional and full of power. She deliberately kept a low profile and could not hide her innate king aura.

The man standing was also wearing a black suit. His height and appearance were considered top class. Compared to the man sitting, he was obviously much worse, and his aura could not be compared.

Bowing respectfully, the man replied, "I've been kneeling there all this time."

" Oh? " The man sitting glanced at him coldly, causing the man who was standing to slightly shrink his shoulders. His firm nose made a humph, and it was filled with disdain. "She really can hold on!"

"Young Master..." The man standing looked hesitantly at the man sitting on the chair. He wanted to say something but stopped himself.

"Speak." The man who was sitting turned his gaze elsewhere. The light was still firm and sharp.

"Does young master think that this traffic accident is not simple?" The man thought for a moment and boldly raised his question.

"What do you think?" The man sitting did not answer.

The man standing thought for a while and finally said honestly: "I don't know."

He pursed his thin lips and drew a cold arc. The man who was sitting stood up. His gaze became sharper. "This woman is really not an ordinary person. It seems like... It's not simple. I believe that this car accident was not an accident."

"Then..."

"[Let Sha'er rest in peace tomorrow.]" With a command, the tall and slender figure of the man stepped onto the stairs and quickly disappeared.

The man standing touched his head in puzzlement. "What does Young Master want to do again?"

Lo Yingshui did not expect that the first time she saw Nangong Hanye would be at such an occasion. Today was the day Mi Sha'er was buried and she came with him.

At this time, she understood that the person her sister killed was the business genius Nangong Hanye, who was known as the "cold-blooded killer."

She was escorted by a few men in black and could only watch Mi Sha'er being buried from afar. In front of the tombstone, there was a black suit and a white shirt inside. The man with the black tie had a gloomy handsome face and pursed his thin lips. He watched the funeral without saying a word.

He had a slender figure and bronze skin. His facial features were clear and deep. He was like a Greek sculpture. His dark and deep ice eyes seemed wild and unrestrained. He was charming and sexy. His three-dimensional facial features were as handsome as a knife, and he gave off an aura of a king that shook the world.

When Lo Yingshui heard the priest call her "Mr. Nangong Hanye," her body trembled. That was right. This was the Nangong Hanye who often appeared on the TV screen, in newspapers and magazines. Even if she did not care about the news reports, she would inadvertently hear rumors about him.

The most expensive, most popular, and tallest building in the central area of the city was the headquarters of Hanye's Group.

The entire building, with 99 floors, was his. It wasn't rented, but bought by him.

With a superior background, wild, uninhibited, and cold blooded background, he had shaken off the identity of a rich second generation and started from scratch. In a short period of five years, he established Hanye's Group, which spanned across both the country and the outside world.

This chapter is over.