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When Qiao Zi'an got out of the car, it was already 2 in the morning.

On a late autumn night, the alleyway was completely silent. He didn't drive fast. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a figure sneakily flipping something. The man lying on the ground was not moving at all.

His car stopped quietly and backed up to the mouth of the alley.

The thief didn't seem to find anything out of that man's body. He was a bit unhappy and directly kicked the body neither lightly nor heavily, spitting in a low voice, "Fuck, poor bastard."

Most of the people who could sleep in this alley were guests who had come out of 'popular' places. After all, this area was too tightly guarded. Even beggars were forbidden from entering.

If it was really a customer who drank too much in a bar, then losing something in his territory would not be good if word of it got out. Qiao Zi'an thought for a while before opening the door and getting off the car. His shiny shoes reflected a faint luster on the ground.

Hearing the sound of the door opening and closing, the thief was shocked. His face could not be seen clearly, so he could only curse "bad luck" and hastily ran away.

Qiao Zi'an shrugged. Borrowing the light from his phone, his long legs moved towards that direction.

Turning the person on the ground over, he made a "chi" sound and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

[It is really a narrow path for enemies to meet …] However, this woman could actually fall asleep in such a place?

Fortunately, the thief didn't see her face, or who knows what might have happened if she had such a beautiful leather bag.

Qiao Zi'an resigned to his fate and dragged her up. She wasn't heavy, so she lay unconscious in his arms.

Of course, he wasn't some trusting man or woman, he just didn't want to stir up any trouble with the nameless female corpse. Therefore, it was no surprise that Yan Zirong woke up the next morning on his luxurious sofa.

Where is this place? Why was she here?

Yan Zirong narrowed her eyes and slowly sat up, her long eyelashes blocking the bright sunlight. She remembered that she had nowhere to go after she left "Mian Hun". In the end, when it was deep into the night, she could only find an empty alley and sleep with her clothes on. She did not expect to wake up here.

A headache. Terrible images flashed through her mind, and with a scream, she hastily felt for her clothes. Luckily, they were intact.

After dispelling her doubts, she started to look around the room. The simple yet luxurious furnishings here were even more particular than the Yan's Family s and even the Liu Family s.

Who was the owner of this place? Could it be that it was more powerful than the Liu Family?

"You're too noisy." She looked around in confusion and heard an impatient, clear, cold male voice.

This sound... So familiar.

Yan Zirong tapped her head in pain after her hangover, trying to remember when she had heard this sound. At the same time, the door at the side of the hall was suddenly opened, revealing a man with a towel wrapped around his waist.

Seeing that she had woken up, Qiao Zi'an did not seem surprised. He pointed to the door lightly, "You're awake?" "Then you can go."

Perfect waistline, strong muscles, as if made by a sculptor. This man … Wasn't that the person who had humiliated her last night?

His appearance caused Yan Zirong to feel extremely uncomfortable.

Yan Zirong frowned and took a step back, looking at him warily. "Did you bring me here?" What do you want? "

"What do you want?" Qiao Zi'an laughed disdainfully, walked to the center of the living room, picked up the remote control from the coffee table and opened the blinds, "I don't want to do anything to a woman who has nothing but beauty. Now, get out of here before I ask you for the money. "

Once again, he pointed to the door and ordered them to leave.

"Clearance fee?" Yan Zirong was confused. She finally woke up from her drunken state and realized that she must have vomited in someone else's room yesterday. She instinctively went to grab her purse. "I'll compensate you with …"

Stretching out his hand, he felt empty air.

She turned to look, then quickly scanned the room, not noticing the bag she was carrying.

"Looking for a bag?" "There's no need to look for me. Before I found you, you had already been robbed several times. Now that I think about it, you should be glad that the alley was dimly lit." Qiao Zi'an didn't stop her. He saw through her actions at a glance, so he waited until she was disappointed before explaining it to her.

Ignoring her lost expression, he took a glass from the liquor cabinet, sat down gracefully in the rattan chair by the French window and took a sip, sneering, "Speaking of which, I'm a little surprised. I thought your brain was going to spit paste. "

Was his mind made of paste?

It was always Yan Zirong who had a poor IQ, but she could tell that this person was mocking her in a roundabout way. Sadly, the man had saved her last night. He was right. If it wasn't for the dark lighting in the alley, she might have already …

She stood there and wanted to thank him, but she was choked by his words. She didn't know if she should leave or not, she felt extremely uncomfortable.

"You're still not leaving?" Qiao Zi'an was getting impatient. This was his private residence, not a place to keep cats and dogs. His gaze sharpened and he threw it at her. At this moment, he heard knocking on the door and the sounds of cursing coming from outside.

Although the soundproofing from the door was good, it was obvious that the people outside were not polite when they spoke.

Qiao Zi'an looked at the door expressionlessly. There were almost no people looking for him at this point, not to mention this address was relatively confidential. How could there be people looking for him here?

He winked at Yan Zirong. "Open the door."

Yan Zirong dawdled. Although it was inconvenient for her to open the door in his residence, he could still be considered her savior. She thought for a moment, then walked over and opened the door. "Excuse me …"

Before she could finish, she froze at the door.

The light outside the door was slightly brighter than in the room. Her eyes were wide open, and her retina clearly showed Liu Yun and his mother-in-law's ferocious expressions. Before he could even react, his face was smacked heavily. "Bitch!" I've finally caught you in the act! "

The slap did not hold back. Her face was turned away from the slap. There was the smell of blood on her gums.

Liu Yun had just retracted his hand and glared at her. The mother-in-law didn't give her a chance to catch her breath and directly grabbed her hair and pulled her out, "Little Wugou, I already said that you're not right. Look, you're selling it to other people's houses …" "Do you usually pretend to be a pure and noble woman in front of me?"

Yan Zirong felt a sharp pain in her scalp, and she felt as if a piece of her skin was about to be torn off. She was in so much pain that even tears were flowing out of her eyes. She stretched out her hand, wanting to snatch back her hair. "What are you guys talking about …"

She couldn't understand, couldn't understand why the two of them were so angry.

"Say what? Now that we've already gotten our hands on them, you still won't admit it! " Nanny looked at her as if she was looking at a dirty rat, her eyebrows were raised, but the strength in her shriveled hand was very strong. "You slut, you have lied to my son for five years! "If I didn't have my eyes on you, you would really have fooled me …"